My Lady Is Not A Demon

Chapter 329 Kill Qing Luo!

(Reminder: The Sword Demon in the previous chapter was filling the pit in Chapter 136 (Two Lives), because this person has played.)

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As the sky darkened, pedestrians outside the street became scarce.

The daytime prosperity of Dongzhou City seems to have faded away from the false peace and harmony with the setting of the sun.

When the night gets deeper, the peace of the city will be completely torn apart.

Thieves, ruffians, robbers, gambling shops, brothels…everywhere is a plot to break away from the rule of law.

Hong Zhuer sat by the window.

Drinking boringly.

Today, her dress is much more conservative than before.

Although it was still wearing a bright red dress, the neck was very tightly wrapped, and silk trousers were also worn under the skirt.

A pair of exquisite short and soft red bow boots are on his feet.

“Beauty, it’s so lonely to drink here alone, how about letting Xiaoye play with you?”

It was a big guy who was flushed with alcohol, his exposed arms were as thick as a woman’s thighs. There were also a few small attendants behind him, apparently the ruffian heads who used to show off.

Looking at Hong Zhu’er’s delicate and charming face, the heat in the big man’s eyes burned to his abdomen, making his breathing heavier.

There are many beauties in Dongzhou City.

But there are very few women who can provoke people’s desires so much.

Even if Hong Zhu’er is dressed conservatively, the invisibly unique state of charm still makes a man’s first glance at her, and he thinks of the “bed”.

The red bamboo gently shook the wine glass, her eyes that were as narrow as willow leaves were blurred.

For the big guys, they are treated like air.

“Beauty, drinking alone on this big night is very dangerous, let the little master protect you.”

The big man sat in front of the wine table, staring at the woman’s tender, snow-like wrist with scorching eyes, and swallowed his saliva.

Even if I just take a look, I can imagine the lubrication.

Seeing that the other party was always indifferent, the big man just wanted to raise his hand to molest, but suddenly saw a black spider on the back of own’s hand!

The spider is the size of a baby’s fist, and its hairy legs are extremely permeable.

“what!!”

The man was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand, and almost tripped on a stool when he got up.

After seeing the spider disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Damn, where does this place come from—”

But before he could finish his words, he saw the younger brothers next to him staring at his neck in horror, their faces pale.

The big man suddenly realized something, and slapped Own’s neck quickly.

However, what made him break down was that in the process of beating, he noticed something cold and slippery crawling into the skirt of his clothes.

He was so frightened that he did a ‘mechanical dance’ on the spot.

Women are afraid of spiders.

Most men are also afraid of this stuff and feel like getting goose bumps all over.

After taking off his clothes three times, the big man saw the black spider crawling out of the pile of clothes, and then crawling to the table…

Hong Zhu’er stretched out his white jade hands like a swan neck.

The spider crawled on the back of her hand.

There was no fear on the woman’s face, she still held up the wine glass indifferently, pressed her pink lips lightly, and looked out the window.

The big man rounded his eyes, and his body trembled.

At this moment, he finally understood that he had provoked someone who shouldn’t be provoked.

He didn’t even dare to take the clothes on the ground, and the big man crawled out of the tavern like this, and his men followed behind.

The tavern was suddenly much quieter.

The embarrassment of the big man also made other people who secretly wanted to come and strike up a conversation to give up their ideas and drink obediently.

After a long time, only Hong Zhuer was left in the tavern.

The hip flask on the table occupies more than half of it.

As the night grew thicker, a man in a gray robe wearing a Buddha mask walked into the tavern.

He was sitting across from Hong Zhu’er.

Staring at the woman’s charming face, the man took out a letter and pushed it gently: “Kill someone.”

Hong Zhu’er’s red lips curled up slightly: “How much silver are you going to give me.”

“I know you are not short of money, so I prepared the information you want, which is absolutely true and satisfactory to you.”

The gray robe man said.

A strange color flashed through Hong Zhu’er’s eyes.

She clipped the letterhead with her slender fingers, and smiled: “The news is pretty good, I know what information I want.”

“Do you accept this task, or will you not accept it?”

The gray-robed man asked.

Hong Zhuer looked at him: “I am the only one?”

“There is one more, it’s a condor from the Heavenly Blood Sea Killer Organization. Speaking of which, he also wanted to join your Heaven Court organization before, but his abilities were not sufficient.”

“A sea of ​​blood…”

Hong Zhu’er narrowed his slender eyes and sneered. “Looking for this kind of cat and dog.”

The gray robe said humanely: “This task is led by him. The reason why I invite you is because I am afraid that there will be accidents in the middle. It would be better for you to take the lead.”

“Come on, who are you going to kill?”

Hong Zhuer tore open the letterhead, her voice lazily and somewhat sexy.

“A girl named Cheongna.”

“…”

Hong Zhuer’s action of tearing the letter to a halt.

She raised her eyes, there was a faint light flowing in her eyes like black jewels, and she suddenly laughed, blooming like fragrant flowers:

“The maid beside Vermillion Bird?”

The gray-robed man’s gaze condensed, and then he exclaimed: “As expected of the Heaven Court organization, I know all kinds of information.”

Seeing the woman’s silence, the gray-robed man thought that the other party was scrupulous, and said: “I know you are a prudent woman, but you can rest assured that Vermillion Bird has been missing for three days and is not by her side. And you don’t need this task. Do it yourself, just follow behind to prevent accidents.”

“It’s… amazing.”

Hong Zhu’er smiled, and the smile on the corners of her pink lips became more intense.

The gray-robed man frowned.

I always feel that the other party said that the emotion expressed is a bit strange.

“To kill a close maid, I need to do it.” Hong Zhu’er picked up the wine glass and said with a smile.

The gray robe said humanely: “Just to be foolproof.”

Da da da……

The delicate fingertips of the woman’s other hand tapped the letterhead lightly, like raindrops.

The gray-robed man was not in a hurry, and waited quietly.

He knew that the other party was thinking about it.

With Hong Zhifan’s intelligence in hand, I believe this woman will be tempted.

After a while, Hong Zhu’er looked at the unopened letterhead in his hand and said lightly: “Can you guarantee that this information is true?”

“If it’s not true, I won’t come to amuse you on purpose.”

“Your disguise is so strict, how can I believe that you are not entertaining me?” Hong Zhuer sneered.

The gray-robed man was silent.

After a while, he slowly removed the mask from his face.

This is a very old cheek.

Beard and hair are white

The muscles of his cheeks were slightly swollen, and a pair of wrinkled, muddy eyes flashed with faint light.

Hong Zhuer looked at him.

Sweeping his eyes along the sides of the opponent’s cheeks, it was finally confirmed that this person did not wear a disguise mask.

The gray-robed man’s move was extremely risky.

But he was facing someone from the Heaven Court killer organization, and the other party was even higher than him in terms of credibility, so he was not afraid of revealing his identity.

“Okay, I’ll take the task.” Hong Zhuer opened the letterhead.

After reading the above content, her eyes faintly flickered with a strange light, and she was lost in thought.

The gray-robed man wore the mask back.

He got up and said, “The mission is tonight.”

Hong Zhu’er came back to his senses, and Qingcheng had a smile on her face like a begonia: “Okay, I will give you a surprise. I believe that bald eagle killer will perform well.”

“hope so.”

The grey-robed man turned and left the tavern.

After the other party left, Hong Zhu’er lay on the table with a reckless image, her pretty face looking melancholy.

Looking at the information on the letterhead in his hand, he muttered:

“Pisces…you dare to go, my dear Dage.”