The cold blade made Han Feiyu even more timid, and the cold of this blade was like the cold brought by the eighteenth layer of hell, as if the blade would hang on her neck in the next second.

The kind of pain and cowardice that can't guess the next second is enough to pull people into the abyss, not to mention Feng Qinxue, a person who has crawled out of the eighteenth layer of hell.

The eighteenth floor of hell was cold and lonely, and she liked that place a lot.

No, because every time I kill a qiē demonic beast, I really enjoy lying in the air and watching the flowers on the other side swaying and dancing with the wind.

That kind of silent enjoyment, really beautiful.

However, for the sake of Feng Qianmo, she had to come out, she didn't have such a great virtue of life in the fairy world to hang on her lips, her life was her own, how could she let others cherish it if she didn't cherish it?

Moreover, she has no obligation to cherish the lives of others.

This is the biggest rule of survival in the world, the law of the jungle.

She doesn't spend an extra second caring about how others feel, and she doesn't spend an extra second caring about how others feel.

However, now that this person has seen Feng Qianmo's face, what should she do if she is really unhappy?

"Han Feiyu, Han Feiyu, look at your beautiful face, I guess you haven't married yet...... What would it be like if there was a beautiful wound?"

"What are you going to do!" Han Feiyu timidly looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, with three thousand black hair hanging down on her shoulders, and her side eyes drooping her eyelashes, making it difficult to find out what she was thinking in her heart.

This kind of person, in terms of aura, has already lost a lot, a big one, and this temperament is ......

made her mistakenly think that the woman in front of her was like a ghost, and the beauty of her face was really like a ghost, and it was unreal.

Alluring the country and the city can be regarded as the tip of the iceberg.

Suddenly, a tearing pain came, and it gradually began to spread along her cheeks, the pain, like the pain of being burned by fire, Han Feiyu is Prime Minister Zuo's favorite daughter, where have you usually suffered anything?

Therefore, when she first felt the pain, the tears in the corners of Han Feiyu's eyes rolled down the wound, so it really hurt, and the pain in her heart seemed to have made her lose her original voice.

"Please, spare me, I really, really didn't mean to offend. ”

"Hmm...... How about I'm going to get your eyeballs?"

Feng Qinxue looked at Han Feiyu with half-squinted black eyes, she had seen a lot of this kind of person.

At the beginning, when she ruined the Feng family, she was used to the so-called hypocrisy and mercy, and she didn't ask anyone, because if you can't even protect your own things, what can you expect others to help you protect?

Whether it's Feng Qianmo or painting Baixi, no matter who it is......

As long as she is an important person to her Feng Qinxue, she will protect her, instead of begging others to protect her for her like an idiot.

At the beginning, she thought that she had the protection of Feng Qianmo and could enjoy a peaceful life with peace of mind, but when she found out that it was too late to make a mistake, who gave her any help and opportunity?

Oh, she doesn't expect others to help her, since this qiē belongs to her Feng Qinxue, she has the obligation to protect it.

Since she is bloodthirsty at the tip of the knife, she has not tasted that wonderful taste.

The tip of the knife fell mercilessly, and with the screams that spread from Han Feiyu's mouth, only the sound of blood dripping remained......

Echoing in the room......

Silently reverberating......

Feng Qin's snow-white fingers gracefully pulled out a beautiful eyeball, blood dripped down the fingertips, even more bewitching and beautiful, and the white fingers set off the red blood even more evil.

Beauty, but, often beautiful things are poisonous.

How could her man casually show it to others, threw his eyes on the ground with disdain, didn't look back at Han Feiyu, who had fallen in a pool of blood and couldn't cry, wiped the blood on the bed curtain casually, and looked at the person in front of him with a light smile, "What, do you think I'm cruel?"

"Hmm...... Think this will offset your overnight bet?"

Feng Qinxue pouted, she thought that Feng Qianmo would be soft-hearted, and said that it would be fine in the middle of the night, but suddenly thought of something, raised her eyebrows and looked at the person in front of her, and said with a smile, "I took away a pair of eyes of Prime Minister Zuo's daughter, Prime Minister Zuo won't trouble you?"

"What do you think can be said to make a person with such a majestic status fearful, or even the timidity in his heart?"

Feng Qinxue lowered her eyes, huh...... It seems that her master is not ruthless, of course she has seen many, many high-end domineering and high-grade people in the fairy world before, of course, in the end, she is not dead, crippled.

Of course, Feng Qinxue didn't know what Feng Qianmo had done at this time, otherwise she would probably be a little frightened in the face of her master at this time.

"Well, Master, following our topic just now, haven't you discovered anything?"

"What do you want the teacher to discover?" Lightly lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth lightly kissed Feng Qinxue's lips, Feng Qianmo unceremoniously kissed Feng Qinxue and almost suffocated.

She can scold, Feng Qianmo, your ancestor gave birth to you in the air in his last life.

Feng Qinxue admits that her lung capacity is not the best, but her lung capacity can reach a full advantage, and now she can feel suffocation, what does it mean!

It shows that this old fox has practiced a certain kung fu to the point of birth.

Now, Feng Qinxue felt that it was not her question of asking Feng Qianmo if it was the first time she found out that she was the first time, but that she should ask Feng Qianmo if she had stolen people before!

With such skillful skills, Feng Qianmo dared to answer a no, or yes, could she really consider sharpening her knife Huo Huo Xiang Feng Qianmo.

"Well, Master, you tell you honestly, what have you done in the past few hundred years...... No, no, by the way, tell me everything about you from birth to now!"

"Before answering these questions for the teacher, shouldn't the apprentice go back to the inn with the teacher?"

Hearing Feng Qianmo's words, Feng Qinxue remembered that this was not her own territory.

It seems that she has been in someone else's territory for a long time, so Feng Qinxue pulled Feng Qianmo's sleeve, blinked her pure eyes, and asked, "Master, then you can jump out of the window with your apprentice." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qinxue honestly took off her mask and put it on Feng Qianmo's face, and had to admit that she would rather walk less by herself than be looked at by others.