Chapter 8

Shi Yaxuan.

Yin Qingxian was tired all day, she had already removed the beaded hairpin on her head, her black hair was scattered, she only wore a loose undershirt, closed her eyes, and lay quietly on the beauty couch.

Lu Yi lightly put a piece of clothes on Yin Qingxian, turned around and walked outside the house, and saw Ye Mo Sha, and froze in place in fright.

Ye Mosha exuded a coldness all over, and motioned for Lu Yi to go down.

Lu Yi was frightened by Ye Mosha's aura, and wanted to protect Yin Qingxian, but she was afraid that she would cause trouble, so she backed away slowly with a worried face.

The moment Ye Mosha walked into the door, Yin Qingxian seemed to sense a different aura, and suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the aura is indistinguishable.

Yin Qingxian squinted her eyes, and looked lazily at Ye Mosha's blood-colored demon pupils. What kind of eyes did they have, cruel, without a trace of emotion, such a person is really dangerous.However, that face made her, who had seen countless beauties and celebrities in modern times, admire a little, it was really a monster.

Deep meaning flashed across Ye Mosha's pupils, exuding a compelling coldness all over her body. This woman was the only one who dared to look him in the eye.

Yin Qingxian lay leisurely on the beauty's couch, seemingly completely unaffected by Ye Mosha's suffocating aura, a bright smile suddenly bloomed on her peerless and graceful face, making her look even more charming, her vermilion lips parted slightly , "My lord, sit down."

Ye Mosha's icy magic pupils stared closely at the lazy woman in front of her who couldn't get up to salute. No makeup was applied on her face, and black hair was scattered on the beauty's face. There seemed to be a flash of deep meaning in the pupils, and then suddenly became ruthless.

Approaching suddenly, he raised his hand to pinch Yin Qingxian's jaw. At the same time, Yin Qingxian's hands moved to Ye Mosha's big acupoint at some point, and the silver needle glowed with silver light, which was extraordinarily bright in the dark room.

Ye Mosha's magic eyes stared at the woman in front of him, glanced at the silver needle in her hand, and smiled contemptuously, "Everyone knows that this king's concubine is a fool."

"Oh?" Yin Qingxian squinted lazily, "How does the prince feel?"

"Aren't you afraid that this king will kill you?" Ye Mosha's cold aura lowered the temperature in the room by a few points, and he backhanded Yin Qingxian's hand holding the silver needle at an astonishing speed, and waved his backhand , A few silver needles hit the window panel in an instant, and the window panel around the silver needles quickly rotted.

Yin Qingxian couldn't help being a little nervous, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled up again.

Ye Mosha raised her chin, and the magic eyes locked on her tightly, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"You don't dare to kill me," her lazy voice seemed to pause, she glanced at Ye Mosha, and smiled charmingly, "If you kill me, the dark poison in your body..."

Just before the confrontation, she inadvertently felt the pulse of Ye Mosha, the poison of darkness. In the 21st century, she had read in an ancient book that those who were addicted to the poison of darkness would gradually lose sensation in their legs. , shaped like paralysis.

Ye Mosha's blood-colored demon pupils showed killing intent, and he moved his hand to Yin Qingxian's slender neck, as if his neck would be broken if he exerted any force, "Say, who are you?"

 Guess everyone

  Which of them is better?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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