Chapter 622: Where Did the Princess Go?

Because of traditional Chinese medicine, Yun Qiange is like entering a magic barrier.

She was so furious that she ripped off the bedspread and tore it into four!

Regardless of Wan Qi Haoyu's fierce resistance, he was tied to the bed!

Wan Qi Haoyu was tied into a large font, and such a humiliating gesture was unacceptable to the man who had always been high!

His face, which had always been as cold as jade, was distorted: "I, Wan Qi Haoyu, am the princess's person, and death is the princess's ghost." You want me to commit myself to you, wishful thinking!"

Realizing what Wan Qi Haoyu wanted to do, Yun Qiange grabbed his chin and stuffed the remaining bedspread into his mouth, trying to bite his tongue and kill himself.

She smiled coldly and sneered at each other: "If you want to kill yourself, let's go to the next life." ”

Wan Qi Haoyu couldn't speak, his body couldn't move, and even begging for death became a luxury. He almost fainted with his blood and blood!

This despicable woman actually used force on him!

If Wan Qi Haoyu's eyes can kill people, Yun Qiange has already been killed by Wan Qi Haoyu! Such obvious disgust and hatred can be felt even by Yun Qiange, who is not very conscious.

It was precisely because of his disgust that Yun Qiange was even more angry! Why didn't he believe her, why did he have to admit her wrong! It's that he doesn't love her! I don't love it at all!

Yun Qiange pulled Wan Qi Haoyu's clothes, saying that it was tearing down rather than tearing, crazy tearing!

Wan Qi Haoyu watched his clothes being torn to shreds by the woman, like flying flotsam in the sky broken in the middle of the night.

He saw the candlelight hitting her face, her face was inexplicably dark, she was a fairy-like face, but she had a dark side from hell.

She smiled calmly, ruthlessly.

His hatred, with the sound of tearing and pulling of the cloth, penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

This night, the candle flame was blurred, and she took possession of his body without pity.

This night, the cold and arrogant man didn't hum a word, didn't pander, didn't cooperate, like a piece of wood, let her fiddle.

This night, her repeated requests finally became his nightmare.

He's going to kill her! Kill her!!!!!

When the night passes, the dawn comes.

Shangguan Ning came out of the room with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and he was in a very bad mood!

Shangguan Ning was still wearing the gorgeous red robe, covered with a red gauze cloak, and the robe was embroidered with a little elegant red plum, outlined with black lines, faint, enchanting and hazy.

He didn't crown his hair, but let his white hair fall away, but it was still beautiful so that the eyes of the guests who ate breakfast in the inn looked straight.

"Someone!" Shangguan Ning is very angry!

Sensing that Childe was angry, the guards who were dining downstairs didn't even drink the gruel in their hands and ran up.

"Gong ...... Son. ”

"Where's the princess?" Shangguan glanced at the guards.

Being stared at by this, the guard only felt that his scalp was numb, as if he had been targeted by a poisonous snake, and he stammered in fright: "Go back to the ...... Childe, the lower official and ...... I didn't see the ...... Princess. ”

Shangguan Ning was not satisfied with such an answer, and the red thread in his sleeve did not know when it was wrapped around the man's neck.

The red line tightened, and the guard began to roll his eyes after being strangled by the red line, and his voice was very dangerous: "This son will give you a tea time, and you can't find the princess, you ......"

He swept the guards who were drinking porridge below with his narrow Danfeng eyes, and a smile of unknown meaning hung on the corner of his mouth.

It's because he didn't finish talking that it makes people feel even more terrifying!

One of the guards who was drinking porridge even choked on his throat in fright! Everyone is a spirit, too ...... It's horrible!

When Shangguan Ning let go of the guards who were about to be strangled, where were the shadows of other guards? They all ran to find the princess.

Not long after, a guard ran in: "Childe, the princess and the princess are in the west wing." ”