Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 712 Willing to live up to the world

He bent down to look at her, and she looked up at him. They were so close that they could see the reflection in each other's pupils.

"Then what if the beauty betrays you? Don't you regret it?" She asked after cooperating with him once in a while.

"Take me?" He straightened up, his arms moved slightly, and the tip of the gun slid slightly.

She wore a very gorgeous gold-embroidered black dress. The style was a bit loose and didn't fit well, but it had a lazy and casual allure for no reason.

The golden pattern on the collar is embroidered with landscapes, which loosely wraps around her slender neck, as if wrapping up a period of radiant spring.

Against the backdrop of the black fabric, the nephrite-like skin looks more and more moist and delicate, as if a light breath or a light pinch of a finger can scratch the skin and leave scars...

Of course, he can't blow it, and he can't touch it.

With such regret and intolerance, the tip of his gun slid down again and landed in the middle of her collarbone.

He controlled his strength extremely well, the sharp spear point met the tender skin, not only did not draw a trace of scars, there was not even a single red mark.

But Zhao Xiwei still wanted to hide subconsciously.

She's not used to being touched by other men, even if it's just the tip of a gun.

However, before his body moved, when he raised his eyes, he saw the glimmer of light in his eyes.

A bit provocative, a bit affectionate, and a bit provocative.

"..."

She doesn't want to hide from this!

Just hold on, she won't lose a piece of meat!
It is absolutely impossible to make her admit defeat!

Zhao Xi raised his chin slightly, his lips raised silently, and returned the same provocative gaze.

She wants to see how many tricks His Royal Highness Jin Wang can have?
"boom!"

My heart suddenly beat wildly.

Li Chengfeng's arm trembled, and the spear almost fell out of his hand.

It's really strange, it's obviously a stage play, why did he get stage fright first?
This witch!
It really is a witch!
He cursed secretly, and was about to speak when he saw her raise her eyebrows and blink.

This look, smart and sly, makes people cute and hateful.

Heart suddenly hot.

He retracted his fingertips slightly, gripped the spear more forcefully, and suddenly reached her throat.

"May the world live up to you..." He bent down again, and the spear did not retract, just maintaining the posture of pressing against him.

This posture is actually very weird. From a distance, it looks like a defeated general is begging for mercy, but he doesn't care at all. He just leans forward and looks her in the eyes, saying word by word: "But die for the beauty, my king, not regret!"

"Oh?" Zhao Xiwei kept staring at him, not letting go of the slightest change in him. Hearing this, he suddenly tilted his head and gave him a coquettish smile: "Your Highness, do you really not regret it?"

This smile is like a myriad of pear blossoms, bright and flawless, and the world is silent.

Li Chengfeng was stunned immediately.

At this moment, Zhao Xiwei took two steps back abruptly.

Everyone didn't know what she was going to do, and they didn't react immediately.

But she turned around, flicked her sleeves, and turned her palms.

The whole movement is smooth and fluid, without a single pause.

Old Hou Ye Pei was so vigilant, he immediately shouted: "Chengfeng, shoot!"

However, Li Chengfeng didn't know whether he was confused by the beauty, or he was too soft-hearted. Not only did Li Chengfeng not stab out with the spear in his hand, but he even retreated half an inch.

People who practice martial arts know that as long as they miss the opportunity, they are doomed to lose. If they still give up half-moves, it is tantamount to death!

Old Master Pei raised his hand, and was about to sweep it out.

It's too late to say--

The sword light flashed, murderous aura hit his face, and after a loud clang, Old Hou Ye Pei's body froze.

One eye was damaged during the war, and the vision in the remaining one eye was not very good. At this moment, he was staring wide, the eyeball almost popped out, just staring at the opposite side——

There is a familiar smell pervading.

As thick as rust, as sweet as berries, this is the smell that excites him again after he has been away from the battlefield for many years.

He thought he was wrong, so he widened his eyes, but his eyes were full of red.

A long sword pierced through Li Chengfeng's armor and went straight into his heart, blood-red liquid gushed out.

"Chengfeng! His Royal Highness King Jin!"

After a roar, he flew over like an angry lion.

Li Chengfeng was half bent on the horse's back, still holding the spear in his hand, he kept that dazed expression, looked at her face, and then at his chest.

As he said a moment ago, he is willing to die for the beauty without regret.

In his expression at this moment, there was no regret or anger, but some were just incredible.

He was indeed betrayed by the beauty!
The piercing pain spread from his chest, he let go of his hand, and with a "click", the spear fell straight down.

He clutched his chest, bright red blood overflowed from his fingertips, he didn't care much, just stared at her in a daze, and said in disbelief: "Zhao Xiwei...you...you woman..."

"I..." Zhao Xiwei was suddenly at a loss.

This sword was something she had planned for a long time.

But she thought he would hide.

But he did hide, but he deliberately avoided hurting her.

But she didn't stop.

Looking at his face, she stepped back a few steps until she reached the edge of the wall and her back was against the wall, and she finally managed to stand still.

"I'm sorry……"

Something seemed to be pressing heavily on her chest, making her unable to breathe.

She felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't regret it, she knew that she had to do it.

It's just that this sword stabbed a little deeply...

Yuan Ce used an excellent sword, which cut iron like mud, not to mention armor, even a breastplate couldn't stop it.

When she drew the sword, she didn't think about it that much at all, she just drew whoever's hand...

Watching people kill people is different from killing people with their own hands.

The former is just fear, while the psychological pressure brought by the latter is not something ordinary people can afford.

Although Zhao Xiwei had the experience of hunting and fishing in the mountains, she was so nervous to kill a hound, let alone a real person, a person who did not pose much threat to her?

Chaotic emotions surged, she didn't know what to say, she just looked at him and said again: "His Royal Highness, I... I'm sorry."

Saying I'm sorry is not for reconciliation, nor for confession, it's just that she feels a little guilty...

But Li Chengfeng smiled, like a drunken romantic knight: "You woman...you really have to deal with it...you really owe me...it's my fault that I called you Xiaowei..."

Before he finished speaking, his body shook.

With a "thud", he fell from the horse's back.

"Ride the wind!"

Old Master Pei reached out to pick it up, but only touched the bright red hands.

"I'm fine..." Li Chengfeng held his breath, stretched out one hand to hold Mr. Pei's, the two hands were tightly clenched, and the bright red blood slid down the arm, like blossoming flowers. Dazzling red flowers wet the carpet.

(End of this chapter)