Mu Xiaoxiao has always known that Bo Zeyu is scheming, but she has never seen his vicious side.

It may be that Bo Zeyu deliberately hides another side of himself.

Little by little, the oxygen was withdrawn from her body, and her red eyes reflected his expressionless face, which did not care about her life and death.

Bo Ze Yu!

！

Didn't you look like this when you killed my father?

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was in the dark, didn't know where the strength came from, and kicked on Bo Zeyu's knee!

The power of anger was unbearable even for a dignified seven-foot man like Bo Zeyu, and he let out a muffled snort of pain, and then let go of Mu Xiaoxiao.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who had regained her oxygen, exhaled desperately, and when she was too hard, she began to cough violently, coughing out of breath, and her face turned even redder.

She was uncomfortable, but she still desperately got up from the ground and ran outside.

Bo Zeyu is the devil!

A messenger from hell!

She didn't want to stay with him for a second.

But no matter how she runs, she can always see his figure when she turns around, like a shadow.

Mu Xiaoxiao's frightened face turned white, "Help!" ”

She shouted at the top of her voice, intermittently interrupted by her own coughing.

It had just rained, and the ground was still slippery.

She stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

Listening to the footsteps behind her getting closer and closer, she didn't care about the pain in her legs, and her white tender hands grabbed the uneven stones and struggled to climb forward.

She sued herself that she couldn't die yet!

You can't die at his hands!

She had tried hard to escape for her life.

Bo Zeyu, who was bound to win, followed her, his steps slowed down, he was confident, and stepped into the rain mixed with Mu Xiaoxiao's blood.

"Do you think you'll be able to escape?"

Bo Zeyu stepped on Mu Xiaoxiao's skirt.

A white dress dragged on the ground and had long since become worn and dusty.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look back at him, the cold night, the cold person.

Will she die like this?

There was a voice from behind, and Bo Zeyu half-squatted behind her, her gloomy face even darker, "As long as you tell the truth, I will let you go." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao's hand had become bloody and blurry, she bit her lower lip tightly, and refused to say a single syllable.

I was indignant in my heart, Bo Zeyu, you can't do this to me!

You can't!

"If you don't say anything else, I'll scrap your leg first!"

Bo Zeyu threatened her, and his hand climbed on Mu Xiaoxiao's slender calf.

Mu Xiaoxiao still bit her lower lip tightly and closed her eyes firmly.

I hate you!

I hate you!

I hate you!

Hatred flooded her brain.

"It's hard-mouthed!"

Bo Zeyu's eyes changed suddenly, and he was just about to exert himself.

The attendants in the palace ran over in a panic, "Prince! Oh no! The crown princess was taken captive! ”

He ran over from a distance and didn't see Mu Xiaoxiao who fell to the ground.

It wasn't until he walked in front of Bo Zeyu that he noticed Mu Xiaoxiao, who was bleeding on the ground.

He covered his mouth in surprise, "Isn't this the crown princess's sister?" ”

Bo Zeyu, who was not shocked, clapped his hands and stood up from the ground, and said in a low voice, "She was also attacked by gangsters, take her away!" ”

Swindler!

Mu Xiaoxiao scolded him in her heart.

Glaring back at him resentfully, he raised his fleshy hand, "Come here!" ”

She made a gesture towards Bo Zeyu.

Bo Zeyu didn't even give her a look.

But the family next to her hurriedly helped her up from the ground.

The injured Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't stand on his feet and kept sliding.

Although the family is a man, his body is very weak, and he can't help her up by himself.

After repeating it several times, Bo Zeyu half-squatted down to help.

"Smack!"