Chapter 173: The Flower Thief 1

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Stunning Mad Concubine: The Ghost King's Divine Doctor's Favorite Concubine, Chapter 173 Flower Picking Thief 1

At this time, there was silence in the Thousand Phases Mansion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info on the cricket

A black shadow fell from the window into the room like a ghost, and without the slightest sound under his feet, he went straight to the carved wooden bed.

Under the high raised quilt, Qianjiyao was sleeping maturely.

A dagger flickered in the night, and the man raised the knife in his hand, and quickly stabbed it neatly under the quilt, this knife stabbed the weakest heart of the human body.

However, at the moment when the man stabbed him, the man suddenly stiffened, reached out and quickly lifted the quilt, and a stream of powder in the quilt suddenly rushed towards the man's pavement.

The man reflexively took two steps back, but he still inhaled some medicinal powder, and he was hit! Looking at the bed again, the dagger was just a pillow, and there was no trace of Qianjiyao at all!

"Are you looking for me?" Qianjiyao's voice came faintly from behind, and the man turned around vigilantly.

I only heard the crunching sound of wood, and the wheelchair gradually rolled out of the corner, and the person sitting on it was none other than the man who couldn't find Qianjiyao!

"In the middle of the night, Your Excellency doesn't sleep, and comes to me to play with knives, but it's very dangerous. Qian Jiyao didn't have the slightest fear, but there was a hint of joke in her words.

The man didn't say a word, and even the emotions around him didn't even fluctuate a little, so without saying a word, he attacked Qianjiyao directly.

Qian Jiyao didn't know if she was scared stupid, or what, she actually sat there and watched the man stab at her, and she didn't move!

Seeing that the dagger was about to attack in front of Qian Jiyao, the dagger suddenly stuck in the air, and he couldn't get an inch further.

Even the man holding the dagger maintained the action of attacking, as if he was frozen, and fixed there.

"Why don't you move? Come on, keep killing me, I'm right in front of you, come on." Qian Jiyao held her chin in one hand, and was not afraid of death and provoked the man playfully.

The man's hand holding the dagger had already pinched the green tendons, but his body still couldn't move forward a little, and the empty voice was flat even at this moment: "You make poison." ”

Listening to this voice, Qianjiyao goosebumps rose, and she always felt weird, "I don't like people pointing knives at me." "Even if there is no threat to her, I don't like it.

The two pinched the tips of the daggers and pushed forward, and the man suddenly fell backwards, and was easily knocked to the ground by her.

Seeing the man lying on the ground and struggling with bruised muscles, Qian Jiyao said coldly: "Don't waste your strength, with the amount you just inhaled, you won't be able to move for another two hours." And two hours is enough time for me to ask what I want to ask. ”

"Now, why don't you come and tell me, who sent you to kill me?" As soon as Qianjiyao's words were asked, he saw the man's eyes glaring, and Qianjiyao suddenly secretly screamed that it was not good, and the silver needle in his hand had not had time to pierce the man's acupoint, and the man lying on the ground was loosened and died......

Qian Jiyao's hand holding the silver needle stiffened in the air, took a deep breath, and threw the silver needle against the wall as if venting.

Damn! Before she could ask, she actually took poison and died!

Qianjiyao didn't care about the man's death in the slightest, what she cared about was the man's resolute and resolute action, which was determined to kill himself, this kind of desperate attempt to complete the task, and if it couldn't be completed, he would never reveal half a word, which could only be done by a killer cultivated in the organization.

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