Chapter 560: Don't Dirty Your Hands

Hua Zhizhi's face looked hideous with anger, and she roared angrily: "Come on, kill her for Mrs. Ben, I want to make this little slut worse than death......"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the internal force on his body that had been suppressed by the medicine recovered at an astonishing speed.

"Obey the orders of the palace master. ”

With the words of the flowers and branches, a large number of young women in the underground palace came up from all around, they were uniformly dressed in white, each beautiful as a flower, everyone held a sword in their hands, and surrounded Su Bangyue in the middle without leaving a way out.

Since the beginning of the dark dust came to the underground palace, because Hua Zhizhi had an order, these women did not dare to approach him casually, so they could only sneak a few glances at him from a distance, even so, the stunning face still made many women lose their hearts and souls, but in front of Hua Zhizhi, they never dared to show it.

The sharp blade of the sword pierced through the sky, and countless long swords stabbed straight at Su Bangyue, as if they wanted to stab her into a hedgehog.

Su Wanyue's sleeves were flipped, and the dagger had appeared in her hand, but before she could make a move, someone moved faster than hers.

Her body suddenly fell into an embrace, the man's thin lips were close to her ear, he blew softly, and said with a low smile: "Let me come! Don't dirty Yue'er's hands." ”。

"Good ......" smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on his body, Su Bangyue smiled and hugged his neck and nested in his arms.

"Even the women of the deity dare to move, who borrowed your courage?"

Countless women in white were injured by his palm wind, and they fell from mid-air, and their long swords fell everywhere, and the blood in their mouths sprayed on the ground, like a bewitching blood mist.

They lay on the ground in embarrassment, looking up at the handsome god-like man, and under his cold and dazzling gaze, they actually gave them a sense of self-shame, as if the other party was a god on high, and they were just a group of insignificant ants.

And if God wants to pinch an ant to death, it is only the moment when he raises his hand.

"Young master, this woman is disrespectful to the palace master, and we are just acting on orders. One of the women looked at the man with a terrifying murderous look on his face.

On the ground, another woman in white had a tear in the corner of her eye, looking at the face of the first dust that would fascinate all women in the world......

Her stunning face was the most prominent among the women in white, and she had always been very conceited about her beauty.

So, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and persuaded pitifully: "Yes, young master, Su Bangyue is just a woman, and the palace master is the biological mother of the young master, there can be many women of the young master, but ...... But the young master's mother is only one, and she ...... Ah......h

Before the woman in white could finish her words, her voice stopped suddenly, and she let out a scream, looking down in disbelief at the long sword that had sunk into her heart, and then at the man who gracefully withdrew his right foot.

With a bang, the woman in white fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

"You deserve her name as a?" looked at the corpse, the man smiled evilly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Cold, bone-chilling, this is the voice of all the women in white present, it is too late to be afraid of him at this time, how dare you continue to fantasize about him?

Regardless of Hua Zhizhi's ugly face, Su Bangyue's actions became more and more intimate, she wrapped one finger around a strand of long hair in front of him, and gently poked his chest with the other hand, "Your peach blossoms are quite prosperous......