Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2400 Crossing the Millennium: Ancient Assassins Contrasting Cuteness (81)

  Song Zhi pursed her lips. She knows that it is impossible for a person to admit her identity so easily... But,

"I know you must be. No one can have that logo except the hidden pavilion. I don't believe this is a coincidence." Song Zhi smiled and looked forward to seeing him: "You can't know me, I'm a palace princess. , Is also the father the emperor’s favorite daughter. In this world, if you stand with me, we also belong to one another, isn’t it?"

Su Mo freed up a hand and leaned on the door of the car at will. Hearing the words, he slightly hooked his lower lip, and made a slightly curved mockery. His eyes were deep, like a winter night, "Miss Song, who gave it to you? Your confidence?"

Song Zhi froze, she gritted her teeth unwillingly, and whispered: "I know you don't know me now. After all, we didn't meet each other in Song Dynasty, but we can slowly break in. In this world, only we know each other best. , After all, we are from the same place."

After a pause, she continued: "Xu Bai is not counted at all, she is my personal servant girl when I was in Song Dynasty." At this point, Song Zhi's tone became a little contemptuous: "When I came here, I started to think I really am the eldest of the Xu family, and I don’t even recognize it. It’s nothing more than coveting the wealth of the Xu family.”

"She wants to live the life of a real daughter, and she also has to see if she is a fake. You'd better stay away from her..." Song Zhi mentioned the issue of dyeing white, and her grievance was full. Zang couldn't hide, after all, thinking of how Huang Bai treated her after coming into this world, Song Zhi was like a throat.

"Song Zhi." Su Mo smiled slowly, his eyes changed like mist in the night, his expression invaded in the sun, but slowly outlined a kind of danger, "You should be fortunate that there is surveillance here. "

  The young killer said something irrelevant to the topic. He put one hand in his pocket, and his cold and white fingertips gently rubbed the sharp dagger in his pocket.

  Song Zhi froze for a moment. Even though she was a little less sensitive to danger, she still noticed the slowly eroding cold breath, and she unconsciously fell on the boy's hand.

  He was wearing a pure black shirt, with the shirt sleeves slightly rolled up, and the cuffs were just right and delicate. The cold and white wrists that were exposed were black, and it was a death-like imprint that could not be seen clearly.

  The contrast of snow white and pure black.

  Strong and sharp contrast.

  A icy color lingers in the sun.

   Those hands...

   must be especially suitable for holding a long sword, or holding a dagger, and then easily kill countless people, stained with countless people's blood.

  The real death reaper.

  Song Zhi took a step back suddenly, she should be shocked by what she thought. Even under the sun, she felt a kind of cold to the core.

  Even the back is cold and sweaty, and the clothes are wetted by the fine and dense sweat.

  As a royal princess, Song Zhi has also encountered many assassinations. This cold and cold atmosphere is the same as those she has experienced, and the assassins are the same, no--

   is more cold and indifferent.

   Disturbance.

  Song Zhi couldn’t help but his eyes widened.

What's the meaning?

  He wants to kill her? !

"Excuse me." Su Mo raised his hand and hooked the pure black mask, and slowly smiled casually. Through the mask, his voice became a little bit low, and he was still clear and nice, dyed with ridicule: "Tell her ,You do not deserve."

  (End of this chapter)