Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 187 The prince is too much 8
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Jiang Zonglin hugged Ye Qizhu tightly on purpose and did not let go, just to steal it without arousing Ye Qizhu's suspicion.

Smiling coldly, Jiang Zonglin didn't take it seriously when he looked at the small demon-suffering bag, raised his right hand and nimbly formed a talisman, and poked it over.

However, just when his hand touched the mouth of the bag and was about to untie it, a gust of blood suddenly shot out from inside, like a sharp arrow, directly piercing the palm of Jiang Zonglin's right hand, which had no time to dodge. At the same time, the entire demon bag was as hot as a soldering iron, and he quickly threw it on the ground.

The bloody light of the Fuyao bag disappeared, and it returned to its original appearance. Jiang Zonglin quickly raised his hand to see, and there was a red mark the size of a fingernail in the middle of the palm of his right hand. The pain immediately made him frown.

"Blood curse?"

Jiang Zonglin was shocked.

He was careless, but he never thought that the demon bag would be a token of her blood. Once it sensed the breath of an outsider, the person who stole it would definitely be hurt by the blood of the person who cast the spell.

"Blood curses are impossible, she..."

Jiang Zonglin clenched his teeth full of doubts, frowned and stared at the marks on his palms, clenched his fists angrily, and pounded heavily on the table.

"Fourth Sister, Fourth Sister, where have you been in the past few years since you came back from the dead, and why you seem to be a different person, I don't understand!"

……

Cloud Garden.

As soon as Ye Qizhu walked in, Hua Qi closed the door knowingly, leaving only her and Bei Jue alone.

Seeing Bei Jue walking towards her, Ye Qizhu couldn't hold back her joy, and said happily, "My lord, I..."

"The king is hungry."

Bei Jue interrupted Ye Qizhu calmly, immediately grabbed her wrist, and dragged her to the dining table full of delicious food.

Looking suspiciously at the back of Bei Jue's head, Ye Qizhu could only obediently sit down next to the bench: "I heard Hua Qi say..."

"Are the buns delicious?"

Ye Qizhu couldn't help but paused, looked at his unruly cold face, and nodded: "It's delicious."

"Are you full?"

"Well, full."

Bei Jue nodded slowly, then rolled up his sleeves casually, and said lightly, "serve the king for dinner."

Ye Qizhu immediately opened his eyes and blurted out: "Why?"

Bei Jue raised his eyes, and stared calmly at her pair of clear eyes that shone brightly: "You don't want a salary anymore?"

Ye Qizhu frowned: "Of course, why not? I deserve the salary."

"Very well, pour the wine first."

Ye Qizhu immediately widened his eyes and bit his lips: "I don't want it, you're clearly using this as an excuse to exploit labor force!"

Bei Jue stared at her deep eyes and then squinted: "When did this king oppress you?"

Ye Qizhu snorted coldly: "Every day!"

As long as he seizes the opportunity, Bei Jue will not hesitate to bully her.

Ye Qizhu wondered more than once whether she owed Bei Jue nine lives in her previous life, so she had to be mad at him nine times in this life to relieve his hatred.

Looking deeply at Ye Qizhu's sullen little face, Beijue's mountain-like brows raised slightly, evoking a hint of meaning.

"Little Zhu'er is still so delicate even though she is 'squeezed' by this king every day. If women are not really made of water, then it is due to this king. The moist little Zhu'er becomes more and more beautiful."

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