"Am I guessing wrong? This is not a human skin mask?" Qian Jiyao pinched the cheeks of the ghost-faced man, and his brows furrowed.

"That's enough, let go of your hand!" The oppression emanating from the ghost-faced man's body was even worse, and the obviously monstrous anger, coupled with the reddened handsome face, made this momentum greatly reduced.

Qian Jiyao glanced at him fearlessly, and the moment he let go, he finally pinched it fiercely, and put it down after getting stuck with oil.

"I'm angry? I just touched you a few times, as for Miss Ben, I only touched you because I saw that you looked good, and if I changed it to someone else, I begged my aunt and grandmother, and I still didn't bother to touch it!" he pouted, really disdainful.

The ghost-faced man's original anger was surging, but after hearing this, he couldn't get angry anymore.

When he said this, it seemed that he had been touched by her, and it had become his honor, hehe......

There was a feeling of anger and laughter in my heart, and the sense of oppression that emanated from it was virtually half gone.

"Little girl, you have a lot of guts. "She is still the first person who dares to do this to him and do it on his face.

"It's not a big deal, well, it's a little bit. Qian Jiyao stared at the handsome face in front of him, stared at his eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand again, wanting to touch the red eyes.

When his hand was halfway out, the ghost-faced man's eyes narrowed coldly, "Don't provoke me again and again, the consequences are not something you can bear!"

The voice full of murderous aura made Qian Jiyao's hand suddenly stop in front of his eyes.

The index finger bent and eventually retracted.

"If you don't touch it, you won't touch it, stingy. "Don't look at this man who is now subject to her, but who knows if he has a trick, a killer or something?

Unhappily, he pushed at the ghost-faced man, fell straight backwards, slammed into the wall of the carriage, and sat down.

The man let out a soft "um", his sharp red eyes were dyed with a layer of blurry color, and the smell of blood in the carriage suddenly became stronger.

"Yo, look at this serious wound, stab it in the chest for half an inch, and your little life will be explained. When Qian Jiyao was confronting the ghost-faced man, he could see that he was injured, and the push just now naturally pulled his wound and aggravated Mimi's injury.

The black clothes on his chest were wet with blood and stuck to his chest, and the punctured clothes were spilling red viscous blood from Libobo.

Obviously the injury was extremely serious, the blood flowed profusely, and the pale face on his face turned pale, but the man still maintained his composure.

This is a character, if he is given a chance, I am afraid that this person is not the overlord of the world, and he is destined to become a generation of heroes!

"Tell me, who the hell are you?" As long as he wasn't the ghost prince, she might be kind enough to save his life.

The ghost-faced man pursed his lips, not at all meaning to speak.

Qian Jiyao clasped his hands around his chest, and he didn't give him a glance out of the corner of his eyes, don't say it, if you can go, you can go, it's her business to die, and she didn't kill her.

Just as he was thinking about how to throw the man out of the carriage, several exclamations were heard from far and near.

"Hurry back home, the prince has been stabbed, hurry!"

"Catch the assassin, he's wounded and can't run far!"

"Check, check it all for the official, don't let go of any of the people with masks, check quickly!"