Ye Qinghuan's technique was fast and ruthless, it didn't look like he was stabbing himself.

However, this is enough to make people understand her determination to rather be broken than broken!

The beautiful pupils of the prince of Lanling shrank slightly, almost moving with his heart, and the white shadow arrived in front of Ye Qinghuan in a flash, and firmly caught Ye Qinghuan's bare hand holding the dagger.

Staring at each other is a contest between not admitting defeat and not admitting defeat.

The prince of Lanling looked at the woman in front of him, who was not very beautiful, and that exquisite and cool had a unique charm, which made people full of charm, and taught people to tighten their throats and breathe instantly.

"I won't be worse than the Nine Emperor Uncles to the county lord." The prince of Lanling sighed lightly, and his beautiful phoenix eyes revealed a shallow and heart-warming warmth, and he promised Ye Qinghuan: "If the county lord is willing to ask me to relieve my years of trouble, I will be unswerving to the county lord to death!" ”

Death?

Does he really understand the meaning of 'unto death'?

It is a kind of emotional precipitation, mutual attraction, rather than a momentary excitement-emotion-feeling, so that such a situation of personal promise and gratitude.

So, Ye Qinghuan hooked her lips coldly as if she had heard some joke: "It's a pity, the object I want to die with is my ninth uncle, not your son of Lanling." ”

With that, she used the force in her hand, as if she was going to send the dagger into her heart again.

This time, the prince of Lanling directly grabbed the white blade empty-handed, took away the dagger in Ye Qinghuan's hand, and looked at Ye Qinghuan with a firm face with a slightly cold look in his eyes, and his beautiful red lips hooked slightly: "If the county lord is dead...... I can't live either, in this case, I might as well fulfill the county lord's infatuation. ”

Ye Qinghuan was stunned, and saw that the prince of Lanling narrowed a pair of demonic eyes, and a beautiful smile of self-deprecation appeared on his cold face, and then sent the cold dagger into his own chest with his backhand.

"Stop!" Ye Qinghuan was slightly shocked, she wanted to escape from here, so she used her life to blackmail the prince of Lanling to let her go.

However, she never thought that Gongzi Lanling really had no way to let her go, and chose to hurt herself in order to fulfill her!

Ye Qinghuan shouted loudly, it was too late.

The sound of the dagger breaking flesh rang out.

Ye Qinghuan used all her strength to pull Lanling Gongzi's hand back, but her strength could only be a meager strength for Lanling Gongzi.

In an instant, the dagger pierced into the chest of the Lanling prince, and blood gushed out.

said that it was too late and that was fast, Ye Qinghuan suddenly crashed into the son of Lanling with a force!

Lanling Gongzi didn't notice it for a while, and was knocked down by her and collapsed behind him, and when Ye Qinghuan pounced on his body, the dagger was pulled out by Ye Qinghuan with his strength.

"You ......" Ye Qinghuan looked at the blood stains on the dagger and the beautiful cheeks of Lanling Gongzi who turned pale in an instant, and was speechless for a while.

What does this Lanling son have to do with her? Why should I die for her?

She couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind.

The prince of Lanling didn't have time to pay attention to Ye Qinghuan, because he had already fainted.

Although the dagger was pulled out of Lanling Gongzi's body by Ye Qinghuan in time, it had already stabbed deeply because Lanling Gongzi had been too ruthless before, and at this moment, blood was gurgling, scrambling to emerge from that chest, which looked shocking.

Ye Qinghuan came back to his senses, threw away the dagger, and instantly stepped forward to click on several big points around the Lanling Gongzi, and then simply bandaged the wounds of the Lanling Gongzi.

Then, she stood in the room with her hands in her hands, and looked around at the seemingly impregnable room.

The master of the Yan Fu, will he look at everything in the room?