"What are you doing here?" Yin Li's tone was not very good.

As soon as the words fell, two black-clothed guards appeared out of nowhere, knocked the injured woman unconscious, and carried her away.

The blood on Cen Muning's fingertips was still warm, but in the blink of an eye, the woman holding her hand became the belly of the white tiger. The famous King Ruiming is indeed the living king of Hades, and his name is well deserved.

With awe and fear, Cen Mooning was sent into the inner room.

The interior is elegantly furnished but also luxurious. The utensils used are either gold or silver, and the craftsmanship is exquisite.

She hung her heart and slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, still remembering the white tiger's green eyes and the girl's dying appearance.

Yin Li and Qingli didn't know when they left, and she was the only one left in the huge wing, and strange sounds could be heard quietly.

Cen Muning glanced back and forth a few times, but she didn't notice anything unusual, and as soon as she turned her head, a bright red letter touched the tip of her cold nose.

A triangular snake head with a verdant snake body. Cen Mu Ning stared at Zhu Yeqing coiled and hung down from the top of the bed, and her heart fluctuated terribly.

In fact, to put it bluntly, she is still happy. Thanks to the fact that King Ruiming greeted her with a poisonous snake, if it was a talented white tiger, she really didn't know what to do.

The air seemed to freeze, and she held her breath, trying not to panic in the slightest. The snake sniffed for a while, as if it was tired, and turned its head.

said that it was too late, Cen Mu Ning looked at the seven inches and made a neat move, firmly pinched the key point of Zhu Yeqing, and immediately pulled out the golden hairpin on the sideburns.

Suddenly, something hit the back of her hand holding the hairpin. Before the hairpin could stab the snake to death, he let go of his hand because of the pain.

"What a guts." The man's voice was cold and majestic, like a cool sword, full of shocking power.

Cen Muning's body stiffened, unable to suppress the fear in his heart, but he still forced himself to concentrate on looking at the direction of the door.

Zhuang Chenchen walked in expressionlessly, wearing a purple robe that made his complexion pale. Those sharp eyes looked dark and bright, bottomless. Between the brows, there is a gloom that seems to be nothing.

If it was just about his appearance, Cen Muning thought that he was impeccable in life. I don't know why, instead of making people want to be close, such a good-looking man has an overwhelming majesty that makes people dare not approach.

"Still not letting go?" In Cen Muning's eyes, there was only the bamboo leaf green that she was holding seven inches for.

He didn't care what this princess looked like.

Cen Mu followed his gaze and looked at his hand: "Oh, yes." ”

She got up and threw the snake to the ground with a loud snap.

"You ......" Zhuang Chenchen was unhappy: "You dare to throw this king's snake and die!" ”

"If I don't throw it, it will bite me when it turns its head." Cen Muning said such a sentence without thinking about it, and she regretted it after saying it. Because of that handsome and gloomy face, he quickly approached her.

"Concubine to His Royal Highness King Ruiming." Cen Muning felt that her back was wet, and her underwear was attached to her body, which was uncomfortable. "Your Highness, don't ......"

Zhuang Chenchen's fingers pinched her slender neck.

The coldness of the fingertips spread along the skin to the whole body, and Cen Mu Ning was like a mouse seeing a cat numb its claws, and he didn't dare to move.

With a cold expression, Zhuang Chenchen's eagle-like eyes stared at her face, and the silver knife between her fingers shone brightly.

In an instant, it is life and death.