"Lord, what should I do, your guards can't beat me..."Yu Mei chuckled, looking like she was bewitching all beings, but in her eyes, there was a chill that permeated people.

Qian Jingyao was shocked by the cold in her eyes, but after all, she was a generation of famous generals, sorted out her emotions, and snorted coldly, "Since this is the case, this king is at your disposal!"

"Oh, let me do it?" raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, "Lord Wang, this is what you said..."

Qian Jingyao looked at her expression that seemed to be a successful conspiracy, and her heart was cold, and when she really wanted to ask her what she wanted, she didn't know, but she smiled and shouted sweetly to the people a meter away, "People, the prince is so courageous, say let me deal with it, the little woman is not talented, she has no skills, and now the prince said this, the little woman is not easy to refuse, so, who has the knife? Can you lend me a knife?"

Everyone was fascinated by this sweet and greasy smile, where can they care what she wants to do, they all scramble to find a knife to throw to her, the last one, a knife flew out of a corner, flying straight towards her, there was no deviation, Yu Mei smiled, stretched out her hand to catch the knife, and then smiled, "Xie Lu Xie..."

"You, what do you want a knife for..."Qian Jingyao was terrified, looking at the shining knife in her hand, and even her voice trembled slightly.

Yu Mei ignored him, holding the hilt of the knife, the tip of the knife slowly down his face, down, across the jaw, across the chest... Everywhere he passed, Qian Jingyao was very nervous, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but the movements of Yu Mei's hand did not stop, until the knife was aimed at his life...

Brush –

Everyone held their breath and looked at them without blinking, for fear of missing out on something.

"Lord Wang, you say, what will happen if I go down with this knife?" A deadly bewitching smile spread across her face, and Yumei's eyes flashed with an evil light. The little hand swayed, and the blade swayed with it, as if it was about to fall off in the next second...

Qian Jingyao gasped, his eyes were staring at the sharp blade tightly, and he didn't dare to take a breath, "You, don't be impulsive, as long as you let go of this king, this king promises you, whatever you want, I will give it to you!"

"Hehe..."Yu Mei sneered, her little face bloomed like a flower, and even the palace sand between her eyebrows seemed to be a little brighter. "If you really want anything, you can give it?"

"Yes, yes, this king always counts when he speaks!" Qian Jingyao nodded like pounding garlic, as if she was afraid that she would not believe it.

"So, I want, what about the emperor's head today?" The tone was light and seemed to be able to drift away with the wind, and Yumei's eyes were full of arrogance and frivolity, obviously such a disgusting and arrogant look, but on her face, it was so dazzling and shining.

Hiss –

She heard the sound of everyone inhaling, and the scene was very quiet, and the atmosphere dropped from zero focus.

"You, you are presumptuous! Do you know what you are talking about?" his eyes widened, and Qian Jingyao exclaimed in surprise, but there was such a slight trembling, this woman, she was so bold and arrogant that she didn't take anyone seriously, but she couldn't do anything to her, was she really the weak county magistrate she saw that day?

The seemingly light tone is secretly sharp, this woman, she has a surrendering self-confidence, and high pride!

"Why, you can't do it?" As soon as the sharp eyes turned, the cold seeped out, and even the voice was a little colder in vain.

This woman's face has changed so quickly! Qian Jingyao just wanted to speak, but he didn't know that Yumei no longer gave him a chance to speak!

Accompanied by Yu Mei's cold words, the sharp blade in his hand quickly stabbed down, "Since you can't do it, then don't talk big!"

"Ahh

The screams of pain spread throughout the Western Fog Country, and almost at the same time, the male compatriots who were watching clamped their lower bodies in unison...

Qian Jingyao's face turned pale, there was a sharp pain in his lower body, and he suddenly fainted, Yumei stood up with a cold snort, dropped the blade in his hand, and found a handkerchief to wipe his hand carefully, threw away the handkerchief, raised his little face, raised his foot and prepared to leave, who knows, she just raised her foot, and behind her, there was a cry of surprise

“... Uncle Wang!"