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Chapter 7 Scarlet Dinner Party (3)

In the long desk, the prince and the beautiful woman hugged each other and drank red wine, singing and crying softly.

Outside the long desk, Zhou Mo sat alone, looking at the knife dripping blood, waiting in a cold and silent manner.

Outside the door, there was a gentle and elegant footsteps slowly coming. Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows slightly. The footsteps were very familiar, and it was Qianshu!

Sure enough, the news from the palace guards outside the door came:

"The Fourth Prince, Princess of the Sea, please come and talk."

Zhou Mo did not move, and the fourth prince stopped, only the blonde girl, gasping slightly, her complexion was swelling, and her face was red, lying in the arms of the fourth prince.

"Oh!" The fourth prince sighed, and his palm slid from the girl's fragrant back to his slender neck, rubbing it gently.

Looking at the fourth prince's actions, Zhou Mo praised him slightly, then stood up with a knife and said:

"It's always a pity for the fragrance of jade in the sky, so Zhou Mo won't bother you!"

Turning around the screen, Zhou Mo heard a crisp sound of a cervical vertebrae breaking.

Shaking his head slightly and walking out of the Fourth Prince's room, Zhou Mobian saw Qianshu wearing a thin white gold robe, wrapped around her graceful body, and wearing a pair of plain blue slim high-heeled gift shoes under her feet, and was waiting outside the door.

Seeing Zhou Mo coming out, Qian Shu's delicate nose wings moved slightly, and then looked at Zhou Mo with some surprise. Seeing that Zhou Mo's body was stained with blood, a little bit of shock appeared in her black eyes.

The training he received since childhood played a role in Ruiwen-Narlong's side. Although he was shocked, Qianshu still calmly looked at Zhou Mo and then turned around to lead the way.

Bypassing the two corridors, I came to an ocean-blue translucent portal. Outside the door, you could vaguely see two tall and curved figures standing behind the door.

"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, please come in." Open the door, Qian Shu turned sideways, and squats to invite Zhou Mo into the room.

Zhou Mo glanced at the thick pure white carpet that reached the door, then looked back at the blood-stained footprints behind him, and shook his head slightly. The life of Ruiwen Nalong is really exquisite and enjoyable in every place.

Just as he was about to take off his shoes outside the door, Qianshu also discovered Zhou Mo's embarrassment. He bent down and squatted down. Against the pure white carpet, his delicate little hands, which were as frosty as jade, were about to take off his blood-stained boots for Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment, did not refuse, but just said:

"I'm sorry, Miss Qianshu."

Qian Shu stood up, her face turned slightly red, and she didn't speak, but her beautiful black eyes looked at Zhou Mo shyly and timidly, stretched out her bare hands and asked Zhou Mo to enter.

Zhou Mo nodded and walked into Ruiwen Nalong's room. Inside the door, a picture of a palace maid blocked his sight and bypassed the screen. He saw Ruiwen Nalong and the fourth prince were tasting the ice-lip wine in the crystal cup.

Ruimin Nalong, in a crimson dress, has a charming and mysterious evil feeling out of thin air. At first sight, he has the charm of attracting people into the abyss and being unextinguished.

Green eyes glanced at Zhou Mo. Seeing that Zhou Mo's cloak was damaged and there was a little blood stain on her clothes. She sniffed slightly, and the dead air mixed with blood energy made Ruiwen-Narron frown.

"How many have you killed? Dao Ke Shangli?"

A feeling of mutual communication made Zhou Mo feel inexplicably comfortable. He smiled on his face, patted the dead knife on his waist, and said:

"The sword cuts 364 people, and the blade is sharp!"

The Misilian Assassin in Zhou Mo's family, plus the 363 killers of Snake Abyss, happened to be 364 people. Dylan died under the sword of Ramas Otto, but his blood was not stained with the death sword.

Ruiwen Nalong put down the crystal cup, Chen Yang next to him filled another ice lips. Ruiwen Nalong looked at Zhou Mo with blue eyes, and a mysterious smile appeared on Qingshi's face.

