Dongfang Jing's scalp gradually felt tingling, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and she finally fell asleep beside the bed.
"Damn it! It's for nothing, you bitch!" Zi Yan cursed in a low voice, and got so angry! She wanted to torture her, and wanted her to suffer for seven days and seven nights! In this way, such a good opportunity was wasted!
On the soft couch, Zongzheng Fusu closed his eyes tightly, and his consciousness was chaotic.
Ziyan had been thinking about him for a long time, so she didn't have the time to pay attention to Dongfang Jing. She turned over and pressed Zongzheng Fusu under her body, tore off the extra clothes on his body, pinched his chin, and sneered, "Zongzheng Fusu" Zhengfu Su? Yuchi Wuyou? My dear master! Have you ever thought that one day, you will end up sleeping with a filthy woman like me?!"
Ziyan paused, then stretched out her hand to caress his side face, and said with a sneer, "What a handsome face! The world thinks you are extremely ugly, and no one dares to approach you. You are in vain. Zhongli Wanyun That bitch! It's all right now... Soon, you will belong to me! Master, are you happy?"
As she spoke, she leaned down and wanted to kiss that impeccably perfect face!
The man lying flat on the couch suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of faint purple light suddenly appeared in the eyes!
He turned over and pressed Zi Yan to death on the cold wall beside him, pinched her neck, stared at her coldly, and scolded, "I'm not happy! Being played with by a woman like you, I don't care at all!" happy!"
"Zongzheng Fusu!" Zi Yan exclaimed, "How is it possible?! You have been poisoned by Qiye Naihe grass! You have not recovered from your internal injuries, so it is impossible for you to be so strong!"
"Zongzheng Fusu? Heh..." The man smiled playfully, and the purple light in his eyes became more and more cold, "Zi Yan, widen your eyes and see, who is the master?!"
Zi Yan's body shook, and she reacted so suddenly, the tip of her tongue was numb, and she was trembling, "Murong Qianjue?!"
Snapped-
Murong Qianjue raised his hand and slapped her heavily, which made her ears go numb!
"Who gave you the guts to call your master by his first name?!" He sneered coldly, and the evil look at the corner of his mouth was hard to hide.
"Second...Second Master." Zi Yan trembled. She was not afraid of Zongzheng Fusu, because that man saved her life after all, and raised her for so many years, she knew his bottom line. No matter how outrageous things she did, he would not kill her. But Murong Qianjue is different, his split evil personality can do anything!
"En." Murong Qianjue nodded thoughtfully, "The eyes are not too bad! It's a pity..."
He paused, glanced back at the woman on the side of the bed who was dripping with blood on her wrist, raised his hand and picked up the fruit knife on the table, and unceremoniously "swish, swish, swish" on Ziyan's wrist. Three cuts!
"Ah... ah!" Zi Yan was in so much pain that tears almost fell down!
But Murong Qianjue refused to give up, raised his arm and swung the knife, cutting one after another, just like Ling Chi!
"Second Master, spare your life! Second Master, spare your life...Zi Yan was wrong! Zi Yan knew she was wrong!" Zi Yan cried out in pain, but in the blink of an eye, her hands and wrists were already bloody!
"Forgive me?" Murong Qianjue shook his head, "I didn't intend to kill you! On the contrary... I still want to thank you!"