After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 8 Go and Snatch Their Money Bags for Me
Chasing Moon Building·

When Yin Jiuqing came to Chasing Moon Building with coral and rouge, he saw a beautiful and harmonious picture from a distance away.

The man in white sat quietly at the table, looking at the shy and delicate girl opposite, with a calm face, but infinite tenderness in his eyes.

Yin Jiuqing narrowed her enchanting eyes, and took out a face scarf to cover her face.

Then, the bright red lips slowly spit out two words, "Chongyun."

As she finished speaking, a man dressed in black walked up from nowhere, he leaned slightly and said, "Master."

"Come on, cover your face first."

The upright dark guard didn't suspect him, and quickly covered his face, maybe the young master thought he was too dark and didn't want to look at him.

"It's alright son."

"Yeah." She faintly uttered a syllable, her eyes still resting on the man and woman by the window, "Go, grab their purse from me."

"...Huh?" Chongyun, who had just taken a step, suddenly sensed something was wrong, and then turned back, "My lord, what did you say?"

The latter frowned slightly, "Go."

There was a look of embarrassment on Chongyun's face. Although he was a secret guard and he was still covering his face, he was still an imposing man of seven feet. In the public... Robbery!
It seems a bit ugly to say it!

If you want to refuse, when you see her silently holding the soft whip around her waist, she jumps and rushes forward quickly.

Rouge and Shan Shan looked at each other, then shook their heads helplessly, knowing that the young master has become one-sided over the past year, why do they still have to reject the young master every time?

Isn't this a dying struggle?
Nan Rong was sitting by the window. When a strong wind hit, his brows frowned, a gloomy look flashed in his deep eyes, he looked sideways slightly, and his lips curled up in a dull arc, obviously not coming to anyone Put it in your eyes.

Just when Chongyun was about to touch his purse, a fierce and destructive aura suddenly struck.

The goal is his...

Murderous look flashed in Nan Rong's eyes, and he leaned back slightly, successfully dodging the whip that was thrown towards his head.

As soon as he was about to make a move, he heard the "boy" in white who was also veiled throw the whip on the table, and roared proudly: "In broad daylight, the world is bright, you dare to rob openly, you are looking for death!" .”

"..." Chongyun's body froze for a moment, his face under the scarf was full of bewilderment, and he just stared at Yin Jiuqing blankly.

Didn't the young master ask him to grab the purse?

So what does she want to do now?
Nan Rong raised his chin slightly, the deep face carved with a knife and axe was fatally attractive under the sunlight.

His eyes stayed on Chongyun's body, his dark eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he was looking at a clown, one hand casually fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, and his lips casually spit out four words: "Small tricks."

With a "snap", he put the wine glass in his hand on the table, making a dull sound.

He was just about to get up when the soft whip swept down towards the table as if it was alive, but he yelled: "You thief, die!"

Nan Rong withdrew his hand in time, and saw the fine nanmu table shattered with a crackling sound and fell to the ground.

Gu Jingyao screamed and hid weakly into his arms.

Nan Rong didn't say a word, just looked at Yin Jiuqing quietly like this, watching her face the injustice on the surface, but she aimed at every whip of him everywhere.

But I have to say that the young man in front of him is very handy with the whip, and his moves are fierce.

Seeing this, Gu Jingyao was not happy at the time.

She pursed her red lips and snorted, picked up the teacup on the table and hit her.

"Ding ding ding" several times in a row, the fragments of the teacup were bounced back by Yin Jiuqing, brushed her hair and nailed to the pillar behind her, penetrating three points.

Looking at Gu Jingyao's pale face, she curled her red lips and laughed arrogantly, "It's not as good as a trick!"

Nan Rong frowned slightly on his dull face.

Seeing this scene, Chongyun left silently.

Needless to say, he was used by the young master again.

Looking at Nan Rong's dark eyes, she did not dodge or dodge, and greeted him with a smile.

"Young master is so rude, I'm kind enough to save you, but you are revengeful and stare at me, it's really chilling." Her voice dragged out a bit, light and indifferent.

Such a voice should be extremely pleasant and bewitching, but at this moment it gives off an extremely cold feeling.

As if from the dark haunted world, a strange and cold ghost hand quietly protruded out in the middle of the night when no one was around, and gently pinched the vitals, like a sharp knife sealing the throat with blood.

Nan Rong didn't speak, just glanced at her indifferently, only felt that his figure was very similar to a person he hated, but that person didn't have such a pair of smart eyes, let alone be as arrogant as him.

The waiter in the store set up tables and refreshments again.

Gu Jingyao calmed down her frightened mood, picked up the teapot and poured tea for him.

In the end, Nan Rong just reached out to take it, but was taken away by a plain white hand.

(End of this chapter)