Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 86 No one can snatch my prey "You killed me." An Wan said pleadingly.

Nalan Zhenhai shook his head, "No, I don't want you to die, I want you to die. Tomorrow, the king will send someone to deliver Nanxian's head to you. I want you to see yourself with your own eyes. The head of your son, this king wants you to think about how many men have slept with you every day."

"Devil, you devil!" An Wan scolded Nalan Zhenhai like crazy, tears streaming down her cheeks, why did she fall in love with this devil at the beginning, how could she be so stupid as to give him the entire family's property, but in the end Didn't he also fall in love with his and her servant and kill his own son?

There was hatred in An Wan's eyes, Nalan Zhenhai, I will never tell you in this life, you still have a daughter, a daughter born by Yin Qi when you were fighting for the country, I threw it away, haha.

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In the uterus, in the dinner room, there was silence on the table. Nalan Zhijin, who had been fighting all the time before, also fell silent. Everyone was eating honestly, and even the air was dull.

Qiao Shuang'er tapped Nalan Zhijin's bowl with chopsticks, "The person who hurt you will be executed tomorrow, why aren't you happy?"

"How can I be happy?" Nalan Zhijin muffled, "I thought that the father would only kill the Ge family and his son, but I didn't expect that he would not let the second brother go. Well, even if he is not my second brother, even if He used to be very bad, but after all, I have called him the second brother for seven years. No matter how much I hate him, I can't be happy now."

"Little thing, you are only seven years old this year, how come you can talk as soon as you land?" Qiao Shuang'er curled her lips, "Also called the second brother for seven years."

"You!" Nalan Zhijin was extremely angry, "The point is not that this is good."

"What is that?" Qiao Shuang'er looked curious.

"Miss Qiao, have you ever left your relatives?" Yue Ya opened her mouth with deep pain in her eyes, "A relative who has been with you all year round, even if he is not related by blood, his departure will still make you painful and sad."

Crescent Moon remembered the scene where Lie Yan jumped.

Nalan Zhenqi understandingly held Yueya's hand on the table to show comfort.Crescent Moon looked at Nalan Zhenqi and smiled lightly.

Qiao Shuang'er turned her eyes away and put down the bowls and chopsticks, "Everyone is going to die, when and how he dies, or whoever kills him is his life. What's the use of being sad, leave when the time comes, or else Do your best to treat him well, or kill the person who killed him. It is useless to be sad."

"You are so cold-blooded," Nalan Zhijin couldn't help but said, "It's the relatives who left."

The sadness in Qiao Shuang'er's eyes only appeared for a second, "I have no relatives, so I don't feel it."

Nalan Zhenqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er in surprise, he caught the sadness in Qiao Shuang'er's eyes, for some reason, he could tell no matter who Qiao Shuang'er was pretending to be.With just one glance, he could know everything Qiao Shuang'er was thinking, her emotions, her joy, he knew it either intentionally or intuitively.

"Damn Nalan Nanxian, there is nothing to regret." Jing Yirong finally said, "But he is my prey, and Nalan Zhenhai just wanted to execute them and steal my prey."

Nalan Qingyi was stunned, "What are you going to do?"

"Kill them." Jing Yirong replied directly, without even the slightest time to think.

"Master, this is not acceptable. Even if they are death criminals, killing them in private is still a capital crime." Nalan Zhenqi said worriedly.

Jing Yirong raised his eyes, "Do you think Nalan Zhenhai can kill me?"

"Father has many troops, master, don't take risks, okay?" Nalan Zhijin also looked worried.

Jing Yirong suddenly broke into a smile, "You have been with me for so long, do you think I have ever been afraid of your father's power? Nalan Nanxian, Ge Jiangke, Gray, including An Wan, these are the people who offended me , is the target I want to kill, since Nalan Zhenhai is not worthy of letting me leave the prey to him, they should all die in my hands."

"Yirong," Nalan Qingyi sighed, "I always knew that you didn't take your father seriously, but now you will only get into trouble if you do so."

"Afraid that I will hurt you?" Jing Yirong looked at the people at the table, and then fixed his eyes on Nalan Qingyi, "Now you can divorce me," and looked at Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin, "We can also end the name of master and apprentice."

"No." Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin refused in unison.

Nalan Qingyi straightened Jing Yirong's body and made her face herself, "You know that's not what I meant? I'm not even afraid of dying for you. How could I be afraid that you would implicate me? If killing them is really If you want to do something, I will no longer object."

"Jing Yirong, you really don't know your blessings in the midst of blessings," Yueya couldn't help but said, "You don't want to be a noble concubine, but you want to kill prisoners, are you addicted to killing?"

Jing Yirong's eyes slowly fell on Yueya, as cold as ice, "You can't understand me so much, do you want me to send you to see Lie Yan?"

"Master." Nalan Zhenqi said nervously immediately, "No."

Jing Yirong stood up and looked directly at Na Zhenqi, "One day you can only choose between me and her."

Nalan Zhenqi was taken aback, never thought that Nalan Zhenqi would say such a thing.

"Choose me." Qiao Shuang'er's crisp voice broke in suddenly, "Nalan Zhenqi, you choose me. If you choose me, you don't have to choose between your master and me."

Crescent Moon glanced at everyone, turned and left.

