When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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"But you don't have to worry too much, this will prove that what we are looking for is still safe."

Qian Ling could only listen to Xiao Yu's words.

All he can do now is try his best to play an ordinary emperor.

While looking for notes related to the imperial mausoleum, Qianling repeated her monotonous life.

It's just that I occasionally see the vacant seats in the hall, and feel a little lonely.

I don't know what happened to He Lanjun who was driven away by him. A powerful and prestigious person like him will have a good life no matter where he goes.

A minister said: "Your Majesty, it seems that some people in the capital deliberately incited the people recently. I heard that it is a group of people spontaneously organized by the people. Do you want to send someone to arrest them all?"

"It's just a bunch of mobs, you can just figure it out."

Qian Ling yawned and announced his retirement.

Since this position will be given up sooner or later, there is no need to worry too much about it.

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Qian Ling came to Zangshu Pavilion. He had read these books many times and read most of the contents.

But there is no mention of any record about Shimen at all.

What exactly is going on……

The sky gradually darkened, and the lamps were lit in the Library Pavilion. Qian Ling yawned while reading the book, her eyes were blurred, and she fell asleep slowly on the table.

The lights were burning brightly, and a black shadow flashed outside the window.

The window of Zangshuge was pushed open, and black shadows flashed in slyly, passing through the rows of bookshelves like ghosts.

The candle flickered in the dark.

The black shadow walked past the bookshelf, came to the desk silently, and stood in front of Qianling.

Qian Ling, who was in sleep, didn't realize that the danger was approaching at all, and was still in a deep sleep, face down, only the back of his head was exposed.

A sneer came from Sombra's mouth.

"Emperor Dog, for killing so many people, I will let you taste the retribution today."

A cold light shines from the opponent's hand, piercing straight towards the desk——

At the same time, the voice of System 663 sounded in Qianling's mind: [Get up. 】

Qian Ling was startled and moved her body.

Before he understood what happened, his lips were clasped by a force, and he fell backwards, crashing into a warm embrace.

Qian Ling hadn't yelled yet, the cold dagger was pressed against his neck, and a deep voice sounded from behind him, "Don't make a sound, or you will die here immediately."

Qian Ling was completely frightened.

He had ordered in advance that no one was allowed to approach the Library Pavilion, and absolutely no one would notice that he had been attacked at this moment.

He nodded tremblingly, his thin body trembling slightly.

The person behind him sneered, "I thought it was some kind of ruthless person, but it turned out to be less courageous than a rabbit. Why didn't I see you scared when killing someone?"

Qian Ling was gagged and could only shake her head with difficulty.

"What else do you want to quibble about?"

The man held Qian Ling's chin, forced Qian Ling to raise his head, and said viciously: "I tell you, today is your death day—"

He was suddenly stuck in the middle of his words.

The little emperor in his hand had a small flushed face, crystal drops of water hung on his slender eyelashes, his eyes were full of bewilderment and helplessness, and the skin he had pinched was covered with red marks.

This is a million miles away from the image of the dog emperor he imagined.

If it wasn't for the bright yellow robe that this person was wearing, he really suspected that he had arrested the wrong person.

The strength in his hand loosened a little unconsciously, and he held him in vainly.

"Are you really that dog emperor?"

This person is obviously hostile to him, even if Qian Ling is dull, she feels that she shouldn't admit it at this time.

Just when he was hesitating, the person behind him said again: "Aren't you even good at lying? Everything you think in your heart is written on your face. I really don't know how you became the emperor."

Qian Ling was shocked.

The people behind seemed to be having fun, and continued: "Remember, your mother also relied on this face to help you from a singer to the throne."

When talking about this topic, the expressions of the subordinates obviously changed, and they glared at him bitterly, with an expression of shame and indignation, under the light of the candlelight, it was so beautiful that it seemed like an illusion.

This made him stop again and study the face carefully.

"How can such a beautiful person do such a horrible thing?"

There was obsession and hatred in the man's words, and he approached the shivering Qian Ling a little bit, "Your throne can be exchanged for your beauty, why don't you use your own face to save yourself?"

Qian Ling turned her head to the side, her beautiful face was full of proud anger.

"You think beautiful."

After Qian Ling finished speaking, he slammed his elbow back hard.

The pupils of the man behind him narrowed slightly, and he quickly moved the dagger away, and the tip of the knife almost brushed against Qianling's neck.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qian Ling ran towards the door.

But before he had time to run out, his shoulders were pulled by a force, and he was pressed against the bookcase next to him.

Mouth was gagged again.

The man said angrily: "Are you crazy? %3F Don't die?!"

The two stood facing each other, and Qian Ling also saw clearly the face of the person behind him, to be precise, half of the face.

