With a muffled snort, my brother felt that his ass was being kicked by someone, and his face buried in the wall couldn't help but turn blue.

Behind him came Fu Xin's triumphant and relieved voice.

"Tell you to hold my door and see the old lady's Foshan shadowless feet." As he spoke, he gave his brother another kick.

Poor two brothers, not to mention their faces were hurt, and their buttocks were ruthlessly devastated.

Raising his hand weakly, he quickly pinched a decision, and the two disappeared in an instant.

Fu Xin crossed his hands on his hips, "I actually ran away!" "Whew~ so angry!

Fu Xin turned to look at Huang Beiyue, "...... in white"

Fu Xin was about to say that he paused, and a slender and beautiful palm was blocked in front of him.

Fu Xin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly closed his eyes uncontrollably.

In an instant, I felt an invisible oppression in my mind, and the two forces were rampage, and for a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of my nose and forehead, and my little face became miserable and white.

In front, Huang Beiyue cast the spell indifferently, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the cold light in her eyes was even worse.

A look of surprise crossed the depths of his eyes. This ugly girl actually has space!

When he wanted to explore further, he was suddenly hindered, and Huang Beiyue increased his intake of strength.

"Ahh

Fu Xin hugged his head in pain, feeling that his brain was about to explode, and his face became even paler.

Seeing that she was in such pain, Huang Beiyue had to withdraw her strength.

As soon as Huang Beiyue's strength withdrew, Fu Xin felt a sense of relief in his head, and his tense body softened.

Huang Beiyue caught her limp body with her hand.

Fu Xin slowly opened his eyes, and a cold light appeared under his eyes.

With a flip of his wrist, a dagger was pressed against Huang Beiyue's throat.

"You're going too far!" A cold, angry voice came.

Huang Beiyue lowered her eyes, looked at Fu Xin, whose eyes were full of coldness, and a different color flashed under her eyes, and she was silent.

"Huang Beiyue, I'm grateful that you saved me, it doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want!"

The cold dagger was against the skin, exuding a chill, but Huang Beiyue's face did not change.

"Come back with me." The tone of the command was not asking for her opinion, but more like informing of an inconsequential matter.

"Huh?"

Fuxin's hand shook and he held the dagger with a force. I saw a wound on the originally delicate and white neck, and the red liquid slowly flowed down.

Huang Beiyue looked at Fu Xin expressionlessly as if she didn't feel pain.

Vosin looked at him like a fool, "Heh, do you know who is in charge of sovereignty now?" ”

However, as soon as Fu Xin's words fell, the dagger in his hand disappeared inexplicably.

Fu Xin's eyes widened, and then he looked at Huang Beiyue, "You ......"

Before she finished speaking, Huang Beiyue put her finger on her chest, and Fu Xin couldn't speak, so she could only stare at him with unwilling eyes.

Ignoring her anger, Huang Beiyue grabbed her arm and disappeared into the room.

"Miss!"

Qingdan, who had just woken up, opened his eyes and saw Fu Xin's disappearing back, and hurriedly got up and chased him out.

Looking at the back that disappeared completely, Qingdan lifted the skirt and chased out.

Fu Xin heard Qingdan's anxious and helpless voice, and his heart was uncomfortably blocked, and he struggled but did not move.

Fu Xin hated it, secretly lucked his strength, and broke through the acupuncture points.

"Poof"

A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed onto Huang Beiyue's white and flawless clothes, smearing a little red plum on it.

Huang Beiyue, who was in front, noticed the movement behind him and hurriedly turned around.