Chapter 1299

The God of war of the Empire, general Anderson, is haunted.

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Su Kui is light footed, like a cat, walking in the gorgeous corridor of the imperial palace. There are masterpieces hanging on both sides. On the walls, each of them is carved with pompous patterns. In luxury, it is full of erosion and delicacy, but it is full of dead spirit.

The royal family is not as popular as ever.

Gradually, they were reduced to furnishings.

-Su Kui's powerful mental power is enough to make her hypnotize anyone, mentally, weaker than her. So, along the way, she walked in a fair way. The guards, seeing her face as Julia's face, saluted her respectfully.

Walking all the way to the old king's bedroom, she wandered around like a ghost. The more she walked in, the less people she saw.

Finally found, Su Kui eyes light slightly a dark, a silver flash, she pasted in the door, closed eyes, with the spirit of invasion into.

The psychic probe quickly fed her a picture.

It's amazing.

The old king's emaciated body was bent, and his old form was all obvious, more like he was ten years old than he had seen before.

He knelt on the ground and bowed his haughty head to a man in bodyguard uniform.

"Lord Patton, please give me another magic medicine! I will be faithful to Lord Felix! " The old king asked humbly.

Su Kui's eyes light, hold your breath, listen carefully.

The man's appearance is very ordinary, belonging to the type that can't be seen in the crowd. Because of this, it is easier to hide.

"That medicine, my lord..."

"Oh..."

Before he finished speaking, the old king jerked his body and fell on the carpet. His face was twisted, his hands clung to his chest, his mouth was open to the curve that human beings could hardly reach, and he gasped for breath.

"Medicine, give me medicine..."

He stretched out his skinny hand and tried his best to hold the hem of the man's clothes called Barton. His voice was hoarse as if he had been squeezed out of a broken bellows. His face was thin and yellow. "Lord Barton, please, I and I will obey you and give me medicine..."

The man hooked his purplish lips, and his evil eyes glowed with red light. He stepped back two steps and left half of the potion. "Lord Felix thinks you are not good at things, so this time, only half of the potion is needed. If you don't get rid of Anderson as soon as possible, you may die! "

The old king did not care about anything else. He jumped up like a hungry wolf, quickly opened the cork of the medicine bottle, opened his mouth and poured the medicine into his mouth, as if the whole man had survived.

The withered and shriveled skin swelled again, and the blue and purple of his eyes disappeared. He rocked up from the ground and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. "Yes, I, I will soon!"

"Hum! Finally, I want to remind you that, Lord Felix, for those who are not good at doing things, they always wipe them out directly. You can do it yourself! "

"I see. I will never make such a mistake again. Please ask Lord Patton to say something nice for me in front of Lord Felix. Please!" The old king grabbed a handful of jewels and shoved them into Barton's hand, pleading humbly.

Patton looked at the precious jewels in his hand, then he raised his lips and smiled, "well, I will, and you should do it as soon as possible!"

After that, he stepped forward, opened the door, cautiously looked out for a while, and saw that no one noticed, so he walked out in a big way.