The prince laughed, since ancient times, a woman does not serve two husbands, a minister does not serve two masters, and Chun'er is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Hearing this, Shuyi sneered.

"How many husbands have you served, do you want this king to come for you?"

His words, simple but sharp, directly tore apart the scar in Dai Chun'er's heart.

Over the years, she has always comforted herself with the heroism of her children, but in the end, she still hates that person for being too affectionate.

She raised her head, looked at Shuyi in a daze, and suddenly hooked her lips and smiled, "If the prince is willing to marry Chun'er, Chun'er can also consider it." Otherwise, there is no name and no point, what is the difference between following him and following the prince?"

Shuyi's brows twitched, this woman really has to inch in, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have to weigh myself?

Before he could get angry, a red shadow flew down from the mountain. was robbed of her husband so blatantly, and Huaxin naturally couldn't sit still.

She was not polite, she directly grabbed Dai Chun'er's neck, and opened her mouth to mock, "What do you think you are?

Dai Chun'er didn't refute, but just said to her, "Kill me, otherwise, as long as I live, I will seduce him by any means, man, there will always be a time when you can't hold it." ”

Huaxin was not stupid, and immediately saw her intention to die, suddenly let go, turned back to Shuyi and smiled, "Idiot, I want to punish her in another way." ”

Shuyi looked like he was listening.

Huaxin turned his head to Dai Chun'er again, and then said, "For a person, the most painful thing is to entangle with the most hated person for a lifetime, and the wicked must grind the wicked, I will plant a prisoner heart Gu for you and the Baili sacrifice." ”

Finally, he said, "Don't try to die, for if you die, I will punish you for not dying well, and ...... Let Qu Qianzhen's life be better than death. ”

Dai Chun'er's throat moved, all the words choked in her throat, although she didn't know the origin of the painting heart, but she had heard her master say that the painting heart was far more terrifying and difficult to deal with than Shuyi.

It is also true that in order to kill the painting heart, she lost two henchmen in a row, but she still did not hurt her, which shows that she is extraordinary.

Regarding this matter, Shuyi did not say anything, and Huaxin made his own opinion, personally pressed Dai Chun'er to the dungeon, and sent someone to invite Qian Junmo to come over.

The dungeon was dark and damp, and Baili was looking at the walls in a gloomy mood, he was naturally worried about being with the light, and he had to find a way to make Huaxin believe him, but it was difficult for him to see Huaxin now.

As he read it, suddenly there was movement outside the dungeon, and four or five people came in in a bustling city.

Walking in the front is the heart of the painting, which is more and more bright and moving, but Dai Chun'er, who is pressed by the two black-clothed people in the back, is embarrassed, and then there are Qian Junmo and Shuyi, both of whom are dressed in blue robes, and they look at the indescribable tacit understanding.

The Hundred Mile Festival sat coldly like that, and slowly lowered his eyes when he met the four eyes of the painting. He couldn't figure out his feelings for this woman, and his love and hate were very unclear.

He deliberately stabbed the painting heart, "Why does the princess have time to come to see me today, is she and Guang Tongchen already dead?"

Huaxin was not annoyed, and smiled calmly, "You are so looking forward to the death of that monk?

Baili Sai was stunned for a moment, "He's all healed?"

"You still want to fool me, Baili Festival, you can tell me, in this world, who can hurt that monk?"