She herself thinks that the experience of being a wandering spirit is incredible, and it is better to be credible than nonsense.

But now, Ning Huaizhao is like this, she seems to have only one choice.

"What I said, maybe Ah Zhao won't believe it, but it's all real, I'm actually a person who died once."

"It was Ah Zhao who saved me, and I ......"

Ning Huaizhao sighed lightly: "This king's virtue can only kill people, but he doesn't remember who he saved." If the little lord goes to great lengths to make up nonsense, there is no need to say this. ”

"What I said is true, Zhao."

Chi Bangyue stretched out his hand to pull Ning Huaizhao, he raised his hand to avoid it, his eyes were like torches.

Supporting his head, Ning Huaizhao raised his chin slightly, signaling Chi Wanyue to look back.

Chi Wanyue turned her head to look over, only to find that there was a person tied up behind her, and it was bloody.

Her mind was all on Ning Huaizhao, and she didn't see it at all.

"See? This man is the assassin who assassinated the king last night, and there is only one living person left. ”

"Autumn wind."

"Master."

"Go, cut out his heart, this king wants to see what the heart is like, and what kind of scene it beats."

"Yes!"

The autumn wind responded, and he carried out his orders without hesitation for a second.

The dagger pierced it, and the bright red blood flowed out, lining the black night coat, and then rolling down to the tip of the shoe, like a bend in the water of a small stream, the blood flowed long and thin.

Qiu Feng did not change his face and held his heart in front of Ning Huaizhao's eyes, but it was still beating faintly.

This scene, Rao is guards who have been in the palace for several years can't stand it.

Ning Huaizhao half-lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips picked an arc, and he smiled casually: "It's like this, have you ever seen the little county lord?" ”

Chi Wanyue pinched the corners of her clothes, and her little face turned slightly pale.

Since she was reborn, she has acted a lot more aggressively, and she has never shown mercy to her subordinates, but to the extent of Ning Huaizhao, she is a little confused.

Ning Huaizhao's smile became brighter and brighter, but his phoenix eyes were desolate: "This king has seen too much and done too much of this kind of deed, and the little county lord is not a person all the way, if you really want to marry this king, you will have to see these scenes in the future, and then ......"

Before she finished speaking, Chi Bangyue suddenly drew the scimitar on her waist, picked the heart that was still beating faintly in the air, and cut it in half with one knife, and the blood splashed on her face, staining her white.

A flash of astonishment flashed across the faces of everyone present.

Ning Huaizhao smiled, slowly pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to look at Chi Wanyue's still trembling hand, his eyes touched the half circle of red marks on his wrist, and suddenly became gloomy.

Chi Bangyue raised her hand to wipe the blood from her face, and her tone was firm: "If Ah Zhao is like this, I am also willing to be your sword, if Ah Zhao is in hell, I am willing to fall into hell with you!" ”

Ning Huaizhao's hand in his sleeve became tighter and tighter, remembering the old marquis he met last night, who was so protective of his daughter.

It's ridiculous to say, if according to his temperament, there is such a little girl who likes him wholeheartedly, or when he is the pampered daughter of the Marquis of Chao Weiyuan, he should take it without hesitation.

After all, the power of the Marquis of Weiyuan is of great benefit to him, even if he doesn't like it, he will be able to coax Chi Wanyue to give everything for him happily, even the entire Hou Mansion.

But every time he faced Chi Bangyue, there was a voice in his heart shouting: It can't be her, anyone can, but it can't be her.

What she deserves is a bright and splendid life, instead of sinking into the mud and suffering with him.

Ning Huaizhao's palm slowly loosened, and the look in his eyes became colder and colder, like winter frost.

"The little county lord's mind of the Tzu Chi world should be used elsewhere, this king doesn't need it!"

After speaking, he stood up to leave, Chi Bangyue reached out to pull him, but he broke away, her wrist was out of force, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Ning Huaizhao's pupils tightened, and his gaze fell on her wrist.

Chi Wanyue raised her eyes and saw him looking at her wrist, her expression tense, and her eyes were covered with a layer of haze.

Perhaps, Ah Zhao is not half distracted by her?

Then she gave it a try.

Ning Huaizhao raised his eyes and saw Chi Bangyue's expression, he was busy gathering his thoughts, and a layer of shame that had been broken in his heart swept up, and he raised his voice: "Qiulin Qiufeng, send the little county lord back." Tell to go down, whoever lets her enter the palace again in the future, this king will severely punish her! ”

"Yes!"

The autumn wind in the autumn forest should fall, and I want to ask Chi Bangyue to go back.

As soon as I turned around, the people were gone.

Qiulin: "The little county lord still has the ability to teleport?" ”

Qiu Feng: "Blind your eyes, look at the high platform." ”

These words entered Ning Huaizhao's ears together, and he turned his head to look.

Chi Bangyue stood on the high platform of the martial arts arena, standing on the side, lifting the corners of her skirt, looking like she was about to jump down at any time.

The platform was three or four stories high, and if you really jumped down, you would not die or be crippled.

Ning Huaizhao tightened his jaw and said in a deep voice: "Chi Bangyue, come down!" ”

Chi Wanyue stubbornly raised her little face: "I don't!" Ning Huaizhao, you also listen to me, I jumped off this high platform today, if you catch me, you will never want to get rid of me in the future, if you ......"

The little girl's voice paused, looking very reluctant to say the second possibility, her voice was a little lower than just now: "If you don't catch me, I will definitely not pester you anymore, whether I die or die today, it has nothing to do with you!" ”

Ning Huaizhao's expression became more and more terrifying, as if the dark clouds were suppressing the sky.

"Threatening this king? Chi Bangyue, you are really capable! ”

Chi Wanyue pursed her lips, and there was a little uncertainty in her voice: "You care about me as a threat, if you don't care, then it's not." ”

"What does your life or death have to do with this king?"

Ning Huaizhao flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.

The lark escaped from the Hou Mansion and rushed to the palace.

As soon as he walked over and took a look at Ning Huaizhao, he saw Chi Bangyue jumping down from the high platform, the corners of her skirt blown up by the wind and raised in midair, like a flower blown away by the wind.

"County Lord!"

The lark was so distraught that he fainted in fright.

Ning Huaizhao's expression changed abruptly, his body was as fast as a ghost, and the corners of his white robe flew and layered, leaving pieces of afterimage in the air.

Only half a meter away, Chi Bangyue will fall to the ground.

Ning Huaizhao took her and made her back, the white robe was stained with dust, and it was pressed under Chi Wanyue's layers of pleated gauze skirts, overlapping and covering.

He was angry, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of deep and heavy anger, his eyes were red, and even the corners of his eyes were dyed a little, he reached out and pinched Chi Bangyue's cheeks, and used his strength: "Chi Bangyue, don't you want to die?" ”

Chi Bangyue smiled and reached out to hold Ning Huaizhao's face, her eyes curved into crescent moons: "Ah Zhao still cares about me, right?" Otherwise, how could you be threatened by me? ”

Ning Huaizhao's mind was dizzy, his teeth were clenched, and even the strength in his hands was a little heavier: "This king is afraid that you will die in the palace, and I can't explain to the old marquis!" ”