The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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Xiji looked at the Night King's back angrily, secretly stabbing him in the heart, what a pervert!

The Night King turned his head and looked at him as if he had sensed something. Looking at his angry look, he raised his lips with amusement and asked in a good mood: What, are you not convinced?

Xiji immediately put away the dissatisfaction on his face and shook his head like a rattle, showing that he was not at all unconvinced.

The Night King was so angry that he almost laughed when he saw him like this. Looking at his angry look, if he said no, he was probably the only one who believed it.

The Night King had a very pleasant night, so he did not dwell on the matter too much. He took Xiji back to his bedroom and told him to go to bed early.

Xiji has always been very timid towards the Night King and dared not resist his orders. Thinking that he had to get up early and travel tomorrow, he just went to bed obediently.

The Night King looked at the sleeping Xiji, took off his clothes and got on the bed, then he took the man into his arms and held him in his arms like a pillow, regardless of his struggles.

After midnight, almost at dawn, when everyone was sleeping soundly, a tile under the bed in their room was quietly moved, revealing a small gap. Then billowing yellow smoke came out from the gap, and it was not until half a quarter of an hour later that the yellow smoke disappeared completely.

Then, after another quarter of an hour, the gap gradually became larger, and a petite person crawled out from it.

The man crawled out from under the bed, looked at the two people sleeping in each other's arms through the bed curtains, sneered, and sighed that the Night King really liked his little pet, so it was just right for her to send them to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks.

She raised the dagger in her hand that was flashing with a cold light and stabbed at their necks. The moment she made a move, her arm was suddenly grabbed from behind.

Then a contemptuous voice came, as if it was very disdainful of what she did, and snorted coldly: Do you think that everything you have done is foolproof?

The moment Maggie heard this, she felt like she had fallen into an ice hole and could no longer move. Looking back, she saw that the person who was grabbing her was the man in white who usually followed the Night King.

Knowing who had caught her, Maggie turned around to look at the two people who should have been knocked unconscious by the drug. She saw that they were sitting on the bed staring at her, one indifferent and the other surprised.

Maggie was speechless for a moment. She had not expected that the foolproof method she had prepared would be seen through by them.

Xiji looked at the person being taken away. Even though her face was covered with black clothes and black cloth, he could still recognize that it was Maggie. Thinking of her future fate, Xiji sighed silently.

When Xiji finished sighing, Ye Wang had already put on his clothes and instructed him: Go find Mo Shu, we will leave directly at dawn.

When Xiji heard his words, he nodded without asking any questions. After watching him stride away, he got up, put on his clothes, and went to find Mo Shu under the escort of the guards.

The Night King came to the torture chamber and looked at the woman who had been stripped naked and hung on the torture device. He asked directly: The King of Qi's people?

Maggie gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Seeing this, the man in white shirt stepped forward and cut off one of her fingers. Maggie screamed, but the sound didn't last long as her mouth was blocked by a piece of smelly cloth.