Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 363 Grand marriage in a prosperous age. 7
She said grimly: "No, I'm here to kill you."

As soon as her voice fell, the group of maidservants who were still dancing were frightened, and quickly hid beside Ye Zhongzheng, looking at this woman who appeared suddenly with hostility.

Ye Kaizheng didn't panic at all, he could still deal with it so calmly without Tu Huan by his side.

This somewhat surprised Qing Wu.

He suddenly opened his arms, shook the sleeves, and said very boldly: "This king specially hosted a banquet for you, and you actually said that you want to kill this king?!"

Ye Quzheng suddenly smiled wickedly.

Said in a leisurely tone: "Xiao Qingwu, you really don't understand style."

Hearing Ye Quzheng's words, Qing Wu's complexion suddenly changed drastically, and the originally extremely delicate and charming face became a little ferocious.

A cold murderous aura exuded from her whole body, and she shot suddenly, knocking out the two maids who were close to her, breaking through the guardrail of the painting boat, and falling into the lake.

The smell of blood immediately permeated the entire painting boat, Ye Kaizheng watched her kill, but smiled, and didn't intend to stop her at all.

He didn't panic, and didn't plan to run away.

On the contrary, he watched with great interest the clear and blue figure flickering like a phantom, the maid's sharp shout piercing the sky, while he was sitting peacefully like a mountain.

Qing Wu couldn't see him like this the most, she raised her hand and tore off the curtain hanging from the top beam, the golden curtain rolled out of her hand like a golden dragon.

Straight towards the fifth prince, Ye Zhongzheng, who was on the beauty's couch.

Originally thought that this blow would definitely hit him, but to Qing Wu's surprise, Ye Kaizheng suddenly pushed away the woman who was leaning on him.

He patted the beauty couch with one hand, and his body rose into the air.

Just as he left the beauty couch, the curtain in Qing Wu's hand hit the beauty couch, and the beauty couch instantly shattered into countless fragments, shooting out in all directions.

Qingwu retracted the curtain, and looked at the still graceful Ye Kaizheng standing steadily among the ruins.

"You know martial arts?!"

Ye Kaizheng had hidden it so well, for such a long time, she hadn't discovered that he knew martial arts.

Moreover, she is still the famous witch Qing Wu in the Jianghu, she suddenly felt that the unrestrained man in front of her might be different from the appearance.

It was hidden so deep that she found it incredible.

"If this king doesn't know a little about martial arts, and has done so many evil things, will he be killed to the point where there is no body left?"

Ye Chengzheng took it for granted, knowing that she must be thinking that he lied to her.

Then he explained softly: "It's not that this king intends to lie to you, it's just that you didn't find out, so this king has kept silent."

Qing Wu sneered: "If you didn't hide it on purpose, how could I not know?"

There was another voice in my heart, it was one thing for him to deliberately hide it, but it was another thing for her to trust him too much.

"So, Xiao Qingwu, you can't kill me." Ye Kaizheng spread his hands and smiled gently, his face seemed extremely warm, not like the looseness of the past.

Ye Chengzheng smiled coquettishly, waved his hands and ordered the remaining maids: "Serve the wine and food."

The maidservants immediately put the food and wine on the table, moving quickly, and quickly propped up a table of food and wine among the ruins, and then retreated timidly.

"Ye Quzheng, what do you want to do?" Qing Wu firmly grasped the curtain in his hand, his face was so cold that it could almost freeze to ice.

He waved his hands and said calmly: "It's the New Year's Eve, think about it, you probably spend it alone, my king specially prepared a New Year's Eve dinner for you."

Under the bright lights, the man's face seemed to soften a bit.

There was some vague emotion, and the voice was soft: "Stop making trouble, eat."

(End of this chapter)