Shu Yuan's fingertips pressed on the car, glanced at her coldly, and said in disgust, "The master seems to have said that in front of the master, you are not allowed to use the methods of the demon race. ”

The dove turned to look at him, smiled charmingly, and said coquettishly, "That's it." ”

Shu Yuan got up, teleported to her, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"How much I hate it, have you forgotten?" ”

The spirit dove twisted his hair unnaturally, and the demonic energy wrapped around his body quickly faded, "But the city lord...... You forgot, you're also a demon ......"

"Shut up!"

Shu Yuan's forehead was bruised, and he slapped her, interrupting her unfinished words, and scolded, "The master doesn't want to listen to it a second time." ”

The dove's eyelashes trembled, caressing his face, and gritting his teeth unwillingly, "Yes." ”

Shu Yuan's figure disappeared into the palace.

The spirit dove rubbed the red marks on his face little by little, and looked at the position where he was standing, the smile on the corner of his mouth was soft to the bone.

"What do you hate?"

No, it's still ...... Is it held in the palm of your hand by the demons?

……

At the same time, the East Lane of the capital.

Ye Sakura carried a drawer of the signature dishes of the popular restaurant, went around into a narrow alley, and walked in the direction of the city gate.

At the mouth of the cramped alley, a weeping willow grows indiscriminately, blocking the already dim light of the lantern.

As Sakura walked under the tree, a thin mist suddenly appeared, enveloping her surroundings, making it impossible to make out her direction.

"You can't get out."

Silo sat on the willow tree, hooked his legs, and his slender fingers pinched a willow leaf.

The blood pupil indifferently swept over the food box in his hand, and slowly stopped on his silver-veined mask, the words between his lips and teeth were scathing, "No face slave." ”

Night Sakura hung her head, her eyes calm, "Lord Wangjue, stop Sakura, but is there something?" ”

Xiluo flew out of the willow leaves, cutting a bloody mark on the neck of the night cherry blossom, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little weird, "This king also wants to know, your blood ...... How good does it taste to make Priest Ai love him so far? ”

Sakura reached out to wipe away the bloodstains and said gently, "Lord, Sakura is the blood slave of the priest. ”

He knows it well.

Even if it is a person from the royal family of the blood clan, he will hesitate for a while when facing the priest.

Measure the gap with her strength.

Xiluo snorted coldly, "You are just a blood slave, and you dare to pose as a priest to embarrass me." ”

Night Sakura suddenly raised her eyes.

The eyebrows and eyes under the silver-veined mask had an unbridled smile.

The look in his eyes seemed to say...... He dared.

Enraged, Xiluo jumped off the willow tree, the water vapor in his hand solidified into ice, and tilted away in the direction of the night cherry blossoms.

The ice picks are hard and sharp, and their lethality is more than a star and a half stronger than that of water mist.

Xiluo's delicate face was full of disdain, and he looked at the night cherry blossoms who fell to the ground covered in bruises, and his blood pupils were thick with sarcasm.

"What are you?"

Vulnerable.

Sakura lowered her eyes slightly, her long, thick eyelashes blocking his gaze.

He coughed, and the wound on his body began to pull and fester.

The robe was gradually soaked red.

"The Lord...... What's going on? ”

Xiluo lifted his face and slowly approached, his tone dark, "Hand over the glazed jade." ”

Sakura held back the fishy smell in her throat and smiled restrainedly, "Sakura doesn't know, what is the prince talking about." ”

The sharp ice blade pierced his shoulder blades directly, and the spasms caused by the intense pain made Sakura curl up.

Xiluo stepped on his wound, his eyes cold and dangerous, "This king said, Liuliyu. ”

"These wounds of yours, if you use glazed jade, it is nothing at all, since it is a rare holy object in this world, it must still have some ability...... I don't think the king knows. ”

Sakura chuckled.

The abrupt laughter disturbed Xiluo's mood.

"Wang Jue, if I have glazed jade, why don't the traces on my face improve?"

When he laughs, he laughs at his recklessness and frizziness.

Xiluo narrowed his eyes, and suddenly, he saw the pattern on Ye Sakura's neck, and reached out and grabbed his collar, "You are ......"

"How is that possible!"

Xi Luo's fingertips were forced, as if he was going to make a few holes in Ye Sakura's neck, his eyes were angry, he glared at his face, and asked sharply, "You actually got her first hug?" ”

(End of chapter)