"Actually, I'm not interested in moving the Huangfu family at all, but you moved people who shouldn't be moved, understand?"

The Dark Guard screamed as he watched as the demonic man fed her an unknown medicine.

Suddenly, the whole body was hot, as if the bones on the body had been disassembled, and then tens of millions of ants were tearing at the bones, which was in pain.

"Ah......h

The dark guard let out a beast-like roar, and the quiet night was suddenly broken, and the piercing sound seemed to be the sharp sound of glass rubbing, especially abrupt in this dark and dreary night, and there was already a river of blood under him, and I don't know if it was her blood, or the blood of the other dark guards.

On the other hand, Huangfu Hua, dressed in a dark robe, does not drip blood, and his stunning face is like a god, but in the eyes of the dark guard, he is like a demon in the depths of hell.

"Let me die! Let me die! The guard reached out with difficulty, trying to grab the corner of the man's clothes, and a dark pleading came out of his mouth.

"Let me die! Please! Please! ”

Now the dark guard is bent on death, just wanting to be free, and this feeling that life is worse than death makes her whole person collapse.

"Heh~"

The corners of Huangfu Hua's lips were hooked, and his eyes were smiling.

"I'm going to die, it's going to happen."

Eventually, the Dark Guard died in torture.

"The Huangfu family even has a party." Huangfu Hua's eyes crossed with a hint of interest.

——

On a plane tree in a courtyard, Jun Mohan leaned on it, dressed in a dark purple robe, with dark and deep ice eyes, looking wild and uninhibited, evil and sexy.

He leaned against the trunk of the tree, and his handsome face was now pouting with a dissolute smile, revealing an innate nobility that made people feel unattainable and low to dust.

He looked at the three people below.

Ye Jiu looked up as if he had a feeling, and saw the dark purple figure at a glance.

Beigong Priest raised his eyes and said with a smile: "I was thinking about why Han Zhengjun didn't come, it turned out that he was waiting for us here." ”

Ye Jiu followed the figure that fell to the ground and asked, "Why did you return my room in the inn?" ”

Jun Mohan hugged his wife, and said with a smile in his dark and deep eyes: "Can so many people live in one room?" Would you like to share a bed with the eight of us? ”

That scene involuntarily appeared in Ye Jiu's mind, and he instantly hit a spirit.

"Then let's rent a yard."

As he was talking, a few footsteps gradually approached, looking for prestige, only to see a few figures slowly walking in.

Ye Jiu broke free from Jun Mohan's embrace and looked at them helplessly: "Why are you all here?" ”

As soon as Luo Ziyan saw his wife, his nose was sour and his eyes were moist.

"Wife~"

He ran over, and then hugged his wife tightly, with a soft voice with a bit of crying: "Wife~"

In fact, he was very scared just now, but Yan Cijing's indifferent eyes made him hold back his tears, and now when he saw someone he could rely on, all the grievances instantly came to his heart like a tide.

Ye Jiu looked at this person's apricot eyes wet, looking like he was going to cry or not, and was stunned.

"What's wrong with Ziyan?"

Why are you crying?

Yan Cijing took off the curtain fence and looked at his wife, his usual cold eyes softened: "I met a killer just now." ”

Ye Jiu was startled.

"Are you all right?"

Luo Ziyan pursed her lips, hugged her wife tightly with tears in her eyes, buried her little face in her neck, and said sullenly: "It's those people." ”

Ye Jiu felt an itch in his neck: "Who are they?" Nanyao Country? ”

(End of chapter)