Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"I ..." King Chu suddenly stunned God, his thoughts turned in his head, no matter how stupid it was to understand the truth of the matter, it turned out that the person he trusted most was the one who betrayed him and put him to death. No, it should be said that from the beginning he was the insider who Wang Jinnan inserted in front of him, but he did not use his own talents. He laughed frantically and said with a smile, "Seven emperors, I didn't expect that you really tried hard to get rid of us. It seems that you are staring at this throne, how about it? When are you going to remove the prince? Hahaha! "

"Junk! Actually talking nonsense here!" The emperor was furious and roared loudly, "Li Hongquan, intending, King Chu spread rumors, insulted the royal majesty, caused the people to ****, deprived the title of the grandfather, and took Dali Temple No intention, no one is allowed to visit. "

"Yes, emperor." Li Hongquan responded lightly. He had seen all the defeats of the king and he just felt a little regretful. The glitzy life would be spent in prison.

"Hahaha! You have killed so many people and hurt your brothers, you will have retribution, you will have retribution, hahaha." King Chu stood up and laughed wildly, Tears burst into tears, and this time he lost a mess and lost everything.

"Bring this mule down!" The emperor quickly ordered the guards to stay in fear that the King Chu would say something shocking. When King Chu's unscrupulous laughter disappeared in the hall, the emperor thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "At noon tomorrow, a fire sacrifice will be held in the central square and the demon star will be executed."

"Emperor Shengming, my emperor live long live long live long live." Baiguan nodded in unison, saying in unison. The emperor sighed heavily, and suddenly seemed to be a teenager, turned around, and walked out of the hall.

At noon the next day, a shelf for fire offerings had been put up on the central square of Beijing. Luo Qingrou was tied to the shelf and gave out a sultry laughter, which echoed for a long time. The central square was already full of crowds. The emperor was here in person, and the long-lost state teacher performed the fire festival in person.

"The hour has come, Master, please." The child who had been waiting for the Master in the Emperor's Tomb looked at the corona, walked to the Master, and whispered to remind him.

"Um." The teacher nodded, stepped forward, first made some deployments around the shelf, then put on the magic weapon, opened the most distance, chanted in his mouth, the torch rose out of thin air, and then fell Above the firewood, the blazing fire was burning, and Luo Qingrou's wooden shelf began to burn, but Luo Qingrou on the shelf did not show any trace of burns, and still smiled proudly there.

"Guo Shi, what's going on?" The emperor was surprised when he saw this, and hurried forward to ask.

"The Emperor Qilu, this evil evil is too grievous, ordinary flames cannot burn it, and it needs the three flavors of real fire that can burn the soul before it can be completely killed." The master frowned, taking two steps back and heading towards the emperor. Arch, said respectfully.

"Hahaha, are you looking for this? Hahaha." Before the words of the Master had been finished, the proud laughter interrupted him, the fire under the shelf became more pure, and the white flames burned everything, Luo Qingrou's body also began to scorch slowly, and the wanton laughter became distorted and mournful. At last, he screamed in pain, with the most vicious curse in his mouth. The fire was burned for half an hour before it went out. Luo Qingrou's body slowly turned into ashes, and together with the wooden frame and woodpile that supported her, it became dust. It wasn't until she was completely reduced to ashes that the white flame disappeared.