stop for me

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In the early morning of the next day, Song Tao came to pick up Huang Shang and Wang Mumu with a red face.

Huang Shang's face was full of undisguised ridicule, Song Tao just pretended not to know, but he was particularly enthusiastic about Wang Mumu who ignored him yesterday, which made Wang Mumu a little at a loss.

"Wang Mumu, come here." Huang Shang said.

Wang Mumu immediately ignored Song Tao and walked towards the emperor.

A gloomy look flashed across Song Tao's expression, but the next moment, he asked Huang Shang even more enthusiastically: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Not good." The emperor said honestly, he was woken up by the pain in the morning, and Wang Mumu kicked his stomach hard, and it still hurts now.

"I prepared some snacks this morning. You two must be hungry, right? Come, please go this way." Song Tao continued without changing his face.

A group of people went downstairs, Wang Mumu said in a moderate voice: "The servant thought it was such a precious food, and it turned out that it was nothing more than a mediocre thing for him to show off like that."

Song Tao's complexion is already a little pale. He specially transported it from Quanweizhai earlier. There are more than 180 varieties. It is said that the chef of Quanweizhai came out of the imperial dining room after the collapse of the Qing Dynasty. The emperor ate nothing more than these, and the man named Wang Mumu actually said, "It's just mediocre"! ?

He suppressed his anger, and said with a smile: "This time, Song didn't think well. Come, please take a seat."

The emperor was on the east side, Song Tao was on the west side, Wang Mumu was standing behind the emperor, Song Tao looked at Wang Mumu, intending to buy Wang Mumu's favor, and said: "Little brother, sit down too."

Wang Mumu shook his head and said: "I have no reason to sit with Huang Shang at the same table." As he spoke, he picked up the spoon and devoted himself to serving the emperor's breakfast.

Song Tao has been around for many years and has met many people of all kinds. Naturally, he is particularly concerned about his own behavior, but two people like Wang Mumu and the emperor really surprised him. They can train people so obediently Submissive post, this Huang Shang really has two brushes.

He coughed dryly, and asked respectfully: "I wonder when sir will have time to see how I can cure this persistent illness?"

"Don't talk when you eat and sleep." Wang Mumu said coldly. At the same time, Huang Shang also looked at Song Tao coldly. Song Tao suddenly felt uncomfortable, but last night he was really in the video Seeing the supernatural powers of these two people, suppressing the rage in his heart, he picked up chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls casually, then watched Huang Shang chew slowly, and made a gesture to his security guard. With a wink, the security guard took out his gun and put it on the table with a snap. Wang Mumu glanced at him, wondering what the black thing was, thinking that the etiquette in this place is really bad. Put things down and continue to feed the emperor.

The emperor put down the spoon and said to Wang Mumu, "Yes, it's done."

Wang Mumu wiped the emperor's mouth with the handkerchief next to him, and the emperor said again: "Go and eat, Mr. Song, please."

Seeing that Huang Shang finally stopped eating, Song Tao quickly stood up and said, "Sir, you know the general idea. Do you need to prepare anything?"

"Just find an empty room." The emperor said.

"Yes." Song Tao made a gesture of 'please'. Wang Mumu watched the emperor and that person go to the corridor next to him, and sat on the chair with some worry. The emperor told him this morning to wait here. up.

He watched the bodyguard next to him pick up the black thing from the table, and suddenly said: "You seem to be the one who came to the emperor last night."

The bodyguard immediately froze in place, not daring to move.

Wang Mumu said again: "Can you lend me a look at that black thing?"

The bodyguard coughed violently, causing tears to flow from his eyes.

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Huang Shang walked around the room and nodded.

This room is even scarier than the one he had last night. As soon as he opened the door, thick black air invaded his body. Fortunately, Huang Shang himself was not afraid of the black air at all, otherwise he would have a short life and early death like Song Tao next to him. .

He sat on the chair with his legs naturally separated, clasped his hands upside down on his knees, nodded to the chair in front of him, and said, "Sit down."

Song Tao looked at the particularly domineering posture of the handsome young man in front of him, and with more and more weird thoughts, he sat on the chair and asked worriedly: "Sir..."

"Shut up," Huang Shang said lightly, "Close your eyes too."

Thinking about Song Tao's identity, no one has dared to speak to him in such a tone for so many years, but Song Tao doesn't know why he is getting more and more afraid to get angry with this person. He closed his eyes and dared not speak to him at all. move.

Huang Shang stretched out his hand, a faint black disc appeared on his face, which was the rune engraved in his soul, and a faint golden streamer surrounded his fingertips.It is impossible for him to break through the Xuanzhi Mingwang acupoint with this body, so there must be something that binds his soul power so that he cannot pass through it at will...

The soul power of his fingertips is getting stronger and stronger, in the woods, under the eaves, in the corners, the black mist in this villa is ready to move for this golden light...

Wang Mumu who was eating suddenly raised his head and asked, "Your Majesty, why are you calling me a slave?"

In the living room, the bodyguard guarding Wang Mumu looked at each other.

At the same moment, Huang Shang also withdrew his soul power in astonishment.

He just now... clearly used the command to summon his Horcrux to issue a spell!

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Wang Mumu didn't know the horror in the emperor's heart, he just felt that the emperor seemed to be calling him for a moment, and he also occasionally felt the emperor's emotions before, so he didn't take it seriously. Take care of yourself, take the spoon and continue babbling.

