Do you think I don't dare, or am I reluctant? The Demon Emperor's eyes have become sharp: Even though you are my granddaughter, it doesn't mean that I will be patient with you

Very good, anyway, I'm tired of being alive, and I've long wanted to die If you think you want to kill me, then I have to thank you (Supreme Mad Concubine: Ghost Doctor Fifth Miss Chapter 843).

A trace of disdain and sneer appeared at the corner of the Demon Emperor's mouth: If you are tired of being crooked, you can commit suicide, why bother to live here and pretend to die.

Whether it's pretending to be or not, you will know if you kill it

After finishing speaking, the lower part of his neck had been clamped by the Demon Emperor, and with a slight force on his fingertips, a tearing pain instantly came from under his neck.

Do you think I need to use some force to twist your head off?

Thank you very much

Mu Rourou showed no signs of struggling, even though it was a heart-rending pain, she still watched coldly.

It seemed that she was waiting for that final move.

The Demon Emperor's gaze locked on her eyes, and her fingertips gradually strengthened, and the slow pain made Mu Rourou tremble.

Suddenly

The corners of his lips opened into a deep smile, and his palm suddenly loosened, throwing down Mu Rourou.

After all, I will keep my Yun family's bloodline on you, and I will bypass you this time for the time being

Mu Rourou, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly closed her eyes, rubbed her neck in pain, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Putting death and resurrection is a risky move for her.

Only by putting one's own life and death aside can it be possible to pick up a life in the hands of this person and have the capital to negotiate.

This self-proclaimed grandfather obviously needs to give in on her own, so she is gambling.

Bet he won't kill himself for the time being.

And if she wants to have a foothold in front of him, she must tell him that she is not afraid of death, what else is she afraid of.

Although she knew that this man would not care so much about her life and death, but at the moment this was the only move she could take.

Mu Shenxiao's child must not fall into her hands.

The Demon Emperor's palm slowly grasped and released, the bones were distinct, the green tendons were rising, and he quietly released his anger.

After a long time, he finally smiled slowly.

How long has it been since you saw your mother and brother?

I repeated, Mu Rourou rubbed her neck and slowly raised her head: they are not my brother and mother

The Demon Emperor shook his head noncommittally and bowed slowly: Since you are so good, why do they still want to defend Mu Shenxiao's child, isn't that child the deepest pain for you? Don't you want him dead?

That dead word made Mu Rourou's heart twitch heavily, but her face was still indifferent and ruthless.

Whether he dies or not, it's my business that has nothing to do with you

Could it be that you have worked so hard to wait for an opportunity by Feng Chengcheng's side in order to make her pay for the pain of losing her child? And then raise that child on your own?

I said, the child is dead or alive now, and I have decided that even if he deserves to die, I will end him with my own hands, not hand it over to an outsider

Mu Rourou's eyes met the Demon Emperor's angry eyes without any fear.

Especially someone I don't trust

Well, the Demon Emperor finally took a step back and spread his hands: You say, how can I gain your trust?