"Hoo ......"

A cold silver glow sprinkled on the picturesque garden, and the people under the moon were confronting each other, one was a handsome boy dressed in white, and the other was a female assassin who could not hide her figure, and the sword was tense.

"I'm glad you can call me the second son, but I don't like the tone of your voice just now."

Wei Buqi narrowed his eyes, but the masked woman opposite him was holding her chest with her hands, laughing and trembling.

"I didn't know that the little boy of the Wei family was so cute~"

Her words were full of condescending ridicule, and she didn't take him seriously at all.

"I don't know what to say!"

Wei Er realized that he couldn't negotiate with her, so he didn't hesitate to strike again, and he already had a plan in his heart to get her done.

"Childe is like a newborn calf, not very old, and his temper is not small."

The female assassin sneered, and in the face of his stabbing blade, she tapped her toes to the ground, flew backwards, and raised a jade finger to confront him, as if playing with him in the palm of her hand.

"This sword is really powerful, it's a pity that I met my sister~"

She flew with Wei Gongzi's sword like a catkins, her mouth was unforgiving, and she said some charming and angry words.

"Shall I teach you the cultivation method that only adults can learn?"

Wei Buqi looked calm, unmoved by her provocation, there is one thing to say, this female thief's words and deeds are completely demonic, he has never seen a good family talk so coquettishly.

"You can't run."

He secretly accumulated strength, and on the surface he cooperated with her performance, his face was as usual, but there was obvious anger in his eyes, and he almost broke the defense.

"Why should I run away? You can't catch me. ”

The woman in black managed to see the anger of his performance, and she smiled even more, pretending to be nervous.

"The second son is angry, I didn't mean to annoy you, don't be angry......"

Before she could finish speaking, her voice changed, and her tone took on a mocking tone.

"If you can't be angry, I'll help you vent your anger, provided that you can catch me, if I fall into your hands, you can do whatever you want, but you seem to be so weak that you can't even touch the corners of my clothes?"

Wei Buqi listened to her gentle and cheerful voice, and had to admit that her mouth had a bit of effort, and a few words made people have the urge to plug her mouth.

"Shut up!"

Wei Er feigned anger and shouted, his offensive became more aggressive, but his swordsmanship was chaotic.

"You're not good."

The female assassin smiled proudly, believing the anger he showed at this time, who doesn't know the name of the second son of Wei?

"You'll interject when I speak now......"

She suddenly let out another grunt of displeasure, and suddenly caught the blade of the sword with the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

"My sister doesn't dare to think about what you will do in the future!"

Before Wei Buqi could speak, she turned from defense to offense, and with a flick of her fingers, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was deflected with a "dang", and she raised her jade hand to pinch his face.

"Presumptuous!"

Wei Erye put on a look of surprise and anger, turned his head to dodge her attacking hand, her figure flashed, and a kick was kicked on his buttocks, and he staggered forward, embarrassed.

"Are you still going to fight?"

The female assassin laughed softly, and she seemed to enjoy playing with him, her eyes glaring.

"I will never spare you!"

Wei Buqi was "annoyed and angry", turned around and slashed out a sword, her willow eyebrows hidden under the hood raised, suddenly grabbed his wrist, and unceremoniously shook the weapon in his hand down.

She stepped forward, a pair of bright eyes met his, her eyes were full of teasing, and she reached out to pinch his chin playfully.

He froze, and the warm incense hit his face, causing his nerves to relax.

"You're so weak that people want to hold it in your arms and love it~"

The masked thief smiled foolishly, her words full of contempt, and she sighed as if she regretted his incompetence.

"Really?"

Wei Buqi looked at her, he looked at the sneer in her eyes, and suddenly showed a gentle smile to her.

"You!"

The female assassin's eyes tightened, and before she could retreat, Wei Er's hand that he had grabbed emitted a glow, and the corner of his sleeve showed a complex formation.

He took her hand back, and dense runes crawled along his skin to her soft, and in the blink of an eye they poked into her nightwalker.

Her eyes trembled violently, and she was about to fight back, but to her horror, she found that her body was out of control.

"Good sister."

Wei Gongzi called her self-proclaimed with interest and smiled.

"Do you remember what you said to me?"

