Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 455 If she kills me, let her chop (2)

"If she really wants to kill me one day, she doesn't need to sneak attack." The man casually dropped the knife, with a hint of pampering unconsciously in his tone.

"I'll just stand here, waiting for her to come up!"

While talking and laughing, life and death seemed to be out of his sight.

Only that person.But if you want him to live, or want him to die, you have no regrets.

This kind of clear and light look, and the gentleness that is unconsciously brought out when occasionally passing the "corpse" in front of him.

It was the sharpest sword, and it made Sheng Xiang throw away his helmet and armor, clenched his fist like crazy.

The red shadow turned into countless light spots in an instant and dissipated on the snow.

The man raised his eyes, the tenderness in his eyes hadn't dissipated, but turned into a blizzard in an instant.

He didn't speak.

But Shengxiang knew that he should have realized that this body was just a puppet.

But even so, he was willing to pounce on him, willing to take such a knife unprepared.

Just for the one in ten thousand possibility!
"Where is she?" Shengxiang's conjecture was further verified by her determined tone.

The corners of the woman's mouth turned up weirdly, and with a wave of her pink sleeves, the wind and snow all over the sky dissipated, and a green valley full of light pink petals appeared instead.

But in front of the two of them, there was an extra delicately carved wooden and rattan table, and a chair with a half-flowered flower on it.

As if by magic, Shengxiang conjured up a steaming white teapot and two teacups of the same color with a wave of his hand.

"Do you know that I had a big fight with my grandfather in order to come to you." The woman said as she slowly poured a pot of amber liquid into the teacup.

"This is your favorite snow-topped hibiscus tea. I brought it specially."

She slowly held the teacup filled with Yingying liquid in front of the man.

But Mo Fenglin remained motionless, indifferently and slowly said: "Where is she?"

Sheng Xiang suddenly sneered, "I've known you since I was a child. But I've never seen you look so restless. I'm so curious and jealous at the same time."

Seeing the man in front of her look colder again, she closed her mouth in a timely manner.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I'll tell you where she is after drinking this pot of tea specially made for you with me."

The person in front of her took the teacup in her hand without any hesitation, and drank it in one gulp.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll throw something into it?" The woman asked with a half-smile.

The man raised his eyes suddenly, and the corners of his lips raised, still smiling casually.

As the eyes rolled around, they unconsciously brought out the arrogance and disdain of looking down on the world.

Let Shengxiang startled unconsciously, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his face.

However, the cold jade teacup stopped in time and blocked her hand.

The pupils of the eyes behind the teacup are bottomlessly black, magnificent like stars, but indifferent like white snow.

"In the past, I always found various excuses to come to Tianyan City to look for you. In fact, you hate me very much. So I often avoid seeing you. Even I chased all the way to Taixu Continent, and it took me so long to see you. your turn."

While speaking, Sheng Xiang raised the teapot, her eyes were slightly red.

Anyone who sees it will have some sympathy and pity for this stunning woman.

However, she most hoped for someone who could treat her tenderly, but his expression remained unchanged, and he even vaguely showed a little impatience.

"it's OK."

The man was silent for a while, then suddenly said.

This answer made the woman's eyes light up instantly, her lips moved, and she wanted to say something, but she heard that pleasant voice continue to sound so poisonous.

"I'm not so perverted that I hate every stranger."

The half-smile tone with a casual smile made Sheng Xiang's complexion change and change again and again.

"We've known each other since childhood! In your eyes, we are strangers!" Her voice became sharp.

"I used to be a stranger I didn't hate." Mo Fenglin looked at her indifferently, "Now, my patience is very limited. I don't guarantee that I won't kill you to avoid future troubles."

Sheng Xiang felt that he had received a knowing blow in an instant, and his pupils became even redder.

"You dare! Unless you want to provoke a war between Tianyan City and our Danhuang Palace!"

"Tch." A sneer escaped from the man's mouth, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes were raised up, revealing a bit of evil, "Do you think I care?"

The woman's face was pale, and she clutched at the corner of her skirt, looking at the face that was fatally attractive to her, but felt that basins of ice water were continuously being poured on her body.

Once, she thought she was different.

She is not only a little princess who is loved by everyone in the Danhuang Palace, but also has a noble and rare blood.

The two men that so many women want to get close to, one promised to take care of her instead of her sister, and the other doesn't mind her following behind as a little tail from time to time even if she doesn't lie to others.

At one time, she thought that she was only a little bit close to catching him.

One step, but before he finished, he was robbed by others!

But the person who followed all the way said that he just treated her as a stranger?

Mo Fenglin looked at her indifferently, and his voice became colder and colder, "Where is she? If you honestly hand her over now, for Ah Qing's sake, I won't move you."

Sheng Xiang suddenly closed her eyes, and opened them again, but she was already somewhat ruthless.

"I can't believe that you really have such deep feelings for her that you can't care about anything else. You're just a whim, yes, you're just a whim!"

She seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be convincing herself.

In Xian Xiansu's hand, a spinning golden disc suddenly appeared.

With the rotation of the disc, the delicate golden petals opened one by one, refracting golden lines from the stamens, and slowly converging into a circular arch in the air.

"You should still know this thing, right? This is the betrothal gift that your ancestors from Tianyan City sent to Danhuang Palace back then. Dikun lore formation!"

Seeing Mo Fenglin's slightly discolored face, the corners of the woman's mouth became more and more cracked, "I locked her in! If I can't find her in an hour, she will be turned into ashes!"

The man glanced at her silently, and walked directly towards the arch without saying a word.

Seeing his unhesitating appearance, Sheng Xiang suddenly felt even more uncomfortable.

"Wait! Your Tianmai has been locked by a spirit-locking spell! Are you really going in to die?"

What responded to her was only the back figure that disappeared in the archway in an instant.

Seeing the arch slowly shatter, the woman slowly collapsed as if all her strength had been pulled away.

In the first round of confrontation, she lost.

Still lost so defeated!
But, it's not over yet!

The stunning woman calmed down and turned her eyes to the white teapot.

"There is one last good show, I hope you can enjoy watching it."

She murmured in a low voice, and suddenly pushed the table next to her away.

In an instant, it seemed as if a new space had opened up.

The valley disappeared, but in front of her was a stone wall.

The girl in red was leaning against the stone wall, looking at her coldly.

(End of this chapter)