Chapter 172: Kill Her
โbiedong๏ผโ However, no sooner had her fingers touched the corner of the mask than she heard a stiff, cold voice coming from behind her, followed by a black sword across her neck, and she felt a piercing coldness.
Then, with a slight force from the man's hand, a slight pain came from her neck, and the man pierced her skin, and blood oozed out and ran down her slender white neck.
Her hands flickered, her eyes flashed, and there were still people?
"Turn around!" The man with the sword commanded solemnly.
Su Yueming closed her eyes, clenched the fist in her sleeve lightly, and slowly turned around-
She saw a handsome young man with a cold face standing behind her, looking at her eyes without the slightest warmth.
Su Yueming was not flustered and uneasy, how could a person who had already died once be afraid of this sword around his neck?
The second life was originally just an accident for her, and she didn't care too much about her luck or her life.
And what she has to think about now is how to get the unconscious man out of danger, he is unconscious, and she is obviously not this person's opponent.
Then, there is only one way to outwit.
Thinking about it, her eyes were fixed, and she asked, "Who's coming?" โ
The indifferent man's eyes showed a look of surprise, and at the same time there was some appreciation, the little girl in front of her, in the face of his cold sword and coercion, actually did not have the slightest fluster, this calm and calm demeanor has completely surpassed her age.
"Yinglie, stop it, Hugh is rude!" At this time, a figure quickly flashed in from outside the house, rushed to Su Yueming's face, grabbed the black sword between his fingers, and secretly used force on his fingertips to flick the black sword away.
"Lengru?" Su Yueming looked at the person who came, and also found that the person with the sword and Leng Ru knew each other, so ...... She glanced at the men with their eyes closed, they were all at his command.
"If it weren't for her, the master wouldn't have been poisoned!" Ying Lie looked at Su Yueming's eyes, full of cold hostility, as if he wanted to cut her with a thousand knives.
Su Yueming's thoughts flashed in her mind, was he for the poison in her? What does that mean?
Leng Ru paused for a moment and said, "The third lady is the person the master wants to protect, and she is also our master. โ
"It's yours, not mine." Ying Lie looked very unwilling to let Su Yueming become the master.
"I didn't promise to be your master, what I want is a person who talks little, calm, rational, and smart like Leng Ru, and you ......" Su Yueming's critical eyes looked him up and down, and then, lightly, unhurriedly, his tone and expression were full of disgust and impatience, "I know that my master is heavily poisoned, and I still have time to make trouble with me, an outsider!" โ
"......" Yinglie was choked by Su Yueming's words, and his face suddenly turned red and white, and there had never been a woman who ridiculed him like this.
"Leng Ru, take a look at his injuries." Su Yueming no longer paid attention to this unfriendly man.
"Yes." Leng Ru's attitude towards Su Yueming was very respectful, and when Yinglie saw this, he reluctantly put away his sword and stopped talking.
The expression on Leng Ru's face was tense, his red lips were pursed, and his brows were slightly furrowed, which didn't seem to be optimistic.
Seeing the "master" who had not yet woken up, Yinglie asked nervously-
"Leng Ru, how is he?" As His Highness's first guard, if His Highness makes any mistakes, he will definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life, and even if he dies ten times, he can't eliminate the uneasiness in his heart.
Leng Ru carefully examined his injuries, his eyes caught a glimpse of the broken knife and the thick black blood on the ground, and suddenly understood something, and said-