Chapter 1861 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (42)

"You can say everything bad about him. If I leave him, I will lose." She nodded slightly, her eyes firm and without any hesitation.

Although she only has a 50% favorability rating, after such a long time, she has learned to accept love and also learned to give love.

She knew all about Nan Yisheng's kindness to her. Even if he didn't have a 100% favorable impression, she had never been confused.

Even though she knew he did have secrets, secrets that couldn't be told.

"Okay, okay--" In an instant, Mu Hanche said three hellos in a row, put down his sword and strode to her side. Dao, who held her wrist, pressed it firmly against the wall, looking at him with indifference and anger. He looked at her and said, "Do you know why I asked you to go to Nanzhao to kill him?"

Luo Qingchen frowned, trying to break away but found that Mu Hanche's strength was extremely heavy, and it was useless to struggle directly.

She didn't want to alert the guards outside the door, so she had no choice but to remain in a stalemate. But there was no response to Mu Hanche. He only saw him saying in the next second: "If he doesn't die, you will."

It had to be said that Mu Hanche's nine simple words really shocked her heart.

She trembled and managed to calm her breathing. She clenched her fists slightly and said calmly: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"Nan Yisheng will definitely be the king of Nanzhao in the future, but you are the only saint who can save Nanzhao from the curse of the Heavenly Spirit Flower Array." Mu Hanche looked at her panicked eyes and said coldly He smiled and said: "You don't know yet! Your name is not Xiaochen. Your original name is Luo and your first name is Qingchen."

She naturally knew that her name was Luo Qingchen, but she didn't know that she was actually the saint of the Witch Clan.

Now I think of what the aunt named Luo Xin said that day in the main hall. The saint of the witch clan had disappeared long ago. I didn't expect it to be her...

"So what!" She pursed her lips and raised her eyes and said, "Even if I am a saint of the Witch Clan, it doesn't mean that I will die if he doesn't die."

"Do you think the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Nanzhao are more important to Nan Yisheng, or are you more important?" Mu Hanche shook his head, with a glint in his eyes, and said disdainfully: "Do you think you are a stranger? What is the reason why a woman can become a princess without any status in Nanzhao Kingdom? "

"..." Luo Qingchen frowned tightly and was stunned.

In fact, she knew very well what kind of person Mu Hanche was. He was cruel and perverse, cold and ruthless, and he never blinked when he killed someone.

Whether it's an enemy or a secret guard that I personally trained...

But...he won't lie.

Everything he said was probably true. Even if she was resisting in her heart, it was of no use.

"Your eyes seem to have understood the reason." Mu Hanche chuckled, slowly released her wrist and said: "Because your husband Nan Yisheng must have told King Nan a long time ago about your identity. Fang, the saint of the Witch Clan It can break the curse of Tianling Flower Array every four hundred years.”

At this moment, she was confused...

No matter how strong her heart was, she could not suddenly accept this fact. She was really panicked.

"Miss Luo Qingchen, I can tell you one more thing." Mu Hanche looked at her trembling eyes and said with a hint of confidence in his eyebrows: "You must not know how powerful he is in martial arts. Man! It is said that the crown prince of Nanzhao is as weak as a scholar, but in fact, you and I are no match for him."

"Stop talking..." She closed her eyes and said with a trembling voice: "I still believe in him. Even if he didn't tell me anything, he didn't lie to me."

"Then how about giving it a try? I really want to know if the world's best master will take action to save you."