What he's heard today!

The "witch" trembled all over.

After saying what he wanted to say, Horson left the cell with the fresh blood of the witch and was satisfied, this time it was really foolproof!

Whether it's an elixir or a potion potion, it's all his!

Then the witch is really useless.

He took some powder out of his pocket and handed it to the two jailers, "This is the medicine I recently researched that can completely dispose of the witch, you can feed her." ”

The jailers hesitated, and the smiling jailer asked, "Do you want to report to His Majesty the King first?" ”

Horsant chuckled disdainfully: "Will His Majesty the King shelter an evil witch?" Besides," he glanced at the two of them, "I brought someone to catch the witch, and I should have the final say on what to do with it." ”

As soon as he left, the two jailers whispered, "Don't you think Master Hoscent is a little weird?" Just now, it was like saying that His Majesty couldn't control him, should we feed this medicine or not? ”

The two of them are distressed here, the fat tyrant in the cell has been struggling violently since he knew his fate, he doesn't want to die, especially not to die so inexplicably!

But every time those two came in, they would bring those damn earplugs, and no matter what he shouted, they couldn't hear them at all!

The smiling jailer suddenly said to the one with a straight face, "I'll send Master Hocent." ”

As soon as he went out, he transformed into Hosant, and within a few steps he met a sweaty, smiling jailer running towards him.

"Great, Master! How did you get here? ”

Yan Ruyu learned Horson's tone and said, "The witch doesn't have to stay, I have already given the medicine to your companion to solve her, go and dispose of her." ”

The smile of the smiling jailer froze: "This matter, shouldn't I ask the top first?" ”

After all, they belong to His Majesty the King.

Master Horcent, is this an overreach?

"Boy," Yan Ruyu said with a stinky face, "It's your honor to let you do something for me, don't be embarrassed!" ”

The smiling jailer sank his face......

After returning to the cell, his companion asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?" What did Master Hoscent say again? ”

The smiling jailer snorted: "I really misjudged him before!" ”

The fat tyrant felt that he had really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and he would still have this inexplicable thing, why did he provoke the witch in the first place?

Honestly hold the gold coins to eat, should eat, should play, don't you have it?

What do you have to do here to get into trouble with that witch? It's okay now, I haven't found other people's troubles, but I'm so bad that I'm so bad that I may lose my life soon!

The fat tyrant sighed sadly: "Aunt Witch, I was wrong, I don't dare to trouble you anymore, if I can have a chance to survive today, I swear with all my gold coins, I will never dare to be disrespectful to you in the future, if someone dares to say that the witch is not good in front of me, I will be the first to smoke him!" ”

After saying that, he shed tears of despair, where did it come from, Hostant even had the poison ready, he should have a burp in a while, right?

After sighing in one breath, the fat tyrant suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and the two jailers who happened to come in to deliver the meal screamed, and sat on the ground in fright, the person in front of him was obviously a witch jade color just now, how could he become that tyrant fat man in the blink of an eye?

With the earbuds, they couldn't hear the sound, they could only see the fat man's mouth open and close, and the smiling jailer thought about it and decisively removed the earbuds.

"Why are you here? What about witches? ”

The fat tyrant has too much to say now: "I was here eight hundred years ago!" ”