The vicious character collapses in front of the villain husband

Qing Qiao was originally guarding outside the hall. Upon hearing the sound, he immediately broke into the room and was beside Mu Xiaoxi in a flash, responding in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Mu Xiaoxi was slightly stunned. She was just talking to scare the hesitant Mu Ying, but she didn't expect that she would actually call a loyal little guard.

Qingqiao's original form is a willow tree, which is most useful for beating people, so he was ordered to follow his original body since he was a child and be a tool that can be used at any time, um... a tool tree.

Qingqiao's right arm transformed, and he was about to swing out a tree branch as thick as his wrist.

Mu Ying was frightened by Mu Xiaoxi, and when he saw Qing Qiao again, he knew that he would be punished again this time. His body swayed, and he could no longer hold on, and he fainted on the ground with a bang.

"Qingqiao, count..."

Mu Xiaoxi secretly found it funny to see Mu Ying faint, but the words she wanted to shout to Qingqiao to stop got stuck in her throat and stopped abruptly.

In front of her, a sharp air blade suddenly passed by, cutting off Qingqiao's entire arm and even slicing off half of his shoulder.

Mu Huo's eyes seemed to be burning with will-o'-the-wisp fire, his pair of dark green vertical pupils were as cold as black ice. He passed by Qingqiao and looked straight at Mu Xiaoxi.

"Who dares to touch him?"

Mu Xiaoxi rushed up and slapped Mu Huo hard without even thinking.

"Bastard!"

Qingqiao is such an honest little demon. You are like sharpening a pencil, you just short of cutting off half of his head!

Hiss, but my hand hurts.

Were you impulsive just now?

It was indeed impulsive, but it was consistent with his character.

Mu Xiaoxi's sharp nails scratched five shallow bloody marks on Mu Huo's face, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up and he smiled coldly.

Qing Qiao stepped forward and stood beside Mu Xiaoxi, guarding against Mu Huo.

【Beep! 】

[Villain resentment value +4]

[Villain resentment value +6]

The resentment value climbed by 10 points, which inexplicably encouraged Mu Xiaoxi. She raised her eyebrows, like a femme fatale, and slowly spoke: "Who dares to touch him? Oh, poor our little prince, he is still young and can't tell the difference between medicine and poison, or between relatives and enemies."

Mu Huo put away the sneer on his face, the coldness in his eyes was as real as substance, and he said indifferently: "Please tell me clearly, Madam."

"Okay." Mu Xiaoxi picked up a dagger inlaid with emeralds and said, "Cheng Ming, hand over the medicine you brought from the little prince's bedroom."

Mu Xiaoxi looked at the finger marks on Mu Huo's face that she had made, and walked slowly towards him: "The truth is inevitably accompanied by pain, Your Highness, are you still willing to know?"

Mu Huo lowered his eyes and looked at the dagger in Mu Xiaoxi's hand, acquiescing.

Mu Xiaoxi appeared to be neither hurried nor slow, but she moved her wrist slightly, and swung the dagger towards the five finger marks like she was cutting a cake.

Don't hesitate or doubt, a villain has to go through these things before he can become a villain!

Without love, he will only become a cold person, which is far from enough. Only by giving him endless hatred, wiping out the only light in his life, crushing his pride, trampling on his precious people, and abandoning the things he cherishes, can he become a qualified villain and carry the banner of the villain role in a book.

Mu Huo did not dodge at all, but stared at Mu Xiaoxi with cold eyes, watching her use the knife to cut the scars on her face one by one, deepening them one by one.

Mu Xiaoxi adjusted her state and teased in a cold and sweet tone: "Five finger marks, five bottles of healing medicine, what a coincidence, here, hand over the medicine."

Cheng Ming heard that the second half of the sentence was an order to him, so he walked forward trembling in his heart, extremely hesitant whether to wipe the blood off His Majesty the Demon King.

The wounds were so deep that the blood flowed from the face to the neck...

"One bottle of healing medicine is used for each finger mark. Let's see if Your Highness can tell which bottle is poisonous."

