The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 335 The Noble Little Slave of Her Majesty Ice 40
The muscular man glared at him angrily, turned his head, and faced Aklandi directly.

The trembling arrogance of the muscular man dissipated instantly, and he stepped forward with a smile: "Your Highness, you, why didn't you go in?"

Emperor Aklan looked at him lightly, and touched his lips lightly: "What did you say, young master?"

The muscular man froze, and he was in a bad mood. He chuckled, scratched his head, and looked sloppy: "It's Master Kelan, Your Highness, you must have misheard just now."

Emperor Yaklan didn't speak, just looked at him with ice-blue eyes.

It took two seconds for the muscular man to react.

The annoyance of gritting her teeth in secret, damn it!His Highness obviously only mentioned the Young Master, but didn't say anything about the Poor Young Master at all.Where did he know that His Highness heard wrong?
Emperor Aclan turned around and continued walking forward.

The muscular man breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could fully exhale this breath, he heard a whisper as cold as the night floating in the distance: "Let me hear such words next time, and you don't have to follow me."

The muscular man tensed up and shouted nervously: "Yes!"

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There was a crisp sound of leather shoes hitting the floor.

The footsteps are sonorous and powerful, which is very different from the frivolous and frivolous voice in the past.

The maid and the butler turned their heads in unison, and the moment their eyes met the visitor, their eyes widened.

Thump thump!There were sounds of people kneeling down in unison, accompanied by a horrified trembling voice: "Ah, His Highness Emperor Aklan!"

They lowered their heads and curled up their hands uneasily. Thinking of the hellish scene indoors, they felt their hands and feet were cold, and their breathing was difficult and rapid.

"Where are they?" Emperor Aklan looked down at them, still expressionless, as if no one in this world could catch his eyes.

Everyone was trembling all over, but no one spoke, their foreheads hit the ground with big drops, and the knuckles of their fingers turned white from the force.

"Say." The cold, calm voice made everyone tremble.

The old butler swallowed his saliva, raised his head tremblingly, looked at the god-like person in front of him, his voice was almost weak: "Then, the young master who was captured by the young master, is, is..."

Facing the cold eyes of Emperor Aklan, the old butler lowered his head hastily, and quickly stretched out his finger, pointing to the room behind him: "Where is it..."

Aklandi raised his legs and walked towards the room.

Not long after he left, the others fell limply to the ground.

It's over... Master Albert is gone. They have done so many things with Master Albert, and the end will definitely not be easy...

Arriving at the door, Emperor Yaklan opened the door with a slight movement of his hand. What he imagined in his mind was Lan Yao glaring at him resentfully and arrogantly, complaining about why he came so slowly.

However, the moment the door opened, Emperor Yaklan's blood froze.

He was completely frozen in place, and the veins all over his neck, forehead, and back of his hands suddenly exploded.

The pupils vibrated violently, the icy blue eyes fell into a messy collapse, and the whole person appeared in a state of imbalance.

The bloodless person on the bed, his face was as white as a cicada's wing, but his whole body was almost completely soaked in red blood.

It's like a vivid, bloody, creepy picture of a "beauty coming out of the bath".

"bump!"

The hand clenched into a fist slammed on the wall dully.

Centered on his fist, the wall exploded into flower-like cracks.

The oppressive and breathless air made the muscular man's heart shiver tremblingly when he just entered the room.

What... what's wrong?
(End of this chapter)