Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The fire in Zhuge Canglan's chest was burning hotter and hotter, she really wanted to slap herself hard.

Last night, because of such a man like a fool, she shed tears of joy and insomnia, and became not like herself at all. Now that I think about it, it is a stain that cannot be erased for a lifetime.

Such a man with bad conduct, with the same face and eyes as Wusheng, is simply an insult to Wusheng.

Zhuge Canglan really wanted to scratch the face of little prince Hua Daiqin right away, he didn't deserve a face like Wusheng's.

To actually want her to be a slave girl, huh... a slave girl, this is the most ridiculous thing in the world, the most ridiculous thing.

She, Zhuge Canglan, has been a human being for two lifetimes, and she has always been the only one who said that others would step on her feet, but now someone is delusional about making her a 'slave'.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Wusheng had the same face, at this moment, her sword had already pierced his chest.

The little prince Daiqin's face turned red when he heard this, and he shouted arrogantly: "Bastard, it's your honor for this prince to let you be a slave girl, and you should be very grateful."

Zhuge Canglan said word by word: "It's a disgrace to me..."

Dressed in black, she stood proudly, with her chin raised slightly, her eyes slightly narrowed, and a sarcasm on her lips. Her natural nobleness and indifference made everyone daunted.

Daiqin Xiaowang is taller than Zhuge Canglan, but standing in front of her, he suddenly felt that he was looking down at him, but it seemed to be looking up at her toes.

After being silent for a while, Su Chenye slowly came out and stood in front of Zhuge Canglan again, with an indifferent expression, he said without haste: "Prince Daiqin, this is my savior, you are going too far, she Not from the Hanhai country, you can't let her be your slave girl, and you... can't afford it."

Su Chenye's voice was very calm, just like how his person felt to others, flat and clear.

However, this time his words carried an aura that no one dared to refute. He obviously felt that he was not overwhelmed by him and wanted to refute, but he lost his voice.

The little prince Daiqin was favored by the Khan and the Yan clan so lawlessly. The most powerful person on the grassland was not the Khan, but him. As long as he spoke, no matter how absurd the reason, the Khan would agree.

Therefore, since the birth of little prince Daiqin until now, no one has ever disobeyed him.

Daiqin means God of War in Chinese, and he has been approaching the word God of War.

He looks handsome, his hands are strong, and his riding and shooting are the best among the nobles in the vast sea...

Almost all the girls in the tribe admired him, and there were countless who wanted to be his slave girls.

However, Zhuge Canglan refused, mercilessly, and said it was her shame.

Su Chenye also helped her stand by her to refute him, which made the little prince Daiqin feel that his face had been challenged like never before.

He looked at Su Chenye bitterly, suppressed the discomfort his words brought him, and shouted angrily: "Mr. Su, even if she is your savior, but this slave girl, this prince will decide..."

Before finishing the word '了', the little prince Daiqin suddenly felt a fierce force.

It was like a big hammer hitting his chest hard, flying him three or four feet backwards and then fell to the ground with a bang, clutching his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

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