Mu Huo's eyes flickered slightly as he felt Mu Xiaoxi apply the medicine on each wound with her soft and slightly cool fingertips.

Applying wound medicine on the wound would aggravate the pain, making it pungent and unbearable, and then it would feel slightly cool. Among these five wounds, one wound felt slightly different from the other four. If it hadn't been told in advance that there was something wrong with these bottles of wound medicine, it would have been almost impossible to detect.

Mu Huo looked coldly at Mu Ying's personal maid Cheng Ming: "Were these medicines taken out from the little prince's bedroom?"

"Yes, I followed the Queen's orders and searched for it from the young prince's bedroom." Cheng Ming lowered his head and replied, thinking that the fullest bottle of medicine was still tightly held in the young prince's hand, and it had to be pried open with great force.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw the Demon King reach out and take away the fullest bottle of medicine.

Mu Huo put the medicine bottle under his nose and sniffed it gently. The bottle still had the smell of his own blood and the unique scent of Mu Ying's baby milk.

It was an innovative medicine that I snatched from the pharmacy yesterday.

But how did this woman know everything?

Knowing everything, he still allowed others to poison Mu Ying? Or was it all directed and acted out by himself?

The fox clan has yet to completely eradicate the python clan, perhaps because they are concerned about their reputation as demons, or perhaps they have other plans behind the scenes. He could just kill this woman, but the fox clan will not let Mu Ying go. The world is so big, where can a little python like him hide?

Mu Huo thought coldly, but slowly released his clenched fist, "Please, Madam, protect the little prince."

Mu Xiaoxi raised her voice in a serious tone: "Oh? You come to beg me with your lowly status?"

Mu Huo lowered his head, hiding his cold eyes, knelt down and whispered devoutly: "The little prince is young, and the clan is in turmoil. If the queen hadn't told the truth today, I'm afraid someone would succeed. Please protect the little prince."

Mu Xiaoxi snorted coldly, then stepped on Mu Huo's shoulder, forcibly bending Mu Huo's straight back into a kneeling position.

"Who do you think you are? It's fun to smoke with the little prince. It would be better if you die in my hands. It would be a pity to die at the hands of an irrelevant person. Your Highness the Demon King, cure this little thing, otherwise, I will kill you as well."

Mu Xiaoxi stepped on Mu Huo's thin shoulders twice more, and finally gave him a light kick, discarding him like a worn-out shoe, "Go away."

The system prompts sounded at the same time.

【Beep! 】

[Complete the mission: Watch someone die without helping 01]

[Congratulations to the host for gaining Combat Power +1, Charm +10]

【Current numerical statistics】

[Villain resentment value: 40 (the sea of ​​hatred is hard to fill)]

【Charm: 70】

【Combat strength: 13】

[Weapon: Fuxi Qin has half of its string broken]

Mu Huo kept his head down, which made his nose look more like a peak and his lips look more thin. After listening to what Mu Xiaoxi said, he just responded indifferently.

Cheng Ming didn't dare to breathe, his eyes trembled and he didn't dare to look around, he wished he was a transparent person.

In the past, I only knew that the Demon King had no power and was in name only, but I didn't expect that the Fox Clan would trample on him like this. What's more, they were originally husband and wife, but now they don't show any mercy to him at all.

Cheng Ming didn't dare to think too much. He picked up the little prince who had fainted on the ground and followed the Demon King away.

After leaving the hall, Lan Ming and Jiang Ming came over, suppressed their cries of surprise, and hurriedly handed a handkerchief to Mu Huo to wipe the blood off his face.

The three of them had been serving Her Royal Highness the Princess Mu Zhen since they were young, but because Her Royal Highness the Demon King and the Little Prince did not have any careful and reliable maids around them, Mu Zhen ordered the three of them to serve.

His Majesty the Demon King did not keep anyone around him and only let the three of them serve the little prince.

The three of them followed Mu Huo all the way to the little prince's bedroom.

