The woman leaned sideways in a large chair, and a beautiful young man sat on her knees.

The man is carefully peeling off the skin of a colorful and moist spirit fruit, peeling out the flesh, and then holding his hand to feed the peeled flesh to the woman's mouth.

Watching the woman eat the flesh he peeled, the man's eyebrows were filled with joy and a charming smile.

A figure wrapped in a black suit and covered with a black mask suddenly appeared in the main hall, kneeling in the hall and saying in a deep voice: "Lord, Zuo Changshi of the Faceless Pavilion was killed in the territory of Tianxuanmen. ”

The woman didn't even raise her eyes, and her beautiful voice replied with a lazy voice: "If the disobedient dog dies, it will die." "I don't care much about the casualties under him.

After speaking, he turned his head sideways and bit a spirit fruit from the man's hand again and ate it.

After eating a few spirit fruits, the woman's slender fingers on her lap flicked lightly a few times, and said lightly: "The Faceless Pavilion does not follow the will of this seat, and it is time to teach them a lesson, otherwise if the dog bites the owner, it will make people laugh." ”

did not explicitly indicate how to teach the Faceless Pavilion a lesson, but the man in black kneeling below understood, and after the woman's words fell, he replied respectfully "yes".

Then, the man in black continued to report: "Lord, among the people who killed Zuo Changshi this time were two personal disciples under the seat of Tianxuanmen Mingxu True Monarch, and the young master of Qingyin Sect and two personal disciples were also on the side to assist the disciples of Tianxuanmen. ”

"Oh? Are you saying that Junxian's only son has gone down the mountain? It is said that his son is unparalleled in appearance and so good-looking. ”

Hearing that Jun Ze had also descended the mountain, the woman's tone was obviously with a hint of interest, and her lazy body, which was originally leaning on the seat, sat up slightly unconsciously.

The woman's look of interest made the man who knelt beside her dissatisfied.

The man stepped forward and hugged the woman's arm, and said in a slightly sour tone: "Lord, the young master of the Qingyin Sect has almost never appeared in front of people, how can the rumors that he has a peerless appearance be taken seriously, Lord, it's not enough for you to have Zige, Zige won't let you think about that young master......"

The man's coquettish words came to an abrupt end before they were clear.

I saw a white palm piercing out of his back, and the slender fingertips were stained with blood like freshly dyed dancome, and then drops fell from the fingertips, smashing on the white jade floor, gradually converging into a small stall.

The scarlet blood and the white ground pierced people's eyes when they looked at it.

The man's eyes widened with a dead air, and he seemed to have a deep sense of disbelief, wanting to take a good look at the person in front of him, why did he do this when he loved him so much.

Slowly withdrawing her palm, with the sound of flesh and blood separation, the woman reached out and pushed the man's body away, letting it smash to the ground.

Raising his hand, he took out a white silk handkerchief from the hand of the maid who had just stepped forward, gently wiped the blood stains on his hand, and then threw the blood-stained silk handkerchief casually, which happened to cover the face of the dead man.

"Some people are always unclear about their identity, which is really distressing."

The words were so sad, but this cold tone made people not believe that she was really distressed about this matter.

"I'll leave the matter of the Faceless Pavilion to you, I want to go and meet the young master in person, hehe, I hope he won't let me down, otherwise ......"

Jiao laughed a few times, and the woman's voice deepened: "I can't help but destroy it." ”

The woman smiled again in a coquettish tone, and then disappeared into the main hall.

After the woman disappeared, the black-clothed man kneeling on the ground stood up, waved his arm lightly, and summoned several subordinates, and in a short time, the blood-stained hall regained its previous spaciousness and brightness, as if the bloody scene had never happened.