stocking the prince to death

Chapter 171
A silver mask covered his face, and his long black hair hung down like a waterfall.

The smooth chin reveals an elegant arc, white clothes, banishing immortals!

It's just that under such an exile temperament, his whole body was filled with extreme coldness.

In the coldness, mixed with the ultimate killing intent.

Such a majestic and strong killing intent was no less than Ji Ruyue's.

When seeing the man, Mo Qi narrowed his eyes suddenly.

But Ji Ruyue's expression turned cold, and he stared at the man.

Mei Qinghan straightened her face for a moment.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mo Cang's forehead.

The rest of the people who didn't know the man's identity also felt a killing intent rushing up from the soles of their feet!

The leader of the Demon Cult - Si Bai!

Such a cruel person, such a high-risk person, suddenly appeared in the palace, no matter who it was, they would be somewhat surprised and horrified.

The atmosphere in the Hall of Eternal Life seemed to be restricted, and the air stagnated.

The cold sweat on Lan Fenghua's forehead continued to flow down. For some reason, she always felt that the killing intent and coldness in her body was the strongest.

Si Bai smiled softly, "So lively?"

His voice is very beautiful, so beautiful that it doesn't sound like a human voice.

With a somewhat gloomy feeling and a somewhat metallic gorgeousness, this kind of voice, once lowered, is like a lover whispering softly in the ear.

People unconsciously want to fall into it.

Ji Ruyue made no secret of her dislike for Si Bai, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I heard that the palace is very lively, so Gu came here to join in the fun!"

He is so boring!
Si Bai tilted his head, he looked at Mo Qi, "Heavenly Holy Prince?"

I don't know if it was Mo Qi's illusion, but she always felt that the person in front of her was somewhat familiar.

But she has definitely never seen someone with such a temperament.

She subconsciously excluded Mo Yan.

There are many things, not that she can't think of them, but that she doesn't want to think about them at all.

She will be afraid of the final result.

It was like the two daggers that stabbed Ji Ruyue and Mo Yan inexplicably in the Hall of Eternal Life.

Even if Ji Ruyue found out the answer a long time ago, she still didn't want to find out.

She never thought of asking the people in the secret cabinet to investigate the accident.

Thinking of this, Mo Qi felt a faint pain in his shoulder.

Mo Qi nodded, and just about to speak, Ji Ruyue pulled her into her arms, "Xiao Qi, I don't allow you to contact this person!"

Mo Qi smiled "haha", then lowered his head.

She also didn't want to have too much contact with Si Bai.

The sense of familiarity in Si Bai's body startled her.

【Master, this person...】

<Don't say it! >

Mo Qi's face changed slightly, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Ji Ruyue, "Yue, Wenbi is so boring, should we go back first?"

Although it was a question, the anticipation in Mo Qi's eyes clearly told Ji Ruyue, "Yes, yes, yes!"

A smile suddenly appeared in Ji Ruyue's eyes, "What Xiao Qi says is what it is!"

Mo Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Si Bai's body froze, and then he said, "The dagger that day was not intentional at all."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

It turns out that the dagger that was intended to kill the Nine Princes and the God of Death in the Palace of Eternal Life was given by Si Baifang, the leader of the Demon Cult?

"On that day, you will not be lonely!" Si Bai said, only those who are familiar with him can feel the uneasiness in his words.

"Si Bai!" Ji Ruyue said suddenly, "Don't come again! This deity hates you, so naturally Xiao Qi also hates you!"

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)