"Get up." Her face was indifferent, "Aiqing has no distinction between high and low. ”

Xiao Shunzi burst into tears, "Little is so touched ......"

"I'm a cool person. As for you, just do your part. If you can't, you don't have to stay with me. ”

Xiao Shunzi looked frightened, "Miss don't worry, the little one will not be cranky." In fact, the most important thing for you is respect and adoration. Besides, the little ones don't have birds......"

She smiled slightly.

Xiao Shunzi was fascinated, and suddenly felt that he was much luckier than King Qi, at least, the master was better to himself than King Qi.

A few more days passed, and on this day, the sky was blue and clear.

The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard.

In the courtyard of Huayang Palace, the eunuch Xiao Shunzi was a little anxious, "Miss, the blood of the King of Death has run out, and now it's time to collect the blood of the medicine." ”

"What's the hurry?" Feng Jingyun slept on the recliner, comfortably closing his eyes and resting.

"If you can't deliver medicine to the emperor on time, the emperor will blame ......"

"That's also because there is no medicine and blood as an introduction, so we can't blame it."

"Having said that, the emperor will definitely not be happy, in case he is angry with you......"

"If you are angry, you will be angry."

"...... "It's really not a hurry, he's a eunuch in a hurry," the little one is afraid of delaying the emperor's treatment, and the emperor is angry and unbearable. The little one went to explain the situation to the emperor first. ”

As soon as Xiao Shunzi left, a pitch-black phantom appeared in the courtyard of Huayang Palace out of thin air, and an evil voice sounded, "Your subordinates are quite loyal." ”

The voice was awe-inspiring, so cold that even the sunlight shining on her body became icy.

"It's almost noon, and I thought that the prince didn't plan to come." She didn't open her eyes.

I felt the cold air getting closer and closer to her, and the depression in my heart became heavier and heavier.

She knew that he was standing on the edge of the recliner, looking down at her condescendingly.

The feeling of being watched so much that it seemed to see through it made her extremely uncomfortable.

A stiff white hand stretched out, the wide sleeves of the pitch-black robe, which contrasted sharply with the abnormally white skin. The hand approached her cheek, and when it was about to touch her skin, she raised her hand to block it.

His hands were cold, cold without the slightest temperature.

Once again, she felt that instead of grabbing someone's hand, she had touched the cool corpse.

She grabbed his hand and folded it.

Before the fracture was broken, he quickly withdrew his hand.

A chill grew closer, like something yin was above her cheeks.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

His face was almost close to hers, just a fingernail away, causing her to open her eyes and look straight into a dark pupil of blood.

The horror of looking at the human eye from a close distance. It's like looking in the mirror, with your eyes in the mirror, and even your own eyes will startle, like a ghost.

His pupils themselves are extremely evil, and they are terrifying and cold from a distance, let alone now.

A startling creepy sensation suddenly invaded her limbs, as calm as she was, and she almost wanted to scream.

After all, he is a top-notch killer who has been specially trained and has extremely high psychological quality.

Even if there are first-class killers, dozens of them may not be able to withstand one of her.

She's ruthless and cold enough.

Being in hell doesn't have to be frowned upon.

He did it on purpose, trying to scare her out of control!

Holding back the shouts in her throat, her eyes were filled with anger, and a silver needle instantly inserted into the key point on his back from her slender fingertips.