Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

Chapter 9: The unfathomable monster (2)

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"Woman, be careful of that boy in white..."

Lie's voice suddenly sounded, with an imperceptible tremor, and finally disappeared.

Bai Ye's eyebrows furrowed. This young maid actually exuded the aura of a peak martial artist, while the man in white didn't have the slightest aura of cultivation.

To be able to hide his cultivation freely, he must either have extremely high internal strength like her, or he must be very strong!

"You shouldn't judge a person by his appearance!" After saying this pointedly, she turned around and left, intending to stay away from these two strange and powerful men.

The masked maid stepped forward to stop her and apologized: "I must apologize to the girl! My master and I did not mean to insult the girl. Don't misunderstand me!"

Seeing that there was no malice in the maid's eyes, she waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I'll say goodbye!"

The man's delicate thin lips smiled gradually, understanding deeply.

A person cannot be judged by his appearance, which means that he looks like a human being, but he turns out to be a prodigal.

"I never hesitate to praise beautiful things, and I never mean to blaspheme them. There is no need to get angry." He explained gently.

Bai Ye stopped, raised his eyebrows, and went straight to the point: "It's easy to talk, so don't get angry! Do you know Xiao Luobing, sir?"

"do not know."

The answer is as expected. If you had seen such an outstanding person, you would not have any impression at all.

"Then let me ask, who set up the tombstone outside the house?"

He hooked the guqin standing beside the couch and played with it with his slender fingers. The untuned music flowed from his fingertips, but it was not harsh.

"it is me."

She was confused: "If you don't know me, why do you do this?"

"I like to erect monuments for people who died unjustly. There is no reason." After saying that, the man in white coughed lightly.

Since he knew that Xiao Luobing died unjustly, how much other things could he possibly know about...

After a moment of silence, she nodded and said, "Since you don't want to talk, I won't bother you."

At this time, the man suddenly stopped plucking the strings, put down the wine bottle and took a sip.

"Someone wants to avenge the Xiao family. It seems that the relationship with the Xiao family is very unusual. Could it be that someone slipped through the net?"

She turned around suddenly and stared into the man's smiling eyes. He spoke calmly, the wine flowing down his smooth chin and disappearing into his clothes.

The lazy and fox-like man in front of him seemed more and more mysterious. Is he actually so strong that he could clearly hear what he said in front of his parents' graves

Bai Ye suddenly smiled, her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, walked to the door, and said the last words.

"You are seriously injured and may die suddenly at any time. If you want to report me, you'd better do it as soon as possible!"

The man was standing in front of the window with bare feet and a wine bottle, just looking at the beautiful figure gradually disappearing.

The cold wind blew in through the window, diluting the warm fragrance in the room. His long hair was messy and his clothes were flying, as if he was riding the wind.

"Master." The man in purple suddenly appeared from behind and called in a deep voice.

"Nan Xiang, she is very interesting."

The man turned around and looked sideways. I don't know if it was due to the alcohol or the cold wind. There was a slight blush in the corners of his eyes, adding a beautiful color to his originally charming eyebrows.

Nan Xiang frowned slightly and asked, "Master, don't you plan to get rid of her?"

"That's natural." He straightened his hair that was blown by the wind and closed the window with his backhand. He walked back to the fox-skin couch and lay down lazily. After the burning charcoal warmed up the room's bergamot incense, he slowly said: "I'm not going to die soon, so I don't really want to fight or kill."

As the setting sun began to shine, his white clothes were dyed red. At first glance, he looked like a blood-soaked Shura, which shocked Nan Xiang and the masked maid.