Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 131 Escape (3)

Leng Siyan pressed on step by step, while Hanyue retreated step by step.

The moon silver bracelet is useless in front of Leng Siyan, so in front of this man with powerful spiritual power, what else can Han Yue do, is she going to catch her without a fight?
She didn't want to, and couldn't.

However, Leng Siyan had already rushed towards her, and the outer shirt in the tugging room had come off, and Han Yue was only wearing a tight-fitting pure white inner shirt, standing quietly in the center of the imperial study room, her breath was as cold as ice.

Leng Siyan, who was walking towards her, was intimidated by her aura, and stood there in a daze for a while before continuing to walk towards her.

He walked very slowly, and said as he walked: "Hanyue, I will not treat you badly, I will give you everything you want, as long as you give me back Zhuifeng."

Hanyue stood quietly, suddenly the corners of her lips curved into a beautiful arc, her smile was enchanting and charming.

Leng Siyan thought that she would not resist anymore. After all, it is very rare for a woman in the world to marry a good family, not to mention their heavenly family, which made her a master under two people and above ten thousand people. How could you not want to.

He snorted coldly in his heart, and put his hand on Hanyue's shoulder. He squeezed her shoulder hard, and suddenly his palm hurt. He quickly retracted his hand, only to see a small black dot on his palm, and he didn't Don't care, sneered: "Han Yue, don't play these little tricks with me, you are a woman without spiritual power, in Cangming, or even the entire Tianhen Continent, you can't move an inch, you can only rely on me."

"Really?" Hanyue looked up at him, her smile was even more charming, her forehead suddenly flickered like a white feather, but it was only fleeting.

"Look at your hands again." Han Yue said lightly.

Leng Moyan still didn't pay much attention, he casually stretched out his hand to take a look, his expression changed, his entire palm turned into a thick black, as if a cloud of mist was lingering.

"What is this?" Leng Siyan frowned, "Are you bewitching me?"

Hanyue tilted her head and grinned, "Your Majesty, only witches can use Gu. I, Hanyue, am an upright person, so I only use poison."

There are very few people who use poison in Cangming, and there are even fewer people who know how to use poison. Generally, they use Gu, and the holy maiden of Cangming uses Gu most powerfully.

Hearing Hanyue say that the ones who use Gu are all witches, Leng Siyan was displeased, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, "You dare to say that my saint in Cangming is a witch, you don't want to live anymore."

But Hanyue sat unhurriedly, poured herself a cup of tea in a good mood, and said while blowing the tea leaves floating in the cup: "What kind of tea is this tea? It doesn't look very good in color." Why did the emperor of Cangming drink such inferior tea?"

Leng Siyan watched the black mist in his palm spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and spread out along the palm, like flower branches, winding up from the palm and reaching the wrist.

He glared at Hanyue and said angrily: "Hanyue, don't push yourself too hard, don't think that I won't kill you, even if I kill you, I will still have a way to take out the spirit of chasing the wind from your body."

"Really?" Holding the teacup, Hanyue took a sip of the tea and continued, "This tea doesn't look very good in color, but it's still drinkable."

(End of this chapter)