The corners of Zhong Ling'er's mouth twitched, listening to his sissy-like tone, she really wanted to slap it to the sky, count it fast.

Xiaobai left, and Zhong Ling'er sat on the edge of the bed alone, thinking about everything she had met with Nangong Ye. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was on fire in her heart, and she knew that when she was fighting, she shouldn't show mercy to her subordinates and teach him a hard lesson.

I didn't expect him to be so good-looking, but his mouth was so bad, and he scolded her one by one ugly, and he was angry with her.

She had asked all the birds, beasts, snakes, insects, rats and ants on this Qingfeng Mountain if she was the prettiest girl, and they all said yes.

The master also told the dumb slave that she was beautiful, and that damn Nangong Ye said that she was ugly and weird, and refused to marry her, she wanted to marry him.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

Throughout the Breeze Villa, lanterns are neatly hung on the corridor, emitting a dim and soft glow in the dark night.

Nangong Yihan told Nangong Ye that they would stay in Qingfeng Villa for a while before returning to Zihua Palace.

Nangong Ye sat alone in the room, thinking about what happened today when Zhong Ling'er sat on her face, her heart was almost suffocated, and she wanted to teach her a lesson, but she couldn't beat her, let alone be depressed.

In the entire Beicang Continent, no one has ever dared to make him suffer like this, those people in Zihua Palace didn't even dare to raise his head when they saw him, and when he came to this Qingfeng Villa today, he was actually ridden on the head by that dead girl.

Thinking of this, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and the force was so great that the knuckles of his fingers turned white.

A cold light flashed in his eyes like Haoyue, and he wanted to smash the entire room with a punch, but now that he was in Qingfeng Villa, he had to endure it.

Took a deep breath, the moonlight was good today, he planned to walk out of the room and go out to breathe, but his heart was blocked.

Outside, it was just the right night, and a bright moon hung like a hook in the starry night, reflecting the dim and warm light of the courtyard, and reflecting a faint shadow on the ground.

The night breeze with a hint of coolness, brushed his cheeks, blew into his heart, and seemed to blow away some of the depression accumulated in his heart.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed on the roof of his room, which stood out in the quiet night.

Nangong Ye was slightly stunned, could it be that in this Qingfeng Villa, there were some chaotic ministers and thieves who came over and wanted to take his life?

Thinking of this, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and he walked slowly towards his room with light hands and feet.

Through the gap in the window, he saw that the room was silent, except for the candle flame on the candlestick.

If he hadn't seen a dark shadow enter with his own eyes just now, he was afraid that he would have really been ambushed.

Nangong Ye's heart tightened, and with the precedent of worshipping in Zhong Ling'er's hands today, he was wondering if he should first call the secret guards who followed him to Qingfeng Villa.

After thinking about it for a while, I still felt that I should not shout it first, so as not to be known by the dead girl and look down on him.

Walking to the door, a hand gently pushed open the mahogany door.

The moment he opened the door, a pink figure swept in front of him, followed by a sweet voice, "Immobilization." ”

Nangong Ye only felt a purple light flashing, and he immediately froze as if someone had clicked on the acupoint, and he couldn't move up and down.