His warm eyes were like a spring breeze, but the hand he held with her began to exert force.

"You said if I caught you, let me do whatever I wanted......"

Wei Buqi pressed his right hand down in her frightened gaze, and the flirtatious beauty assassin let out a muffled grunt, and he knelt on his knees without resistance, bowing down in humiliation under him.

"Don't!"

She lifted her cheeks with difficulty, her expression furious.

"It's useless for you to cry."

Wei Ergongzi learned from her previous frivolous tone, his left hand held a jade pendant engraved with the word "slave", and without giving her time to react, his jade hand pressed on her heart.

He tightened his five fingers, and pinched her mercilessly until she exhaled in pain, and it was a spicy hand destroying flowers!

The jade light flickered, and the hand he held in her heart emitted a brilliant light.

"Wei thief—"

The female assassin had finally lost all her composure, and she could feel a strange fluctuation carving a mark on her flesh and soul, a slave mark!

"Huh?"

Wei Buqi thoughtfully felt the heaviness in his hands, and he found that he seemed to have some kind of connection with her, inseparable, even blood.

"I'll kill you!"

The female thief kneeling in front of him let out a low roar, unable to play any longer, and a surging coercion erupted from her.

"Grand Master?"

Wei Er frowned, he suppressed Xiu Wei to fight with her, but he didn't expect her to hide her strength, which is not good.

"Fuck off."

The female assassin broke free from his grip and straightened up, looking at him with a look that almost burst into flames!

"You dare to kill the Lord?"

Wei Buqi took on the identity of the master, but it was impossible for him to make her obey, and he could only control the subordinates with the mark that Nuyu had left on her.

He is only a grandmaster, and she is the existence that broke the fifth day level, and can completely get rid of his manipulation.

However, she couldn't dissolve his mark, and he was still able to fiddle with her at will.

"Shut up!"

The female snitch was even angrier when she heard this, and angrily shook off his clenched sinful hand, and her pink fist pinched a trembling halo of light and struck him in the face.

She felt a tingling in her heart as she attacked him, and her spirit swayed, and her heart and God told her that she could not be his enemy.

The feeling of her body being against her will made her tremble, and she endured the discomfort and attacked him with a higher realm.

"Hmph."

A cold voice came, and she noticed that the great cultivator who was killing from the side, so she had to rest her heart of revenge, glanced at him with a cold expression, and without hesitation, turned into a ghostly light and swept away outside the palace.

"You don't have to chase."

Wei Buqi stopped Yang Shaocheng, and raised his hand in front of him for a long time, a long flame-colored hair looked burning in the night.

"Do you know her identity?"

Envoy Yang asked cautiously, a powerhouse of the Five Realms who dared to assassinate the second prince was undoubtedly on the must-kill list of Chong Mingwei.

"An old friend of mine."

Wei Er laughed meaningfully, put the hair between his fingers into the wind, and let it fly.

He was about to beckon Yang Shaocheng to go home, his eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to hold a brilliant immortal map.

The light of this scroll is a little brighter than before, giving people an indescribable sense of danger, as if one more look will make the soul disappear.

"Isn't that a coincidence?"

Wei Buqi showed a smile as warm as jade, and before she left, he was about to go to meet her admirer.

"The ...... of the Tang Dynasty"

……

The moon is bright and the wind is clear.

A pitch-black shadow shuttled between the rows.

After a long time, she flew into a mansion in the south of the city.

"Sss

The female assassin returned to her boudoir, gritting her teeth and snorting softly, waving her hand to light the oil lamp, the dim light illuminating her plump figure hidden under her nightdress.

She took off her headscarf, and her long hair was as hot as orange dancing without wind, and her black clothes fell to the ground, followed by a bright yellow belly pocket, and her small clothes were embroidered with begonias.

Looking down, she gasped, and what caught her eyes was first snow-colored, and then she saw a shocking crimson handprint, which showed his ruthlessness! Under the red marks, white jade-like handwriting appeared, and the strokes occupied her entire heart, slave.

"It hurts......"

She stamped her feet in anger, and the imprint left by the great wicked man trembled before her eyes, and it was thrilling.

"Wei Buqi!"

(End of chapter)