Thinking back when he was in the palace, he alone could feed three people. There was a saying in the palace that the meal is half full, which means that you can only eat half of it. If you are afraid of being ugly in front of the nobles, you will be punished by the old eunuch. Those who are slapped in the face, those who can eat enough in the palace are all heterogeneous, Wang Mumu is not afraid, he is serving the little prince, and no one is willing to talk to him, the old eunuch is even more afraid that Wang Mumu will collapse from exhaustion, no one is willing to be sincere Serve the prince sincerely and give him a way out.

After eating all the food on the table, Wang Mumu wiped his mouth and asked the person next to him: "Has the emperor not come out yet?"

The bodyguard nodded, and nervously put his pistol back into his pocket, for fear that Wang Mumu would have the urge to take a look again, but he was frightened by this man last night. If he really wanted it, would he give it to him?Or give it?

Wang Mumu was a little worried. He had seen the little prince since he was a child, and this place was so different from the palace he knew. There were women on the street who dared to bare their breasts and legs... Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Wang Mumu blushed a little, and suddenly remembered that his Jiji had returned, and immediately straightened his back, and the road was full of wind.

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Huang Shang in the room did not dare to continue to test Wang Mumu, a bad thought appeared in his mind, and after a while, the emperor remembered that there was someone in front of him.

Huang Shang sat on the sofa again and said, "You can open your eyes now."

Song Tao opened his eyes uneasily. He clearly felt that there seemed to be a cold wind blowing around him just now, but when he opened his eyes, there seemed to be nothing around him. He asked nervously: "Sir, this is the end of the matter." ?"

Huang Shang looked around the room. Although the surroundings were covered by thick black mist, he could still feel the indelible bloody aura. It is estimated that the black mist was caused by this bloody aura. .

Huang Shang asked, "Did you kill someone here?"

Song Tao's expression changed, killing intent just appeared in his eyes, and he had to lower his head due to his violent coughing. Huang Shang saw his careful thinking, and said coldly, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't live for half a month."

Song Tao panicked, he managed to get to his current position, would he die because of this inexplicable thing?

"Sir! Sir, you must save me!" Song Tao pleaded, his eyes full of sincerity.

The emperor thinks this person is really interesting, just now he wanted to kill someone to silence him, now he can bow his head and beg himself.

However, it can be regarded as what each needs.

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"emperor!"

The emperor finally came out, Wang Mumu heaved a sigh of relief, walked quickly a few steps and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

The emperor shook his head, he looked at Wang Mumu complicatedly, and said to Song Tao: "You and I will meet here tonight, no one can come in."

Song Tao nodded again and again, his face was ashen, but he was in good spirits.

The emperor hooked the corners of his lips, and drew a symbol on his forehead, which he learned from his own blood, it was only rough, but it could prevent this person from dying tonight.

"Okay." The emperor said: "If you have nothing to do today, don't bother me."

Song Tao obviously felt that his breathing was much smoother, and even the stone that seemed to be pressing on his chest was gone. Song Tao took a deep breath, and even reached out to help the emperor and Wang Mumu close the door.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, the emperor asked, "Xiao Muzi, where is your soul power?"

Wang Mumu shook his arm, two balls of soul power rose from his arm, circling around him like a naughty child, the emperor stretched out his hand, the black mist seemed to be confused for a while, and then quickly moved towards Flying in the emperor's hand, it lightly rolled into a small ball, quiet and inconspicuous.

Wang Mumu looked at this scene and asked puzzledly: "Then what are you doing?"

"Do you still remember that when I first came here, I put my soul power in your body?" The emperor's voice was soft and ethereal, Wang Mumu rubbed his ears, nodded and said: "I remember."

The emperor continued: "However, I just remembered... Everyone's soul power is different, if you randomly plunder other people's soul power, you will be smashed to pieces."

Wang Mumu's legs softened immediately, the emperor looked at him, smiled, and said: "Don't worry, because you will be fine, what I'm thinking now is whether you were my magic weapon in the first place, or... You devoured my magic weapon?"

"What is a magic weapon?" Wang Mumu was one head and two big, and he felt that he could hardly keep up with His Majesty's train of thought.

Huang Shang felt that Wang Mumu did not seem to be a fake, and besides, this person was with him day and night. He thought that no one knew Wang Mumu better than him, so he said: "For a swordsman, it takes 50 years to condense the seeds of profound energy, 100 years to refine the soul power, and 500 years to cultivate. Cultivating the magic weapon, since that day I was struck by the thunder..."

Wang Mumu asked stiffly: "You mean, you have a magic weapon, but... 500 years..."

Huang Shang suddenly felt that he had said something wrong, so he simply closed his mouth, gave Wang Mumu a cold look, and said, "Come up soon!"

"What are you going to do?" Wang Mumu asked.

"No matter what method you use to become my magical weapon, since you have returned to my side, you will naturally cultivate your soul power with me." Huang Shang unconsciously used the name 'zhen' again.

Wang Mumu felt inexplicably a little tangled, since he and the emperor came to this world, why... the emperor's temper has become more and more irritable?

Alas, this is not a good habit.

Wang Mumu took off his shoes, looked at the gauze socks on his feet tangled, thinking when he would sew another pair of socks for himself and the emperor, and imitated the emperor, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

The emperor looked at Wang Mumu facing him, frowned and asked, "Have you even forgotten how to cultivate?"

"Ah? How to practice." Wang Mumu really couldn't remember anything.

Huang Shang was angry, and suddenly laughed: "Forget it, it's okay if you can't remember, come, turn your back on me."

"Cha." Wang Mumu was shaking from the emperor's laughter, but he still turned around.