Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 45 Ghost Face of Hades——Hall Lord Nalan Qingyi suddenly felt a chill on his back, "What are you going to do?"

"It has nothing to do with you, I can solve it myself," Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi, "Now I just want to tell you one thing, it doesn't matter to me how many women you had before or how many women you will have in the future, but you After touching me, you can't touch other women, there is no reason but my things are always exclusive."

After she finished speaking, she left without giving Nalan Qingyi any chance to speak. Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong's back, and raised the corners of her lips, "My things are exclusive too."

Jing Yirong walked all the way to Linglong's small courtyard, and saw Linglong sitting in the small courtyard drinking tea.

Although Linglong showed surprise when she saw Jing Yirong, she still stood up and saluted Jing Yirong, "I have seen the Crown Princess myself."

Jing Yirong was indifferent to Linglong's salute and the disdain in her eyes, she walked towards Linglong and said softly, "I'll give you seven days to leave the palace."

"What?" Linglong was startled, "I can't understand what my sister said? Sister, sister, although I have been in the uterus for a few months, but my sister can't remember where I offended my sister.

"I don't remember that my old lady gave birth to a woman as old as you." Jing Yirong sneered, "So please don't call me sister, you are not qualified to be my sister, tell me again, disappear within seven days, I don't want to See you again."

"Why do you say that to me!" With the support of the queen, Linglong didn't pay attention to Jing Yirong at all, and now she doesn't even need to pretend, "Do you think you can drive me away? I heard about you a long time ago. It’s just that lowly folk women really think they are noble now that they sit on the seat of the princess? I tell you that status is determined from the moment of birth.”

"I haven't found your mouth so eloquent in the past few months." In Jing Yirong's eyes, Linglong can only be described as ridiculous, "Seven days. Two results, one is that you will never appear again after leaving the palace; Kill you and make you disappear completely. Pick one yourself."

"I won't leave!" Linglong glared at Jing Yirong, "You don't have the ability to dare to do anything to me."

"Do you really think so?" Jing Yirong picked up a teacup, and with a light force, the teacup shattered in his hand, "Do you think your neck will be harder than this teacup?"

"You..." Linglong carefully looked at the shattered pieces, her feet softened and she took a few steps back.

Jing Yirong stepped forward and approached Linglong, "If someone else touches a man I've met before, I think it's dirty." Jing Yirong said the last three words very slowly and softly, as if a little bit transparent. Passing Linglong's ears into the heart.

Before Linglong came back to her senses, Jing Yirong only left behind a cold and arrogant back.Linglong couldn't help shivering, this woman is so scary.

In the queen's palace, a woman is dressed in red and gorgeous clothes, as gorgeous as a rose in full bloom. The woman is so weak and pitiful. She is sobbing with her head down at this time. Of course, this person is Linglong who is crying to An Wan.

An Wan's face turned blue with anger, and she slapped the armrest, "Bold Jing Yirong, dare to say such threatening words to you, it seems that she doesn't take Ben Gong seriously."

"Auntie, you think she's pampering the prince and the king, that's why she crawled on top of you little by little." Linglong hurriedly added fuel to the fire, wishing her aunt could call Jing Yirong over to punish her now. Fan.

An Wan's red phoenix eyes were filled with anger, and she silently grabbed the handrail.Jing Yirong dared to point fingers at her on the first night when she returned to the palace, embarrassing her in public, and now she is still ignoring her to this extent.If she is still kept today, she is afraid that one day she will even lose her position as queen, "Come here, I will serve you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

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Nalan Zhijin stood in front of Jing Yirong, who had just finished martial arts training, holding a cup of tea, "Master, drink tea." His voice was soft, his head was raised but his eyes were lowered, cautious and worried.

Jing Yirong glanced at it, turned around and left without saying a word.

Nalan Zhijin raised his head, his poor little face was full of grievances, he looked at Nalan Zhenqi with rescue eyes, "Seventh Brother..."

Nalan Zhenqi reluctantly took the tea from Nalan Zhijin's hand, and handed it to Jing Yirong, "Master, you are tired after practicing for so long, drink some tea."

Jing Yirong took the teacup from Nalan Zhenqi's hand, but looked directly at Nalan Zhijin, and poured the water on the ground with a gloomy expression, "In the future, don't say a word to me except about martial arts training. The farther the better."

Nalan Zhijin's eyes were covered with mist immediately, and he was afraid that Jing Yirong would be unhappy, so he immediately stretched out his small hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and nodded, "Yes."

Xiao Yan sighed helplessly, the door of kindness towards the tenth prince and concubine had been tightly closed, even if she still cared about the tenth prince, I am afraid she would not treat each other with kindness in the future.

The tenth prince's trembling expression made people feel pity, and he couldn't be blamed entirely on him. After all, having such a mother was not something he could choose. In fact, anyone could see Nalan Zhijin's dependence on and respect for Jing Yirong. .

After the three of them finished practicing martial arts, it was time for dinner. Just as they were about to enter the room, suddenly there was a gust of cold wind around them.

