When the scum attack teases the wicked

It was very dark in the room.

The arrow that hit Mi Xun was drugged. When he woke up, he subconsciously moved his body, and then he felt a heart-rending pain in his ankle. The Emperor of Taste frowned his handsome brows, and after getting used to the dim light in the room, he realized that there was another person in the room.

Sitting in the dark, he wiped the gleaming sword in his hand motionlessly.

Shining Armor, with his back to him, looked cold and silent.

Mi Xun laughed, and reached out to get his folding fan, but he couldn't move his fingers, only to realize that he was being tied to a carved chair by people.

His ankle was pierced by a feathered arrow, and his hands were tied behind his back on the sturdy red sandalwood chair. It can be said that he is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and the people in front of him are notoriously cruel and vicious.

Mi Xun smiled, even in such a distressed state, he still looked calm and composed.It seems that he is not reduced to a prisoner at this moment, but a guest.

Even the voice is languid and inattentive than before.

"General, could it be that my words are not clear enough?"

The back froze.

There was a rustling sound after a while, and the light was too dim to see his face, only his icy silver armor, slender figure, and the cold and threatening sword in his hand.

As soon as his neck was cold, the sharp point of the sword touched his neck, and it only took a little movement to kill him.

Mi Xun raised his eyebrows, looked at the expressionless and pale person beside him, and said calmly, "Why, are you going to kill me?"

There was silence in the shadows for a while, and Su Jiuxi's cold voice sounded without warmth, "I said before, I hate others to deceive me the most."

"You should also understand what will happen to those who deceive me."

The fact that Song Jiansheng was hacked into pieces by thousands of knives was indeed known to everyone.

Mi Xun chuckled, "Could it be that the general is going to be cut alive."

Su Jiuxi's face turned pale, and the hand holding the sword trembled violently, piercing the skin under the sword, and blood burst out immediately, staining the snow-white and cold sword red.

Neither of them moved.

The air pressure suddenly dropped.

Mi Xun was calm and calm, as if he was not the one whose half of the neck was covered with blood, even Su Jiuxi's expression was much more distressed than his, the sword in his hand loosened and gripped, gripped and loosened again.

Mi Xun "haha" laughed loudly, "General, if you want to kill or cut, why not give it a good time."

Su Jiuxi's complexion changed, but she moved the sword around his neck, and moved it to his chest. With a twist of her wrist, she easily opened his clothes, revealing a large and beautiful chest. In the playful gaze, the sharp tip of the sword moved down slowly, and a cold voice sounded from above.

"You said you would love me all your life."

Mi Xun raised his eyebrows, this time a slight surprise flashed across Jun's face, as if he didn't understand why he would say such a thing until now.

The sharp sword was still walking on his body, all the way down his chest, it was the first time in Xun Xun's life that he let himself be cut like this.

Although he can terminate it anytime he wants.

He just didn't.

He was born as the noble eldest son of the emperor, and then he became the emperor of the Rao Kingdom. All the people in the world respect him and bow down to him. He has spent half his life as a swordsman, and has never been a fish.

This kind of taste that I have never tasted made Mi Xun feel playful. The person in front of me who is no longer obedient to him, but coldly holding a sword, exuding a dangerous and indifferent aura, is more interesting than before. many.

He had so many beauties in the past, and which beauty would dare to point a sword at him after abandoning him.

Mi Xun looked at him with interest.

The sword stopped at his knee and stopped going down.

"You said you would always be with me."

Mi Xun listened to him with great interest.

"I'll give you another chance. Are those words you said true or false?"

The pair of phoenix eyes looking at him were dark and deep, the dark light at the bottom of the eyes was extremely complicated, his face was pale, his pale lips were tightly pursed after saying that sentence, and he stopped speaking, the sword above his knee Trembling badly.

Mi Xun suddenly felt bored.

After listening to Su Jiuxi's words, the interest that was finally ignited in his heart felt dull and intimidating, which was really not a smart choice.

He knew in his heart that after what he said, Su Jiuxi would never let it go, but he didn't expect that the cruel and hot femme fatale in the rumor would force him to say he liked it with a sword.

He appreciates beauties who get together and get together, don't cry or make trouble, appreciate beauties who know how to advance and retreat, know how to measure, are long-sleeved and good at dancing, and are gentle and considerate, appreciate beauties who are exquisite in mind, know how to know, and also appreciate when they are in love. Proud beauty.

He originally thought that Su Jiuxi was the last type, but how could he be so unbearable to lose.

In his life, he disliked the same kind of people the most, no matter how beautiful they looked, they were people who pestered him endlessly.

Especially with such a stupid threat.

Mi Xun gave a low laugh, unknowingly when he had untied the rope, in Su Jiuxi's startled look, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his stiff waist, and hugged him into his arms.

"General, that's what I told you"

Su Jiuxi's back trembled as if being pricked by a needle.

Biting his lips, listening to the sweet voice deliberately lowered to his ears as if playing with fun, and the numbing hot air spraying on his ears as before, it made people tremble all over, and their hands and feet were cold.

"I lied to you. From the beginning to the end, I was just lying to you."

There was no trace of affection in those light gray eyes that had fascinated him, and his posture was so elegant that it reflected the mockery that could make the whole body shiver.

Caught off guard, only heard a clear dull sound.

The sound of a sword piercing the kneecap.

Rao was as calm and calm as Mi Xun, but he couldn't help turning pale in an instant, grunting, his facial features wrinkled together, and when he passed out from the pain, he glanced in amazement at the person in his arms who had always been obedient to him.

The man holding the sword had no expression on his face, and his face was stained with blood, which made his overly feminine face look like a ghost.