Devil Emperor, your mad concubine is beating someone again

Chapter 64

Ye Mosha completely ignored her pistol, Mo Tong looked at her coldly, "Feng Yihan likes you."

"Nonsense," Yin Qingxian narrowed her eyes, "He's my little brother."

Ye Mosha snorted coldly, "This king really overestimated you. Not only do you have poor IQ, you can even fall off a cliff to save someone, and your brains about love are not good either."

"You..." After a pause, the sneer on Yin Qingxian's lips deepened, "Ye Mosha, do you know that your life is in my hands now?"

Ye Mosha's magic eyes glanced at the gun in her hand, "That's all you want to hurt me?"

Yin Qingxian squinted her eyes, and fired a shot at the carriage with a "bang", and the bullet passed through the carriage to the sky.

The shadow guard outside was startled by the sound and his legs trembled, "Master, are you alright?"

Ye Mosha's bottomless pupils stared at the pistol in her hand, and a flash of surprise flashed in her pupils, which was fleeting.

The corners of Yin Qingxian's lips twitched, "Your master won't die, so drive hard."

Turning around, she glanced at Ye Mosha, with a poppy smile on her face, her red lips gently pressed against his ear, "My lord, the gun in my concubine's hand doesn't have eyes."

Ye Mosha's body froze, and then he smiled in a deep voice, "Do you think this thing can pass through my inner strength?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" The gun in Yin Qingxian's hand slowly approached Ye Mosha's chest, and slowly moved upwards.

The pistol rested on his neck. In her life, Yin Qingxian had never been teased so many times. Ever since she met Ye Mosha at the inn, he had been looking for trouble everywhere. Today, she must give him some flair.

But at this moment, Ye Mosha's eyes dimmed, looking at her hand holding the pistol moving back and forth on his body, damn it, does this woman know that she is lighting fires everywhere.

Yin Qingxian held her own pistol in one hand, and approached his neck with a silver needle soaked in poison in the other hand, "My lord, you and my concubine should be soft, and this concubine may let you go today."

A person like Ye Mosha is too arrogant, she just wants him to be subdued, she doesn't believe that she can't do anything to him anymore.

"Yin Qingxian," Ye Mosha's bottomless magic pupils squinted at her, his voice was a little hoarse, "I also want to see you subdued, what should I do?"

"Oh?" The corner of Yin Qingxian's crimson lips raised a sneer, "Does the lord not know that your life is in my hands now, not mine in your hands."

"Really?" Ye Mosha gently twitched her red lips that were close at hand, his eyes dimmed, "Try it, Concubine Ai."

"Ye Mosha, you're messing with my old lady again," Yin Qingxian was completely furious, and the trigger on the pistol suddenly slammed down.

The sound of bullets did not come, and she was stunned.

"I forgot to tell my concubine." Ye Mosha patted her on the head lightly, "This king blocked the muzzle of the gun with internal force."

"You..." Yin Qingxian's eyes were full of coldness at this moment, and the silver needle in the other hand dropped quickly.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mosha suddenly grabbed her hand holding the silver needle, held her under him with his backhand, grabbed her lips, and pried open her white teeth.

Yin Qingxian's eyes widened, and she wanted to push him away, but was firmly restrained.

　Second update today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)