Picked a Killer as My Wife

"I saw someone using Rashomon: Nine Styles of Kung Fu... and I still remember that the second style was the mark of death." Duanmuying said suddenly.

She told Duanmu Heiming about the nine Rashomon kung fu used by Li Tian.

Duanmu Heiming laughed suddenly, a deep laugh as if coming from hell.

"Ying'er, don't tell lies..."

"Dad, don't you believe me?" Duanmuying felt very wronged when Duanmu Heiming said so.

As they were talking, a crisp voice suddenly came out from the darkness on the side.

"Miss Ying... Rashomon is the secret kungfu of the Duanmu family. Besides, Rashomon: Nine styles are only strange people from the Duanmu family in the past 100 years. Your uncle has realized it alone. Now you say that you see someone use it. Rashomon: Nine styles of kung fu...Ha ha, do you feel credible when you say this?"

With that weird and coquettish voice came, but saw a middle-aged beautiful woman walking out of the darkness.

She is so beautiful, so monster.

Every inch of skin on his body is endless, especially those eyes, it seems as if people are shocking when they look at them.

Wearing an emerald green low skirt, a large expanse of the charming human objects in front of him was exposed, with wavy curls draped over the supple shoulders, and slowly walked out of the darkness.

Looking closely at this beautiful woman, there seemed to be something squirming gently in her hand.

Looking through the sluggish light, the moment is about to scare people to death.

Oh my god, there was a green poisonous snake, green bamboo leaves, and carmine wrapped around her white arms.

An extremely ferocious snake with a poisonous core was wrapped around her wrist like a pet.

Be good! What kind of woman is she! So weird, so terrible.

When Duanmuying saw the beautiful woman with a snake wrapped around her arm, her eyes were filled with disgust, and she glared at the enchanting woman viciously.

"I'm telling my father, what's the matter with you? Who told you to eavesdrop here?" Duanmuying said furiously, looking at the person coming from the darkness with a wave of disgust in her beautiful eyes, her face always Said the middle-aged beautiful woman with a charming smile.

The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled slightly, as if used to the fiery temper of the eldest lady of the Duanmu family.

"Miss Ying, why are you so angry?"

"I seem to be the Patriarch who asked me to come... Do you want to take care of this too?" The beautiful woman suddenly giggled.

Laughing leaned forward and closed, the two charming **** on the laughing chest trembled.

"Shameless woman!" Duanmuying cursed in a low voice in her mouth.

Watching the two women quarreling, Duanmu Heiming, who was sitting in the darkness, suddenly groaned.

"Shut up."

When he said in a deep voice, Duanmuying and the beautiful woman quietly closed their mouths.

"Ying'er, go down first, and I will talk to you about this later."

After Duanmu Heiming, who was sitting in the dark, finished speaking, Duanmuying gave the coquettish woman a vicious look, and then walked out angrily.

After she left, the charming woman who just walked out of the darkness said with a cold mouth: "Heiming, what is her attitude? Anyway, I am also her stepmother now... Anyway, I am now your wife. ..."

After the charming woman said so, Duanmu Heiming, who was sitting in the darkness, suddenly snorted coldly.

"To shut up!"

"No one can take the place of Ying'er's mother in my heart, including you!" As Duanmu Heiming's violent voice said, the dark space suddenly filled with a cold air.

Even the charming and charming woman who was acting like a baby didn't dare to say a word about the chill.

It turned out that this woman turned out to be Duanmu Heiming's wife... the second wife.

No wonder Duanmuying looked at her so unpleasantly, no wonder two women would look for each other's faults when they met.

"Ying'er is still young...you won't let her do anything?" Duanmu Heiming said coldly.

The charming and beautiful woman sneered: "She is not young! Now she is a beautiful woman... I don't know how many people in the Duanmu family are obsessed with her."

"Forget it, just say a few words."

"What I asked you to check, how did you check it?" Duanmu Heiming, who was sitting in the darkness, asked suddenly.

The beautiful woman turned her beautiful face and smiled: "I have checked it out..."

"The Yuwen family and the Situ family still don't know the news yet."

Hearing what the beautiful woman said, Duanmu Heiming suddenly burst into laughter.

"That's good!"

"These two of you... are not waiting for you, especially the old Yuwen fox who loves to pick up bargains, so he won't let him succeed this time..."

"Ouyang's daughter is not touched this time, she is fortune-telling! But I must have her daughter die next time." Duanmu Heiming suddenly said cold and gloomy voice from his mouth.

The beautiful woman next to her smiled slightly: "Yes, she will die sooner or later."

Duanmu Heiming who was sitting in the darkness suddenly sighed slightly.

The beautiful woman next to that side slowly walked forward, and stretched out a soft and boneless white arm gently on the dark side, her fingers provoking endless...

"What's the matter? Sigh what?" The beautiful woman asked Duanmu Heiming smilingly while rubbing.

Duanmu Heiming said, "I'm thinking about what Yinger said just now."

"What are you talking about? Is it Rashomon: Nine-style thing?" The beautiful woman suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Duanmu Heiming asked coldly.

Yingying, the woman with a venomous snake wrapped around her white arm, said, "Do you really take what she said? How can the duanmu family's unique skills be learned by others? Even the Rashomon's skills have not been learned by outsiders? What about an outsider? You may learn something that even the Duanmu family can't learn (Rashomon: Nine Types), Heiming, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you even understand this kind of thing? Is it obviously your baby girl who is lying..."

"No! Yinger rarely lied since she was a child." Duanmu Heiming retorted that no one knew his biological daughter better than him, so he still believed Ying's words.

The beautiful woman who heard Duanmu Heiming said this, smiled coldly: "Then you believe what she said? An outsider learned Rashomon that even the Patriarch of your Duanmu family can't learn: Nine styles? The nine styles of Rashomon that he can comprehend?"

When the beautiful woman finished saying this, the atmosphere of the entire dark space suddenly changed.