The King of Thieves: The Thief Princess

Chapter 109 (115)

Xing'er only felt the icy coldness of despair.The man in front of him had a ferocious face and murderous eyes, as if he wished that Yi Qingchen would die in front of his own eyes immediately, so he was reconciled!
He is Yi Qingchen's uncle Wang!How could you treat him so heartlessly!This is so cruel!
Power really makes people lost!It will make the family relationship fragile!The people living in the palace are really psychopathic lunatics...

"You wolf in sheep's clothing! Shameless..."

Snapped!King Ping'an was furious, raised his hand and slapped her on the cheek, the sound was clear and loud, and Xing'er's face turned red and swollen.

"Little girl, if you speak rudely again, don't blame me for being rude!" His chest heaved and his face was livid, obviously very angry. "Don't think that you have the support of the prince, you dare to disrespect the king!"

Xing'er was in so much pain that her heart was piercing, her eyes were full of stars, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. "It's a pity... his identity is unknown, and he can't protect himself. Why should I be afraid of him?"

King Ping'an laughed loudly, squeezed her mouth tightly, and poured the tea on the table into Xing'er's mouth.

"Be obedient and wait until your master comes...haha..." He was full of color and smiled very happily.It was like vomiting out the long-standing resentment!

Xing'er's atrium twitched intermittently, as if thousands of ants were biting, gradually spreading in the blood and bones, causing bean-sized sweat beads to roll off her forehead due to the pain...

She gritted her teeth tightly, even though the pain was excruciating, she didn't make a sound!The resentful eyes stared at King Pingan, wishing to devour him alive!
"Hmph, I don't think the disciple who steals the gods has a bit of backbone..." King Pingan snorted coldly, and kicked her knee, "It's not as useless as it looks..."

Xing'er's face was full of pain, she knelt down, her body shrank into a ball, trembling non-stop.

"The villain...I will definitely repay...to you..." Xing'er cursed him, desperately enduring the severe pain that eroded his muscles and bones.

"Come on, take Miss Xing'er down, what a lovely waiter!" Wang Ping looked at Xing'er leisurely, called two pretty maids, and helped her into the inner room.

King Ping'an stared at the gradually whitening sky, his expression was gloomy and unpredictable, "Yi Qingchen, let's see how you, a prince, can continue to be a prince..."

"Jiangshan, sooner or later, will be mine!"

"Your... is far behind!" A sneer, as light as a cold wind, came through the air, and pierced into King Ping'an's ears abruptly.

His complexion changed suddenly, and the sharp pupils shrank and expanded tightly.

Dressed in white clothes as light as flowing clouds, slowly fluttering in the wind, his handsome and calm eyes are brighter and more indifferent than Han Xing.

"Sikong Xing..." King Pingan took a deep breath, as cold as ice.

In the blink of an eye, Sikong Xing was already standing in front of him, with a faint and elegant smile beside him, "Exactly, the Sixth Prince."

"My lord was joking, haven't you been waiting for me?" Si Kongxing smiled leisurely, showing no signs of happiness or anger. "Since I'm here, my lord, don't embarrass the children!"

King Pingan snorted coldly, stared at him with cold eyes, glanced at the strange color, and sneered slightly: "Sure enough, as I expected, Miss Xing'er, in Thief's heart, nothing... is inferior to her. !"

(End of this chapter)