The man in black had very youthful features, and his eyes were full of anger. The lower half of his face was covered by a black cloth, so he couldn't see it.

Seeing Qian Ling in a daze.

The man in black shouted again: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Qian Ling shook her head, looking cute and harmless.

The man in black glanced quietly at Qian Ling's snow-white neck, because of the struggle just now, a faint bloodstain was drawn.

"Do you know that it's dangerous to move around just now. If I was a second late with the knife, you would have died in my hands."

Qianling opened her big eyes and blinked.

"..."

The man in black was silent for a few seconds, his ears turned red quietly.

Oh shit.

He took it.

"I'll let you go, you're not allowed to run or shout, or I'll kill you right away."

Qian Ling blinked again.

The strength in his hand was withdrawn, and the man in black withdrew his hand and smelled it. The dog emperor still smelled strange.

Qianling: "That..."

The man in black looked at him warily.

Qian Ling pulled out a faint smile, "Are you looking for something? Why don't you tell me and I'll help you find it together."

The man in black glanced at the shallow dimple, his face was hot instantly, and he said angrily: "Don't pretend to be innocent, I don't need your help, go and sit over there! Don't even try to escape, you don't Knowing martial arts has no chance of winning!"

"Will you let me go if you find what you want?"

"Look at my mood!"

"Oh fine."

Qianling really couldn't escape, so he just sat back obediently and watched people rummaging through bookshelves.

Looking at the messed up books, he slowly frowned.

This is demolition.

As if sensing Qian Ling's gaze, the man in black stopped rummaging and looked over, "Don't look at me, be careful I'll beat you."

Qianling shrank her neck.

This man's temper is really violent.

When the man in black was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he kept paying attention to Qian Ling behind him from time to time, and when he saw that the man was just sitting obediently, an indescribable irritability surged up again.

Really.

Can't even escape?

If he really wanted to kill him, would he just obediently wait to die?

He couldn't help thinking in his heart: How did such a stupid person get connected with such a ruthless character? If it was acting, this acting was too natural.

At this moment, another black shadow came in from outside the Library Pavilion.

"Ji Cheng, what are you doing? You haven't come back after so long, have you looked for the study?"

The man walked in, glanced at Qian Ling's direction, and was startled, "I'll go, why is there anyone? You're dying."

As he spoke, he drew out his weapon and was stopped by Ji Cheng.

"It has nothing to do with him, he is just a janitor, we just need to find something."

"When did you become so kind?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Look for it quickly. If you can't find the books that record the imperial tomb, you will be punished when you go back."

"Oh."

Qian Ling was startled.

Did they come for the books too?

As mentioned in the main storyline, due to the turmoil in the current situation, the trend of looting and digging is prevalent.

The most valuable of these is the imperial tomb.

But these people actually have the guts to sneak into the palace in order to fight back?

Qian Ling watched the two men rummaging in frustration, completely ignoring his threat.

He quietly put the book in his hand into the cabinet.

"Does this kind of book really exist? Did that charlatan make it up randomly? The blind man doesn't know where the boss found it."

"Anyway, we're all in the palace, why steal the imperial tomb, why don't we just kill that dog emperor, this is our world now."

"Okay, you go and kill."

"Why do you want me?"

"Because you killed him, and you just made wedding dresses for others. We have no heart and no money. What can we use to fight against others?"

Qianling: "..."

While the two were rummaging, footsteps came from outside the house and they knocked on the door, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, do you want to rest?"

"His Majesty?"

Qian Ling stood up, took half a step back in fear, and bumped into the bookcase behind.

Several books fell down with a clatter.

The people outside the door sensed something was wrong, "Your Majesty, are you okay, I'm coming in."

Ji Cheng hugged Qian Ling's waist with one hand, tiptoed, and jumped out of the window easily.

When the guards broke in, there was only cool breeze from the open windows, and there was no sign of Qianling in the room.

For no reason, Qian Ling was hugged on his shoulders and flew away, and was released in the woods outside the palace.

An upset stomach.

He leaned against the tree trunk and vomited, when he heard another man in black say, "Why did you bring him out?"

"Since the book can't be found, it might be useful to take him away."

"Let's just steal some treasures and leave. You actually stole all the emperors of the dynasty. If those guards find out, we'll all die."

Qianling endured the disgusting feeling, so weak that she almost couldn't stand still, and said harshly: "You let me go now, and I can still let the past go, and spare you not to die."

"Heh, what a delicate little emperor." Ji Cheng approached, pulled down the black cloth covering his face, revealing a heroic young handsome face, "It's all fallen into my hands, and you still want to be brave?"

[The author has something to say: It doesn’t matter if you find the book or not, the most important thing is to find your wife]