Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 59

Blood fell down the blade, Qing Jiu slowly took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and filled it with his heart's blood.

The purpose of blinding Qing Hui's eyes is to make him unable to see his bloody movements.

He could have been knocked out, but Qing Jiu was unwilling, and wanted him to bear the fear and severe pain clearly, because what he experienced at the moment was not one-tenth of Qing Yu's.

Qing Jiu knows medicine, and if the knife falls, it will only seriously injure him, not kill him.

With a whoosh, the knife was pulled out, blood splashed, accidentally sprayed on Qing Jiu's body, and quickly blended into the black clothes, deepening the color.

Qing Jiu frowned in disgust, shook the knife in his hand, looked at Qing Hui gasping for breath, so he patted Qing Hui's face viciously, "He's not dead yet, life is so hard, let's have fun .”

After the words fell, another knife fell, and it was inserted into his thigh~
"Why~ what,"

At this moment, Qing Hui really understood that the other party did not come for his life, but to torture him, but why, who did he offend.

Now that Qing Jiu got the heart and soul, he was no longer willing to talk to him, so he quickly pulled out the dagger from Qing Hui's thigh again and again, and he gasped from the pain. fainted.

Qing Jiu slowly wiped the dagger clean on his body, her eyes were indifferent and without any warmth, she muttered to herself while wiping, "Why, of course it is to torture you, as for stabbing a few more times, it is to confuse the public .”

You are so insidious and cunning, what if you just stabbed a knife in your heart and you noticed my intention?

"Give him medicine, don't let him die, I haven't played enough yet."

After saying this, throwing down a medicine bottle, Qing Jiu stepped out of the dungeon.

At dusk and dawn, the sun rises, and the day is already bright.

As soon as Qing Jiu came out, he saw Feng Xi standing under the willow tree.

The young man was extremely handsome, dignified and glamorous, standing there was a scene of his own.

Perhaps it was because of the cooler weather after the rain. Yuebai Yunjin robe was covered with a silver mound cloak, lined with black and gold boots.

Qing Jiu squinted her eyes. In terms of pretentious temperament, Feng Xi definitely ranked first.

Although the dungeon of Fengxi's house was occupied, Qing Jiu didn't want to see Fengxi at all at the moment. Thinking of the secret letters he saw last night, seeing him only felt murderous intent in his heart.

Sure enough, there is such a kind of father and there is such a kind of son.

The father is cruel and shameless, and the son is insidious, cunning and perverted.

Without saying a word, Qing Jiu skipped Feng Xi and walked forward, completely ignoring him.

"Qing Jiujiu."

Feng Xi frowned, clearly feeling the alienation and indifference of Qing Jiu, what the hell is this woman doing?He didn't even say hello, and occupied his torture room privately, and now he's showing embarrassment to him?

Is there anything wrong.

When Qing Jiu heard Feng Xi calling her, she didn't even pause, she didn't want to talk to him at all, thinking of what his old man Chu Feng did to the Qing family, she hated her to death.

Being ignored again and again, Feng Xi's complexion has become unsightly.

"Qing Jiujiu, stop."

He shouted in a cold voice, with restrained anger already in his voice.

"Is something wrong?"

Qing Jiu turned around, tore off the silver mask on her face, and slammed down on the ground. She was in a bad mood at this time, and she was very annoyed even wearing a silver mask like Fengxi.

"Pin'er is not feeling well this morning, go over and have a look."

Feng Xi could clearly see the impatience on Qing Jiu's face, but he didn't know where he had offended her. After all, this woman had a weird temper, and he didn't bother to care about it, as long as he did things well.

"She's not feeling well, what's none of my business? Am I still her maid?"

Qing Jiu sneered, and said in a strange way.

Feng Xi narrowed his eyes, and the aura around him had already changed. Qing Jiujiu was challenging his endurance.

"What, want to fight? Girl, I happen to be on fire~"

Seeing that Feng Xi seemed about to get angry, Qing Jiu sneered, and summoned the purple black whip placed in the blue ring with one swipe.

If others were watching this, they wouldn't be scared to death, for the purple black whip appeared out of thin air.

But Feng Xi was so calm, she just looked at Qing Jiu convulsively with a blank face.

"If you want to die, I can fulfill you."

Feng Xi's cold voice sounded out, finally angered by Qing Jiu.

"Then come~"

Qing Jiu waved the whip in his hand, and there was a faint purple light flashing, Qing Jiu mercilessly whipped towards Feng Xi's face.

Ugly, no need to show mercy.

In short, he has always believed that Feng Xi is ugly, otherwise he would not wear a mask, and with the anger in his heart, his hatred for the royal family exploded at this moment.

Feng Xi flew up, waved her right hand in the air, a few leaves fell into her palm, and swung her backhand towards Qing Jiu.

The powerless leaves turned into sharp blades in Feng Xi's hands, pressing towards Qing Jiu.

"Humph."

Qing Jiu's eyes flashed with coldness, she had forgotten about the master-servant contract, about living and dying together, and now she just wanted to teach Feng Xi a lesson.

The ancient treasure, the treasure that your father has planned so hard to get, I will not hide it, if I have the ability to get it, I will teach his favorite son a lesson today.

The strong whip qi hit the willow leaves that were sharper than the sharp blade, and the clanging sound exploded in the air, bringing out a series of sparks. The two retreated at the same time, and neither was injured.

Feng Xi pursed her lips and stared at Qing Jiu. The Purple Profound Whip was indeed a treasure, and he knew that the power of this treasure was only one-tenth of its power.

And Qing Jiu was horrified, Feng Xi's martial arts had reached such a level that she could turn a leaf into a sharp blade. She had no doubt that if the leaf Feng Xi pushed hit her, a piece of flesh would be cut off .

Hmph, but she is not afraid, let's compete today.

"master."

"My lord."

At this time, several black figures suddenly appeared, all armed with weapons, staring at Qing Jiu with murderous intent, and as long as Feng Xi gave an order, these people would rush up immediately.

Qing Jiu raised her eyebrows, snorted coldly with disdain, spoke provocatively, and spoke in a mocking tone.

"Come on, let's go together, I am afraid that you will fail."

Qing Jiu's tone was incomparably arrogant, she raised her thumbs up to Feng Xi's subordinates, and then reversed in slow motion, very arrogant.

Feng Xi's subordinates all turned black, filled with righteous indignation, and couldn't help but swing their swords at Qing Jiu.

Qing Jiu was not afraid, and raised an eyebrow to look at Feng Xi, with a rich expression on his face, clearly expressing his contempt for Feng Xi.

"Ten meters back, strictly guard against death, no one is allowed to approach."

Feng Xi's voice was as cold as a millennium ice, but it was an order that could not be refuted.

"Yes."

Even if the subordinates were unwilling to teach Qing Jiu a lesson, they all retreated at this moment.

(End of this chapter)