Cheng Ming held the little prince's soft little body in his arms, feeling more and more sorry for the kind-hearted little prince. After thinking it over, he felt that the Demon King had no way to cure the poison, and that he would have to be executed together with the others in the end.

What will the python tribe do then? The princess was even more confused. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness the Demon King, do you have a way to cure the poison of the little prince?"

Mu Huo turned his cold eyes towards Cheng Ming and asked, "When did she ask you to get the medicine? Tell me the whole story."

Cheng Ming had no choice but to repeat himself. Mu Huo then asked if they heard any suspicious noise last night. Cheng Ming and Jiang Ming both shook their heads.

Lan Ming also shook his head and said, "Last night, as usual, we couldn't accompany the little prince to pick fresh fruits. We could only wait for the little prince to come back. After you left, nothing else happened."

"Okay, let's go down."

Cheng Ming and the other two nodded, settled Mu Ying down on the couch, and then left.

Mu Ying woke up a little and looked at Mu Huo with half-opened eyes: "Dad, what's wrong with me? I feel like I haven't slept for a long time. I'm so sleepy."

Mu Huo covered him with a blanket and said, "The bottle of medicine last night was poisonous. Did you use it?"

"It didn't work. I just sniffed it a few times... and then I slept with it in my arms. How could it be poisonous?"

Mu Huo didn't want to hide it, "Someone wants to kill you."

Mu Ying was horrified, but then regained some clarity, "Why? Are the people in the pharmacy trying to kill me?"

Mu Huo was silent.

The person on duty in the pharmacy was indeed a member of the Python clan.

The fox tribe brought by Mu Xiaoxi only formed a guard team, and they used force to confine the python tribe in the name of protection, but the pharmacy, bookstore, and dining hall were still the same as usual, and all of them were members of the python tribe.

But, what about the clan members? When I was in the cold palace, I was already accustomed to these people's law of the jungle and bullying. These clan members may not be much more reliable than outsiders. There are many idiots who are willing to work for others for some spirit stones, but they don't think that the death of the little prince will bring more harm to him.

But that was definitely not a low-class or ordinary poison. It was very likely used by the fox tribe. Otherwise, how could I not notice it? I almost...

There was a hint of coldness in Mu Huo's eyes.

That woman directed and acted out the whole thing herself, just wanting to kill someone with a borrowed knife and let the python tribe kill each other.

What does it matter?

He didn't mind being her knife to clean up the python clan.

It doesn't matter if I'm being used. In fact, what's wrong with killing all the pythons?

But in the end, I have to kill her myself.

Seeing that Mu Huo ignored him, Mu Ying wiped away his tears and tried to stop himself from crying, but he felt sadder the more he thought about it.

Study hard and memorize every day, and learn everything you need to know.

His Highness, like the monarch, shoulders the mission of benefiting the people, and he has never been lazy. Perhaps it is because he has too much to learn, so he is a little slow, but why should he be killed by poison?

"Daddy, nowadays, even living is hard? I don't want to be a little prince anymore!"

Mu Ying's voice was originally a baby voice, and now with her strong nasal tone she sounds more like a little baby.

There was a moment of tenderness in Mu Huo's eyes, and he sighed softly, "We can't help it. Does your injury still hurt?"

Mu Ying was totally defenseless, and shook her head with tears in her eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Oh?" Mu Huo raised his narrow eyes slightly and looked at Mu Ying. "You didn't feel any pain last night even though you didn't use any medicine? Your skin was torn apart by the whip, why didn't you apply any medicine but just held her to sleep? Mu Ying."

Mu Ying's chubby face trembled before she realized that she had let the cat out of the bag. She looked at Mu Huo with wide eyes.

"explain."

Mu Ying looked at Mu Huo’s cold face and took a breath secretly. It’s over, father is really angry!

"But, but mother said that she would kill anyone who knew about this. I can't tell you, father..."

Mu Huo checked the wound without saying anything.

However, there was no scar at all on Mu Ying's small back and limbs.

It was as if all the pain I had endured for so long was gone.