Terrible, terrible!

He believed that as long as he dared to say a word, he didn't know how he died!

"Well, let's get out." The faint words fell, and the man was hidden in the darkness, invisible and breathless.

Shuangwuying raised his trembling hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and withdrew curtly, but his eyes flashed with the curious light of gossip, and he said to himself: "What does the master mean by suddenly praising that little girl like this?" So abnormal, could it be that he was interested in that little beggar? ”

But in the next second, Shuangwuying shook his head and clapped his hands to veto, "Impossible, completely impossible, the thousand-year-old iron tree also blooms??" No way!"

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At this time, on the open-air platform on the top floor of the Colosseum, a black-robed young man stood with his hands in the breeze.

The young man's posture is spiritual, tall and straight, his black silk-like black hair is swaying and flying, and the domineering spirit of a natural strong man is naturally revealed.

The face with deep contours was like the most perfect work of art carved by God, delicate and wickedly beautiful.

The handsome face is inlaid with a pair of deep and handsome eyes, vast as stars, mysterious and unpredictable, revealing a proud and peerless edge.

The thin rose-colored lips are perfectly curved and exude a glazed sheen, but they are also evil and crazy, and they can easily seduce people to sin.

Between gestures, lazy and wanton, incomparable, upside down, intoxicating, and crazy.

The black-robed young man's deep eyes narrowed dangerously, he was confident and arrogant, noble and domineering, and the momentum of the king of the world was like a god.

The starry night sky, extremely bright, slender young man, slightly raised his head, his eyes swept to the imperial city under the moonlight, only to see a petite figure like a civet cat flying the eaves and walking on the wall, the movement was clean and neat.

The black-robed young man's deep eyes flashed with a hint of starlight, the perfect arc was slightly raised, the beautiful rose-colored lips were aroused by evil, lazy and charming, and the low-magnetic and sexy voice flowed slowly, with a hint of domineering and wild danger: "It seems that I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time." ”

A light breeze blew, and the black-robed young man disappeared in an instant, as if no one had ever appeared, and Zhuang Sheng Mengdie was the same.

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Zhenguo General's Mansion, Xueluan Courtyard.

A dark shadow flew in from outside the wall and silently entered the main chamber.

"Miss, that straw bale waste has been thrown into the Colosseum, and the subordinates watched her die and become a dead corpse, and now she must have been torn into blood by King Wolverine and sacrificed to her teeth." The black shadow man knelt on the ground and said respectfully to the young woman in the bead curtain.

"Are you sure you're dead? You've seen her get dismantled? The voice of the young woman was as clear and melodious as a silver bell, and the sound was like a song, and it came slowly from within, gentle and shallow, as if talking about bloody and cruel things was nothing more than a poetic masterpiece for her.

Hearing this, the black shadow man's heart tightened, he didn't see the Wolverine King tear the straw bag woman to pieces, but he could be sure that the waste was so dead that it couldn't die anymore, and a corpse was thrown in the Wolverine King's territory, and sooner or later it would become its belly.

Ironclad things, he naturally won't waste time there, there is nothing to worry about at all.

So, the black shadow man bowed his head and said: "Yes, the eight pieces are dismantled, and the subordinates have watched her be bitten by the Wolverine King by her throat, dismembered and swallowed into her abdomen!"

"Good, good!" A light smile slowly appeared on the young woman's face, as if she could not suppress the excitement in her heart, and gradually burst into laughter.

"Why is the young lady so happy? That waste has been tortured for nearly ten years, and no one has long remembered that there is such a thing in the General's Mansion, who cares if he dies or not?" The shadow man asked, puzzled.

Hearing this, the smile on the young woman's face gradually disappeared, and her eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness.

She slowly raised her slender hand and lifted the beaded curtain, revealing a beautiful face, the girl was dressed in a light-colored dress, with a crescent-shaped blue gem falling from her forehead, and her facial features were delicate and beautiful.

A beautiful girl, but the occasional cruel and vicious look in her eyes stained this beauty.

"Humph! If she can obediently survive in secret, Miss Ben will let her survive for a long time. Ye Qianxue snorted coldly, and coldness flashed in her eyes: "An ugly monster still wants to be a fox to seduce the third prince, and he is impatient!" Throwing that slut into the Colosseum and feeding it to the beasts is already considered Miss Ben's mercy, if she has a poisonous whip in her hand, Miss Ben will definitely smoke her soul to ashes and never be able to live forever!"

The black shadow man was frightened by Ye Qianxue's momentum, and said in panic: "The master is angry, that waste is already too dead to die, and it is impossible to have the opportunity to hook up with His Royal Highness the Third Prince again!" The position of the third princess will only belong to you, young lady!"

"Of course, the position of the third princess will only be Miss Ben's!" Ye Qianxue threw out a delicate Longhuan jade pendant in her hand, and the aura in her palm was running, and she smashed it in the air!