When Song Wei heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at her lightly, and then with a "bang", the wine glass in his hand was pinched in his hand and split open.

The crisp voice also woke everyone present, and they all knelt on the ground and didn't dare to speak again.

He looked at Chi Yao, who was still standing in place and didn't move, tilted his head to look at her, and said in a voice without any emotion.

"Come here."

Chi Yao came to him with a pursed mouth, looked at the hand that was scratched by the wine glass, gently held his hand, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Why bother?"

The fluttering words were like a knife into his heart, making everything he had carefully arranged like a joke.

He looked at her with red eyes, looked at her viciously, and said, "Don't you have a trace of them..."

He didn't have the courage to say the rest of the story.

A cult leader would even use wind and dust to test the hearts of the people he loved.

As long as she is willing to take a step towards him, he will walk all the rest of the road for her.

Blood mixed with sake dripped to the ground, and the sound of dripping down was mixed with his humble tone, and the eyes that wanted to question but didn't dare to show it.

The Yingying Yanyan in the pavilion knelt on the ground but didn't even dare to come out, just lowered her head, eager to cover her ears.

Especially the woman who spoke disrespectfully just now, kneeling on the ground weakly at this time, her pale face held her breath, and she wanted to disappear here immediately.

Who would have thought that the lord, who has always been at odds with the decency, would look at the decent saint woman differently, and this saint doesn't seem to appreciate it, she is quite affectionate to the king, and the goddess has no intention.

Chi Yao's soft voice sounded, "If you like it, it's also quite interesting." ”

"Do you like that?"

Song Wei looked at her white face with an indifferent look carefully, quietly waiting for her words, as if she was also looking forward to something.

"I like it."

Chi Yao raised her head to look at him, puffed up a slight breath and gently blew into his scratched palm, and then took out her white handkerchief to cover the wound for him.

The subtle touch spread out at his wound with a slight strangeness, as if a tingling sensation spread from the palm of his hand to the tip of his heart, gently tapping his slightly numb heartbeat.

No one saw that his cold eyes gradually melted a little, and gradually became warm and looked at the person who bandaged him.

He waved his hand to pull the people around him down, pulled Chi Yao up and hugged her in his arms, rubbed her neck tightly, and whispered: "As long as you are willing to take a step towards me, I am willing to give you anything!" ”

Chi Yao didn't have any emotion on his face, just lowered his eyes and looked at him silently.

He left the woman who had just spoken out, but his deep and sexy voice said bloodthirsty words, "Do you want her to die?" ”

Chi Yao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looked at the woman who was kneeling on the ground trembling but didn't dare to beg for mercy, shook her head slightly and said, "Why did you kill her?" ”

"She's disrespectful to you..."

"No need, let her go down."

Chi Yao's sweet and soft voice interrupted Song Xuan's unfinished words.

After hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to kowtow and retreat, when suddenly, a fragment hit her forehead.

She even had the joy and fear of the rest of her life on her face, and this sudden change made her look stop at this moment forever.

(End of chapter)