Sure enough, this demon is too provoking right and wrong!

Su Qianmo's beautiful face instantly darkened, and he looked up with a hint of disdain in his starry eyes, glaring at him angrily.

Nangong Yehua came into contact with her gaze and was slightly stunned, she was fine just now, why did she suddenly get angry?

He asked softly, "Momo, what's wrong?" ”

Su Qianmo tugged at the corners of his mouth, looked at Nangong Yehua with a smile and said, "The beauty is pitiful, it makes people feel sorry for it!" ”

How wise Nangong Yehua is, how could he not know the deep meaning of these words.

At this time, his eyes were smiling with a shallow smile, as brilliant as stars, dazzling and charming: "Momo, this king is not an abusive and superficial person, and you don't want to get rid of this king and throw it to the beast!" ”

Su Qianmo couldn't help but smile: "Only you will compare the beauty to a beast!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Duanmu Yingrong's heart instantly collapsed, and he actually said that she was a beast......

His eyes never fell on her!

Nangong Yehua's unfathomable eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Su Qianmo with a smile, and said casually: "Momo, don't you still think about how to get rid of this king." ”

Su Qianmo was shocked, a trace of emptiness flashed under his eyes, and he smiled at him and said, "How come, since I said what I said, I won't break my word." ”

Nangong Yehua's hand on her tightened, and said with a hint of danger in her deep voice: "It's better not to!" ”

I finally got a little closer to her, but I can't blow it!

His Nangong Yehua's wife must be Su Qianmo!

Everyone else was skeletal and white in his eyes.

At this time, a killing intent swept through his deep abyss-like eyes, and with a flick of his fingertips, a powerful force burst out.

"Ahh ——！ ”

Duanmu Yingrong let out a miserable scream!

When everyone heard the voice, they saw Duanmu Yingrong kneeling on the ground, her delicate face full of pale and pain.

An invisible hand tightly grabbed her neck, making her almost suffocated, and she instinctively wanted to cry out for help, but it stuck in her throat and couldn't get out.

What to do? Is she really dying?

At this moment, Duanmu Yingrong's heart was like ashes, originally she still had a trace of illusion, hoping that he could save her, but she couldn't get back a trace of mercy from him.

Everyone shook, and subconsciously touched their necks, but fortunately it was not broken, and they didn't even dare to breathe for a while, for fear that their heads would move in the next moment.

"I hope your subordinates will be merciful!"

An old voice rang out into the sky.

I saw the patriarch of Duanmuqing coming in the wind, his clothes fluttering, and he had the momentum of a fairy wind bone.

"My niece has been spoiled since she was a child, and it is inevitable that she will be a little willful, and she has no intention of colliding with Your Excellency, and I ask Your Excellency to keep people."

Patriarch Duanmuqing slowly stood at a distance of three feet away from Nangong Yehua and stopped.

At this time, Nangong Yehua's body exuded a biting chill, his deep pupils were full of dark light, and his handsome face was filled with a cold aura.

The corners of his mouth rose with a cold and bloodthirsty smile: "Disgusting thing, dare to covet this king!" "He only belongs to Momo.

His tone was undisguised disgusted!

"Grandpa, grandpa, help, save me!"

Duanmu Yingrong's neck was tightly choked, and she had already stepped into the Yama Hall with half a foot, and she was on the verge of life and death, and she tried her best to call for help to the Duanmu Qing patriarch.

had warned her before that she should never like this killing god, but she didn't listen to it, which angered him.

Patriarch Duanmuqing sighed helplessly!