Almost at the same time as Yun Qingyan ordered Xiao Xuan, a gust of evil wind blew and the sweet fragrance spread.
Rows of red candles were extinguished inch by inch, and the whole room fell into darkness!
Yun Qingyan quickly gathered up the quilt, then turned over lightly and entered under the bed, quietly.
"Miss?" A soft female voice sounded outside the door.
She was answered by silence.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of soft footsteps at the door.
Under the dim moonlight, Yun Qingyan saw a graceful and slender woman walking from the door. Her steps were slow, but Yun Qingyan still heard a trace of nervousness hidden in the tiny steps.
With this little bit of moral integrity, you still want to kill her? Yun Qingyan's eyes flashed with contempt.
Zi Wan squeezed her hand, and there were a few beads of sweat oozing out there.
She tried to relax her breathing, and her eyes fell on the arched quilt,
With a bang, he took out a sharp dagger from his sleeve.
If the lights were still on, you would definitely be able to see that the dagger was stained with blood-sealing poison, and the faint green color made your scalp numb.
"Yun Qingyan, don't blame me." Zi Wan said in a spicy tone while staring coldly at the arched outline.
"If I'm to blame, it's just your presence, it's so annoying!"
After saying this, the dagger fell hard.
The imagined splatter of blood did not happen. There was no feeling of a dagger piercing the flesh. Instead, it seemed like it had been pierced into a large piece of soft and fluffy cloth.
Zi Wan was startled. She stabbed the arched outline several times with trembling hands. Soon, the arched black outline deflated as if it had run out of air.
no one? !
As soon as her pupils opened, Zi Wan couldn't care about anything else and vigorously opened the quilt.
At the same time, the cold touch pressed tightly against her neck, like the god of death in the dark night, causing a shiver to rise from her spine.
An evil voice sounded in her ears, with a bit of cynical disdain, "Tsk, tsk~ What did my quilt offend you? Do you want to treat it like this?"
"Yun Qingyan?! You're not dead!" That familiar yet unfamiliar voice made Zi Wan's scalp numb and she screamed.
The moment she spoke, a cruel and poisonous light flashed in her eyes, she turned over and stabbed the dagger behind her.
"Ha~" A contemptuous voice sounded, and Zi Wan felt her dagger pierce into the air.
The cold touch on her neck went a little deeper, and traces of blood seeped out. The subtle pain magnified infinitely in the darkness, stimulating her nerves.
"Aster, after all, I am your master who has served you for so long, so you expect me to die?" The cynical voice sounded behind her again, but the dagger against her vitality did not move at all -
"With your skills, you dare to imitate others and become a killer. Don't you think it's embarrassing for me, my master?"
"Tell me, who is the person who ordered you to come?" Yun Qingyan asked with a smile, her tone was relaxed, as if she was chatting with an old friend.
"Miss, this slave is wrong!"
What answered Yun Qingyan was a suppressed voice of regret.
Aster's lowered eyes flashed with dark light.
Although I don’t know when Yun Qingyan, a loser, became so powerful, Yun Qingyan has always been soft-hearted. As long as she kneels down and begs for mercy, she will definitely not argue with her!
"Slave... slave, you are all under coercion!!" Zi Yuan burst into tears and cried sadly.
Yun Qingyan's dagger circled on Zi Yuan's delicate skin. Every movement was like a poisonous snake licking her with cold apricot, making people's hair stand on end.
A cold voice sounded like a ghost calling for life on Zi Wan's neck -
"Oh? You should tell me, Miss, who is coercing you?"
(End of chapter)