Jing Yi froze, "Who comes to the Tai's uterus as a guest but doesn't want to show up."

As soon as Jing Yirong finished speaking, several men were standing on the roofs of the surrounding rooms in the small courtyard. What was more special was that they were all wearing red robes. The bright red color appeared arrogant and condescending in the dim moonlight.The obsessive killing intent around them made the whole atmosphere low and weird.

"Ghost Shadow Gate!" Xiao Yan yelled in astonishment, with tremors in her tone that could not be ignored.

Jing Yirong frowned, "What's the reason?"

"The world's number one assassin's gate." Xiao Yan explained in shock, "Ghost Shadow Gate takes business all over the world, as long as someone can afford the price, there is no one they can't kill, and the people who come to Ghost Shadow Gate are not rich or noble. At present, they have no record of failure, and there are rumors in the world that ghost shadows want you to watch on the third watch, and you don't think it will make people live until the fifth watch."

"Going together," Jing Yirong smiled slightly.

Xiao Yan was surprised, "What?"

"I guess they also came to look for me, Xiao Yan, Nalan Zhijin, Nalan Zhenqi, you all go back to my house."

"No!" The three of them stood up in unison.

Jing Yikong swept across the three of them, "Get out, there is no room for you to talk here."

"Crown Princess..." Xiao Yan still wanted to speak but was interrupted by Jing Yirong, "Why don't you plan to listen to me when I promised to stay with you forever?"

"Slaves don't dare." Xiao Yan said immediately.

"Don't go in yet." Jing Yirong spoke again forcefully.

The three of them entered the house in desperation, but kept the door half open to observe every move in the small courtyard.

Jing Yirong raised his head and said in a relaxed tone, "I have met everyone in this life, but I haven't met the same people who lived thousands of years ago. Let me see how your skills are, so don't lose yourself."

The man in red moved his body instantly after hearing this, and fell to the ground and surrounded Jing Yirong layer by layer, "Someone wants to buy your life."

"How much did the other party pay?" Jing Yirong was curious.

"1000 taels of gold."

Jing Yirong nodded, "The price is not low, and I haven't lowered my value. But you probably won't be able to earn the money. Don't worry, even though you are here to kill me, I will still bury you well when you die. I’ve always been soft on my colleagues.”

"I don't know what to say." As soon as the murderous voice fell, the men in red rushed forward, Jing Yirong leaped into the air to avoid their siege, and the men in red flew up into the air with their heads up, making moves one after another.

Jing Yirong dexterously dodged and waited for the opportunity to strike out, hitting each move in the air.Sure enough, they are professional killers. Compared with those who have done it before, these people's martial arts are considered superior, and their square sticks are orderly. If it weren't for the martial arts secrets Ye Xieming taught him, he might have been torn apart several times.

The leaves in the small courtyard kept shaking, and the wind blew in gusts.The figures of Jing Yirong and the man in red landed on the ground for a while, then flew up to the roof, took another look and flew into the air again.

Both sides felt that the opponent was not easy, and they used all their strength to fight against the enemy.After a fierce battle, the men in red fell to the ground one by one, all knelt on one knee, palmed their bodies with their hands, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, the battle of ten against one ended with Jing Yirong's victory.

Jing Yirong landed slowly on the ground, looked directly at the man in red, "It seems that you are not qualified enough to kill me."

"A bunch of useless trash." A deep voice came, Jing Yirong raised his eyes, the man stood on the eaves with his hands behind his back, his straight-colored clothes fluttered with the wind, his gloomy and arrogant eyes seemed to be out of focus. Filled with an aura of not getting close to strangers, but the dark eyes are full of peace.The long black hair cascaded down and scattered around the ears.It made his deepness a little more insane.

"who are you?"

"My lord."

"These are your subordinates?" Jing Yirong pointed to the man in red who was kneeling on the ground, "You can keep such a useless killer."

Dianjun's dark eyes did not show any waves, "Did you hear that? Why don't you come out in the name of my Ghost Shadow Sect?"

As soon as Dianjun's words fell, the kneeling man in red immediately broke his own veins without hesitation, ending his own life. The killer of the ghost shadow gate who has not completed the task has only one ending.

Jing Yi raised his eyebrows, "You have trained well, you have courage."

"After watching the fun, now you should go down to accompany them." Dian Jun said flatly.

"Do you have the ability to kill me?" Jing Yirong didn't pay attention to Dianjun, "I owe you to go back and stay, otherwise your end will probably be the same as theirs?"

"There are only people in the world who I don't want to kill, and there is no one I can't kill." The figure of Dianjun moved, and the next moment he landed in front of Jing Yirong, the distance was only a few meters, and his posture did not change.

After standing opposite each other, Jing Yirong discovered that Dian Jun was also good-looking, with deep black eyes, the lips under the straight nose hooked into invisible arcs, the red gown was exquisite and luxurious, and the close-fitting clothes It is enough to see his strong figure.There was an indescribable depression on his body despite the obviously insolent red, and Bing Cube's face didn't float in the slightest.

Jing Yirong smiled charmingly, "What a coincidence, I am the same."