Chapter 2: You are so evil that you will not have a good death!

The eunuch who was scolded felt unlucky, and his expression suddenly turned sinister: "You stinky kid, what did you say about me?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard hurried exclamations from the little girls around him!

Immediately afterwards, there was a wailing scream: "Help me!"

Before the eunuch could see what was going on, suddenly, a bloody severed hand was thrown at the eunuch's feet.

The eunuch's eyes widened, his face full of horror, and he fell to the ground.

The half sweet potato in my hand took off and flew out.

He landed directly in front of a pair of black boots stained with a bit of snow.

Because of the bloody severed hand, the little girls around were so frightened that they started to cry loudly.

The eunuch looked up and saw a thin figure standing not far away. Behind him were seven or eight people wearing ferocious ghost masks.

They held down a man wearing official robes, whose arms were already bloody and bloody. Several cold knives were placed across the man's neck.

When the nearby palace people saw them, they all backed away and lowered their heads, not daring to look any further!

The eunuchs immediately recognized him. The man they were suppressing was Mr. Huang, who had recently made a petition to the emperor to show mercy to the remnants of the previous dynasty!

"Master Marquis! This servant pays my respects to Master Marquis!" Several eunuchs hurriedly knelt down towards the young boy at the head.

He is about eight or nine years old.

Wearing a mysterious robe with an embroidery of Fighting Shura on his chest, compared to Shura's scarlet and ferocious eyes, the young man's face looked particularly cold and white.

A pair of dark and cold eyes seemed to absorb all the colors around him. In his eyes, there was only cold black and white.

He was wearing a mysterious cloak and a golden crown, and was much taller than his peers.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and looked at the sweet potato falling on the front of the black boots with some irritability and displeasure.

The eunuch understood and pointed directly at the little guy: "The sweet potato belongs to her!"

At this time, Milkman paid no attention to the amputated hand and walked toward the young boy with his little feet.

She knelt down in front of him and picked up the sweet potato that fell in the snow.

The sweet potatoes were already stained with snow, and with a look of regret in her bright eyes, she carefully patted the snow dust away.

The little guy saw from the corner of his eye that a small piece of potato meat fell from the boy's boots.

She stretched out her fat little finger and silently took it off.

This action caused the young man to frown and raise his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Mr. Huang, who was being suppressed, suddenly used his strength to break free from the restraints. His right wrist, which had just been chopped off, was still dripping with blood!

He ran forward in a hurry and knocked the little guy away. The sweet potatoes in her hand flew out again.

The next second, a slightly slender and white hand caught the sweet potato.

The little guy fell to the ground on his buttocks and felt a cold light flash before his eyes.

The slender knife on the young man's waist was unsheathed at some point, and a bloody mark had been drawn on Mr. Huang's back.

Mr. Huang was in pain and fell to the ground, throwing up snow dust. He was immediately held down by the evil messenger who came up.

The young man finally spoke, with thin lips and a hint of cold cruelty between his brows: "Take him away, keep the other hand, and throw him out of the palace."

Mr. Huang was dragged, and a string of blood slipped out on the ground and soaked the snow.

His roaring and cursing voice came: "Feng Fuce, you are full of evil! You will die badly!"

The young man looked up at him and suddenly smiled.

Like a cold mountain turning into snow, with a little bit of alienation and unruly——

"I accept your good words."

Feng Fuce lowered his head and found that the little guy was looking up at the sweet potato in his hand with his white face looking up.
Chapter completed!