Qianye looked at the Three Soul Curse Marks that appeared under her fingertips, and she was in a trance for a moment.

Shu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't stop trembling, the person in front of him was from the Dark Night Forest......

Killer.

This feeling of hanging by a thread.

Makes his face gloomy.

Qianwan's fingertips slid down his cheeks, gently drawing a line on his neck, feeling the other party's breath suddenly become heavier, hooking his lips and chuckling, "You are Yueling's younger brother?" ”

Yueling?

Do you know all about this relationship?

Shu Yuan was silent, but he was secretly suspicious.

"Looks ...... Fair. ”

The other party's joking tone made Shu Yuan clench his robe in shame and anger, and his teeth itched with hatred.

How could anyone have dared to comment so much on the appearance of the Lord?

"What do you mean?" Shu Yuan's eyes were gloomy, his fingertips flipped over, and the withered vines instantly wrapped around the hand of a certain god who was doing evil, "Think this master is unprepared? ”

Qianwan raised an eyebrow.

My aunt and grandmother touched two handfuls.

This milk doll is actually annoyed and angry?

There is also a humiliated look.

Yue Lao wipes sweat: Shenji, your old words are getting more and more ...... There is a connotation.

The withered vines became tighter and tighter, and her arms were blue-black, which should have been worn out.

However, Qianwan never even changed her eyes.

"Good, let go."

Shu Yuan gritted his teeth, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Gas, death, individual, person.

Why did this woman speak to the Lord in such a familiar and ambiguous tone!

Shu Yuan touched the vine and smiled sadly, "Do you think the master is joking with you?" ”

As if commanded, the vine turned into a snake's head, and its dense branches turned into snakes surging up and down, and the scene made people's scalps tingle just by looking at it.

Qianwan glanced at the snake head indifferently, frowned slightly disgusted, and scolded coldly.

"Get out."

The fierce and bloodthirsty snakes really retreated two steps, and instead climbed around the sedan chair, lying on the cushions.

Shu Yuan: "......"

There was a faint sound of snorting in the distance, and the expressions of both of them changed slightly.

Qianye pursed her lips coldly, glanced at him, and said expressionlessly, "I won't kill you." ”

Shu Yuan looked at her in surprise, as if he was speculating about the credibility of her words.

"On what terms?"

Qianwan slowly spoke, "Yueling." ”

Expected answer.

Shu Yuan's expression darkened, and he laughed in his heart, should he thank Yueling for really getting her blue eyes?

However, her next words made him change his face.

"I want Yueling, and I have nothing to do with Mocheng."

Shu Yuan's face was ugly, "Impossible." ”

Of course Chiwan knew he would say that.

also patiently waited for his next step.

After all, Yueling is the elder brother of his mother's compatriots, and he is also the temporary protector of Mocheng.

Those national enemies and family hatreds, treacherous calculations, and intrigues.

How could he let him get out so easily?

Shu Yuan looked at her, "Unless ......"

Here it comes.

"Unless you agree to the other three requests of the master."

Qianwan decisively agreed, "Yes." ”

She promised to be fearless, but Shu Yuan was stunned, Yueling was so important in her heart?

If she wants to destroy the Night Forest and take the lair of the Blood Clan, will she go too?

Lowering his head slightly, covering the dark and uncertain look at the bottom of his eyes, Shu Yuan happily hooked the corners of his lips.

I really didn't expect it......

Ai Qianwan, it was so easy to take the bait.

"Then, it's time to talk about my conditions."

Qianye's gaze fell on the dove that pretended to be dizzy on one side, and smiled sarcastically.

"Since I have been surrounded and suppressed several times, I should also pay a price."

The dove's breath tightened, and she suddenly felt a buzz in her head, something had penetrated her sea of consciousness, the pain made her nails deeply embedded, and her expression was distorted, but she didn't dare to wake up.

"What did you do?" Shu Yuan frowned.

Qianwan glanced at the dove with contempt, and asked instead of answering, "You care about her very much?" ”

(End of chapter)