Shi Huan stood at the door, unable to appreciate his beauty anymore.

The sword was wiped clean and translucent by him, and the killing should be Triso, and a sword to seal your throat will never give you a chance to breathe.

She slammed the door, and while seriously considering whether to take out the white chop, she replied solemnly:

"You stabbed me with your sword, I don't think so. However, in other places, there may be one in the future. ”

The word "later" is emphasized, with special emphasis.

The man paused as he wiped his sword, then threw the rag directly, propped his hands on the hilt of the sword, and tilted his head lazily to look at her.

The eyes are sharp and the expression is scattered.

"Nine princes mainly use beauty tricks?"

As soon as he said this with a smile, he burst out laughing, and the smile was sharp and awe-inspiring, and he was not moved.

continued to say casually: "In front of me, others have beauty to speak of? ”

Shi Huan is very familiar with current affairs: "No, you are the most beautiful in the world." ”

His appearance is the most eye-catching in several worlds.

Enchanting and seducing, seducing the world.

Ji Ye didn't know what to think, and her tone turned cold leisurely:

"It's useless, I want you to die, you have to die."

It's useless to praise him.

Feeling the strong killing intent, Shi Huan clasped the door frame with both hands, and looked at him with big eyes with mist:

"How can you stop killing me?"

Ji Ye lifted his eyelids lightly, and his eyes met, and he was suddenly stunned.

This is not the kind of look that Yihuan will have.

It's still the same face, but it feels completely different.

A faint strangeness rose in his heart, he clenched his sword and told himself that Yihuan is Yihuan, and the current strangeness must be because his face is stained with ash and mud and has become ugly, so it will be different.

None of the people he wants to kill will be left.

Seeing that he didn't plan to answer, Shi Huan thought about it and said seriously word by word:

"If I really want to die, before I die, what I want to do most is to apologize to you. I'm sorry to have been so bad to you in the past. ”

Yihuan, I owe Ji Ye an apology, this is sincere.

However, the other party did not buy it.

The cold phoenix eyes did not have the slightest wave, and they sneered and flirtatious:

"If the apology is useful, what do you want this sword for?"

You can say that again!

But she couldn't die as soon as she came, the sword wind struck, Shi Huan reacted instinctively and quickly avoided it.

There is no way, it seems that there is nothing to talk about between them, they can only do it.

Her hands and feet were chained, and her movement was restricted, so she had to dodge the attack first, unable to counterattack.

It's too passive, this body is injured, and it can't last long.

After jumping for a while, Shi Huan gradually realized that something was wrong.

Ji Ye, put away the sword.

Then, take the initiative to approach and pick her chin with his sword.

The enchanting eyes are deep and dangerous, as if they know everything.

He said, "You are not the Ninth Princess. ”

The tone is affirmative, confident.

Shi Huan was stunned.

This person really has a demonic spirit, and he actually sees through the heavens at a glance.

She really wanted to take the opportunity to say: I am possessed by a strange soul and reincarnated.

And after that? In this feudal and superstitious dynasty, she had to be burned alive.

She's afraid of fire.

So, he replied, "You're right, I'm not who I used to be." ”

——

Ji Ye stopped killing her for the time being, and ordered someone to throw her back into the cell.

Looking at the cold and damp surroundings, Shi Huan was extremely depressed, the only thing to be thankful for was that he didn't have to be tortured anymore.

After being depressed for a while, her eyelids began to fight, she couldn't stay up, and slept with a ball of hay in her arms.

And this time, the young lord in the night palace leaned on the collapse with a gloomy face, and his aura was calm.

The courtyard was overcrowded.

One by one, the cold wind of the night was blowing, shivering.

After a long silence, their master finally spoke:

"I think you're tired of life, and you can even catch a woman wrong."