"Please drink a cup to see if the blood on the knife is delicious or the wine in this cup is mellow!"

Zhou Mo didn't refuse, and went forward to sit opposite Ruiwen-Naron, reached out to pick up the crystal cup that was still stained with a cherry-colored lips, and took a sip.

The ice lip wine is indeed well-known, with mellow and clearness mixed together, and countless fragrances are mixed.

Ruiwen-Naron looked at Zhou Mo tasting wine, and a sharp look suddenly appeared in his blue eyes, and he asked suddenly:

"Is Lamas Otto still alive?"

Zhou Mo was placed on the wine glass on his lips, and then a hint of surprise appeared on his face. He calmly placed the wine glass on the long table and said:

"I witnessed it with my own eyes when Lamas Otto died, how could he be alive? Why did His Highness ask that?"

Ruiwen-Naron looked at Zhou Mo's expression carefully and asked suspiciously:

"In the afternoon, the mysterious life in Yingyang City heard a heart-warming sigh. I was very familiar with that voice..."

Zhou Mo immediately heard the sigh of the majestic man when he summoned Ramas Otto:

"cloud……"

A trace of clarity flashed in Zhou Mo's eyes, but it was seen in Ruiwen-Naron's eyes. The green eyes flowed like rippling blue waves, and were so beautiful.

"You know something!"

Zhou Mo smiled silently, but said nothing. After a while, he put his eyes on the beautiful blue eyes and said:

"Lamas Otto is dead, this is certain, but even if the love is extremely dead, there will be something left behind. It is engraved in this world. I am just a clever hand, and I have no choice but to borrow the power of the dead!"

Ruimin Nalong lowered his eyes and thought carefully about Zhou Mo's words. After a breath, his green eyes raised and looked at Zhou Mo with some surprise.

"Diran was killed by you?"

Zhou Mo's heart was shocked. This woman's wisdom was extremely terrible. If anything, it would be impossible to hide it from her eyes if it showed any signs!

"He wants to kill me, but he doesn't succeed, so he will die naturally!"

The voice was faint, but when it sounded like thunder in Ruiwen-Naron's ears.

Mithril Life Reverse Killing Mysterious Spirit Enables Life, This is something that has never been heard of!

"The Fourth Prince knows?"

Zhou Mo nodded and said with his eyes down:

"The head was given to the Fourth Prince as a gift, and the Fourth Prince also brought a beautiful girl as a container for the carrier. This matter was wrong with me and killed an innocent life!"

After saying that, Zhou Mo's eyes swept over Chen Yang and Qian Shu, and the two women felt a little chill.

Ruiwen-Naron didn't care about Zhou Mo's words. The fourth prince had no foundation outside the palace, so that woman must have been sent by Yingyang's family. Such matters involve the third prince, so naturally they must be cautious.

"Zhou Mo, you really trust Ruimin. You must know that in the court, my kingdom of the Sea is on the side of the third prince!"

Zhou Mo tapped the long desk with his fingers, and his black eyes looked inexplicably and asked lightly:

"Yeah?"

Ruimin-Narone's pupils tightened for a moment, but in a moment, she turned to chuckled.

"Chen Yang, Qian Shu, Your Excellency Zhou Mo has experienced the murder, but it is inappropriate to attend this dinner. You serve Your Excellency Zhou Mo to wash and change your clothes."

Zhou Mo's momentum that had originally gained the upper hand was instantly frozen, and his black eyes panicked for a moment.

Chen Yang and Qian Shu looked at each other's blue and black eyes, and they both saw three points of shyness and seven points of panic in each other's eyes. For a moment, they didn't know whether His Royal Highness was joking or serious.

"Zhou Mo, the bloody smell on your body is so pungent. Go and wash it!"

Ruimin-Naron stared at Zhou Mo with his blue eyes, and there was a hint of pride in his expression. Zhou Mo, Zhou Mo, this highness will not let you run out of your palm!
Chapter completed!
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