His Royal Highness System

Chapter 403 392. Miscellaneous repair, how do you want to die?
"True wild rice!"

At this time, Sato, who was in a safe area in the distance, saw that the space around Mako was completely closed by the hand ghost's giant hand, and there was no chance to escape.

With his right hand, he firmly grasped the big tree beside him, letting the blood flow from his palm, with a worry on his face, he shouted loudly.

They are all master's disciples, and the master said to himself, let him bring them all back, not one of them can be missing!

Looking at the countless big hands stretched out to him, Makoto's face turned pale in an instant, there was no room to hide around, and it was impossible to catch the attack of the hand ghost this time.

Biting her lower lip tightly, there was no panic on Makoto's face, since she already knew the ending, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Clenching the Japanese sword in his hand, Makoto stared at the giant hand stretched out to him with dead eyes.

Just when Zhenzhu was about to fight to the death with the hand ghost, when he was half a meter away from Zhenzhu's body, all the giant hands in midair fell down powerlessly.

"Oh!"

A loud noise came from under the tree, raising a cloud of dust mist, making it impossible for Zhenmo to see what happened.

"This is?"

Leaning on the branch, Zhenzhu looked at what happened below him suspiciously, as if there was a faint figure in the cloud of smoke?
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"very hungry……

So hungry..."

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A hoarse voice resembling a hell under the Nine Serenities came out from the cloud of smoke.

The voice was low and deep, and it was unclear whether it was coming from a distance or near, giving people a feeling of shocking the soul.

As the smoke was blown away by a breeze, the true face of that figure was revealed.

Under the moonlight, Makoto could clearly see the man's appearance.

The exquisite facial features are handsome and elegant, and the outline of thin lips is indescribably graceful.

A pair of deep and distant scarlet eyes are like aliens shining with stars, they can devour people's hearts.

The faint moonlight lightly slid across his cheeks, and the subtle light dyed his eyes with a strange color.

He looks dignified and wears black clothes. He looks like a down and out prince, but the scarlet eyes spoil this beauty. At the same time, there are thin red mist lingering around his body, making him look extremely weird.

This person is Feng Qianchen, but because of flying for too long, coupled with physical troubles, now Feng Qianchen has become very hungry and needs some blood supplementation.

So the way of landing is somewhat incorrect...

Seemingly aware of the sight of Zhenji, Feng Qianchen slowly raised his head and saw Zhenji on the big tree, his scarlet eyes showed a touch of excitement, as if he had found some delicious prey.

Stamping his toes on the ground, a reaction force turned Feng Qianchen's body into a high-speed flying cannonball.

"I'm sorry, I can't escape..."

Although this is the first time Zhenzhu saw Feng Qianchen, from the way he observed Feng Qianchen just now, this man of unknown origin is definitely not a normal person.

But now Zhenmo's body is close to the limit, even if he wants to dodge, he has no chance, not to mention that the speed of that figure is too fast, Zhenmo can only watch helplessly as the other party gets closer and closer to him.

"Sure enough, it's still the same result..."

Zhenmo lowered his head, his eyes were a little lost, and he murmured softly.

Which girl is different? When she is in deep trouble, she can have a handsome prince to save herself. Although the plot of the prince saving the princess is old-fashioned, it is not outdated.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Qianchen had already arrived in front of Zhenzhu.

Lowering his head slightly, Feng Qianchen looked at the girl in front of him who closed her eyes tightly and bowed her head in silence. A bloodthirsty flashed in her scarlet eyes, but she quickly regained her clarity.

Stretching out his white right hand, a finger touched Makoto's lips lightly, and a little blood was stained along the way.

After doing this, Feng Qianchen withdrew his right hand and put the finger with a drop of blood on it to his mouth, and gently licked it.

A flash of surprise flashed in the scarlet eyes, and Feng Qianchen felt the powerful energy contained in the girl's blood.

Zhenmo's body trembled, which teenage girl is not afraid of death, although Zhenmo knows her end and is ready to face death, but in the end she is just a girl.

A few seconds later, the expected pain did not come, Zhenzhu opened his eyes, looked at Feng Qianchen in front of him suspiciously, just in time to see Feng Qianchen licking the blood from his fingertips.

"you……"

His face was slightly red, and the feeling from his lips just now let Zhenmo know that the other party was eating the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Feng Qianchen from a quiet distance, Zhenmo could smell a sweet smell from the opponent's body.

"This man's aura is so strange, it's different from humans and ghosts..."

Looking at Feng Qianchen, Zhenmo couldn't help muttering inwardly.

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"Ahhh! I want to eat you!"

At this time, the hand ghost was lying on the ground in a very embarrassed posture, and most of its body had turned into a bloody mess.

It turned out that Feng Qianchen was flying in the sky before, and suddenly felt that the energy in his body was not enough, and he had to eat to replenish it, and then Feng Qianchen faintly noticed a seductive aura not far away.

Flying and flying, the body suddenly lacked energy, the wings disappeared, and Feng Qianchen "fallen from the sky".

And it happened that the hand ghost was made into a mat, so Feng Qianchen's body was not seriously injured, but the hand ghost was severely injured by the sudden "justice from heaven".

The more the ghost is seriously injured, the more crazy he will lose his mind, so the hand ghost still doesn't know what kind of consequences he is about to face.

"I'm disturbed, I'm not in a good mood..."

Hearing the clamoring voice of hand ghosts below, Feng Qianchen frowned and said to himself.

He stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Zhenmu's cheek, as if he was stroking a piece of warm jade, a treasure.

"Just stay here and wait for me to come back, okay?"

Feng Qianchen's voice was incomparably gentle, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with a smile on his face, and two fangs were faintly exposed when he spoke.

Zhenzhu was a little flustered, not knowing what to do next, and she didn't even know why she nodded in agreement with Feng Qianchen's request.

"Good boy……"

Rubbing Zhenzhu's head with his big hands, Feng Qianchen turned around slowly, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and turned into an expression like ice.

"Crack...knock..."

Twisting his neck left and right, Feng Qianchen's body made the sound of bones colliding. Looking at the hand ghost below, Feng Qianchen's voice seemed to be coming from under the Nine Netherworld, cold and suffocating.

"Chop Suey, tell me, how do you want to die?"

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(End of this chapter)