Now, you actually said that you don’t allow me to slander myself, oh, it’s really funny, prince, this is in the outskirts, this is daytime, please don’t be dreaming, okay? "
Qian Mo Qingcheng clasped Yun Luoxue's shoulders tightly, and it was really maddening to hear her say this, idiot, actually so slander her herself. /
She actually dared.
"No, I have never treated you like this, Luo Xue, I don't allow you to say that about yourself.
You can hit me, you can scold me, you can kill me, but I don't allow you to say that about yourself.
I can't bear to say something, so how can you say it? "
Yun Luoxue's body shook, raised her eyes, condensed the shocked expression on her face, and smiled leisurely, like the most beautiful flower: "Lord Qianmo, are you not enough in such a scene?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng paused, her cold eyes flashed with a slightly angry look, this girl actually... really stubborn.
"I have no choice but to lie to you. How can you believe that I am not really lie to you?"
Yun Luoxue raised her head and looked directly at him, "I won't believe it, unless you are dead."
Qian Mo Qingcheng's body was slightly stiff, hehe, it was retribution, his little girl didn't believe him anymore.
Does she really not believe him
The sword light in front of him flashed, and the scarlet black short sword on Yun Luoxue's waist was already in Qianmo Qingcheng's hands, "Okay."
Yun Luoxue was slightly startled, is it bitter
Okay, she wants to see...
Suddenly, the blood was flying in front of him, Qian Mo Qingcheng had already handed the sword into Yun Luoxue's hand. He held her hand with the tip of the sword against his heart, and with a little force, the tip of the sword sank into his chest.
The blood gushes out, and the blood spreads.
Yun Luoxue's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at the person in front of him and the blood in front of him.
"Little girl, really, I don't want to lie to you, I just don't want to take you in the vortex of danger, I just don't want you to be in danger..."
With the tip of the sword still stuck in Qianmo Qingcheng's chest, Yun Luoxue almost couldn't breathe for a moment.
He really...
However, she hated others to lie to her the most in her life.
Subconsciously, anyone in this world can lie to her, but she really can't tolerate that the person who lied to her was Qianmo Qingcheng.
This is the most intolerable and unacceptable for her.
"Qianmo Qingcheng, do you still want to deceive me with bitter tricks? Don't you think this is cruel? Or, do you think I can be very easy to deceive?"
Yun Luoxue still held the hilt in her hand, watching the tip of the sword sink into his chest, she chose to be indifferent and ignored.
"Hehe, I seem to have gotten retribution..."
Qian Mo Qingcheng's thin lips pulled out a smile, helpless, distressed, and desperate.
Luo Xue really didn't believe him anymore... Really don't believe it anymore...
Leaning forward, the sword held by Yun Luoxue penetrated into Qianmo Qingcheng's chest again, blood dripping out quickly, the red color was coquettish, and the beauty was dazzling.
"Luo Xue, I know your temperament is cold and arrogant, I know you must hate people who lie to you very much in your heart, haha... I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just hope you don't hate me... OK?"
Yun Luoxue closed her eyes, she could not look at Qianmo Qingcheng's chest, she could ignore the bright red, but why did her heart still hurt so much
Why can I still feel the hot blood dripping when I close my eyes
She has made up her mind to ignore, she has made up her mind to hate, why can't she control her heart