"Qiao Shuang'er!" Nalan Zhenqi glared at Qiao Shuang'er and hurriedly chased her out.

Qiao Shuang'er sat down innocently, "I didn't say anything."

"You ran away with Sister Yueya and didn't say anything." Nalan Zhijin shook his head, "Even if you like Brother Seven, you don't have to be so obvious."

"Is it obvious to me?" Qiao Shuang'er shrugged, and put a piece of vegetable into Zhijin's bowl, "Eating your food, I'm only seven years old and I don't know how to like it."

"How rude." Nalanji muttered.

Jing Yirong looked at the figure of Nalan Zhenqi chasing Yueya and ran out. She didn't understand why she said that just now, but she could feel the hatred for her from Yueya. It wasn't Nalan. Zhenqi was able to resolve it, and her eyes fell on Qiao Shuang'er again. She has too many secrets, but she should still be more interested in Nalan Zhenqi than she likes it.

Nalan Qingyi silently looked at Jing Yirong's face, every time what she did would exceed her imagination, it shouldn't mean that she exceeded Nalan Qingyi's imagination, but her real imagination.

The more and more interest he has in Jing Yirong, the more he finds that Jing Yirong's figure will sink into his heart.If Nalan Qingyi just likes her, he doesn't think it's a big deal, but now he can't tell when it's Nalan Qingyi's sweet talk and when it's what he wants to say.

The time when everyone was beheaded was [-]:[-] noon. Jing Yirong was wearing a pure white corset and holding a long sword in his hand to break into the death cell alone.Wearing white clothes, I feel that bright blood is perfect when paired with pure white.

"I won't kill you, get out of here." Jing Yirong pointed at the jailer guarding the cell.

The jailer hurriedly saluted, "Crown Princess, we cannot let you in, please leave quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Jing Yi looked coldly, "I gave you a chance to escape once, since you didn't want it, you can't blame me."

The jailer glanced at each other, the two stabbed at Jing Yirong with their long spears, Jing Yirong swung his sword away, the jailer's face was covered with bloodstains, and he fell down without even having time to cry.

Jing Yirong lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped the blood-stained sword on it, "I said don't stop me."

The death row is heavily guarded by soldiers, how could there be only two guards, but because Jing Yirong drew his sword too fast, the rest of the guards were a little scared and did not dare to move forward.

"You are not my target, as long as you stay where you are and pretend you didn't see me, I don't have to kill you." This is what Jing Yirong often said to the subordinates of the gang boss when he went to assassinate the gang boss.

The guards really listened to what Jing Yirong said, retracted their spears and stood up straight.

Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows and walked forward.When Jing Yirong passed by the first row of guards, he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him.Jing Yirong pursed his lips, and leaned back, a long spear pierced through the top of his head, Jing Yirong's hand holding the sword accurately pierced the guard's chest, and the guard fell down with his eyes widened.

"Modern and ancient subordinates are not good people." Jing Yirong swung his sword, "I saw those who sneaked up from behind, and I killed one by one, and who else would die."

The guards retreated one after another, not wanting to step forward to die.

Jing Yirong went to the prison door and cut off the iron lock with a knife, and couldn't help frowning when he entered the cell. "Why are you so virtuous? Nalan Nanxian tidied up his clothes before he died."

An Wan was lying on the ground covered in blood, and raised her head when she heard some movement, she was a little surprised to find that it was Jing Yirong.

"Have you seen Nanxian? How is he? Is he still alive?"

"I was still alive, but now I'm dead, and I killed him with a sword, piercing my heart with a sword." Jing Yirong said truthfully.

There was no anger on An Wan's face, "It's fine if you die."

"You don't hate me?" Jing Yi was puzzled.

An Wan smiled bitterly, "The person I hate the most is Nalan Zhenhai, not you. Even if you don't kill Nanxian, he will be beheaded by Nalan Zhenhai. Between you and Nalan Zhenhai, I would rather choose you. Now you Are you here to kill me? I've been prepared for a long time."

"I came to kill you, but death seems to be a kind of relief for you now, so I will tell you one more thing before you are free." Jing Yirong looked indifferent, "Nalan Nanxian is dying. Let me tell you a word before, he said he hates you, and he doesn't want to walk on the same road with you even if it's hell."

An Wan was taken aback, pain filled her entire eyeballs, her dry lips were bitten tightly in her mouth, bleeding forcefully, she stared at Jing Yirong, "So you are the same as Nalan Zhenhai! They are all cruel and ruthless, people like you don't deserve love at all. Jing Yirong, you will be the same as Nalan Zhenhai, you will all lose the person you love the most."

"Thank you," Jing Yirong took it calmly, "I don't love anyone at all, so it doesn't matter who I lose."

An Wan stared at Jing Yirong with hatred, and yelled angrily, "Jing Yirong, do you think Nalan Zhenhai really loves you? Do you think he will really pass the throne to Nalan Zhenhai?" Lan Qingyi? He is using you! From the beginning to the end, he never thought of letting Nalan Qingyi be the king. He just used you to eradicate us, and he will find an opportunity to eradicate you in the future. But I believe This opportunity has come, if you kill the death row prisoner, he will definitely hold on to it, Jing Yirong, I will wait for your news in hell!"