Pure love emperor less blackened daily

Chapter 83 The Girl An Liyin

She cried and buried herself in his arms, her murderous aura growing irresistibly, it was a terrifying aura rising from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Pure and bloody intertwined.

Su Jin was taken aback, and hugged her small body with her backhand: "It's okay, baby, don't be angry, I got into a fight with someone."

He gently wiped away her tears, and touched her soft hair, his baby, what must he have gone through all these years to develop this kind of breath.

"Who is it?" Miloco's voice was crying, soft, but colder than ever before.

"The man who hurt Xue'er three years ago." He hugged her tightly and buried his head in her hair, "Be good, don't kill him, trust me, I will take care of it."

He didn't want to see her hands covered with blood again, he thought he would never forget the previous scene.

Miloko took out a dagger from nowhere with his white and tender hands, and inserted it into the abdomen of the woman who scolded her, blood spattered, but she still smiled sweetly.

The eyes looking at him were still clear, as if she was not afraid that her murder would arouse his fear. He knew that it wasn't that she didn't care, but that she didn't know that it was surprising that she killed someone.

After he was shocked, his eyes turned red for some reason.

What is it that can make a simple and kind little girl kill someone without changing her expression?

What kind of environment formed her habit of killing casually.

How many trainings would the killers of the M organization go through that would be worse than death?He didn't know, and he didn't dare to imagine.

"Jin, I believe in you, but don't hurt yourself."

Miloke said seriously, and looked up to see the blood-stained bruises at the corner of his mouth, and tears rolling in his eyes again.

Su Jin hurriedly took out a handkerchief to help her wipe, and then took out the candy for Miroko in her pocket and coaxed her gently.

The melancholy faded from his brows and eyes, with a touch of warmth and gentleness, just like the frail but stubborn boy who stood in front of her in the orphanage back then.

He is a prince who came out of the comics, handsome and gentle beyond belief.

Miloko stared blankly, then tiptoed and kissed the corner of his lips, took the candy, and smiled contentedly.

On school celebrations, Qingying's school celebration ball is equivalent to a lively large-scale business banquet in the upper class, except that the participants are all younger generations.

The rich and famous ladies dress up noble and beautiful, and their whole body, including the hairstyle and jewelry they wear, are all carefully arranged by the designers.

Gather together to discuss which coffee shop is good and what will be held at the auction, or talk about some business knowledge and some gossip among wealthy families.

Well-trained waiters dressed in uniform shuttled through the crowd with trays, and the magnificent and resplendent auditorium was also decorated by professionals today.

Although Chu Yesheng is a new transfer student, he can be regarded as an "outsider", but he has a gentle and humorous conversation, and he can skillfully resolve many embarrassments when talking with others, leaving enough face for the other party, and he has a good skin , when he laughed, he was very ecstatic. He was still very popular among Qingying's wealthy ladies, and most people liked to be close to such a man.

It was the first time for Chu Yesheng to participate in such a large-scale high-society ball. How could he miss such an opportunity to make friends with powerful people? He immediately integrated into this circle with the most perfect posture. Before the ball officially started, he met them We had a good time talking.

And the background is another scene.

"Sister Kuang." Xiao Fengxue nodded towards Kuang Naixin who was wearing a dark blue evening dress.

Kuang Naixin was a little surprised to see her coming, and immediately figured out why, pointing to a door at the back, and smiled gently: "Student Xiao, are you here to find Jiang Jiang? He's rehearsing at the back."

"Well, thank you." She also nodded with a smile, and walked back.

"Sister!" As soon as Xiao Fengxue pushed open the door, Yang Jiang caught sight of the white figure out of the corner of his eye, and immediately put down the props in his hand and ran over, "Sister, you are so beautiful today."

Xiao Fengxue just planned to watch Yang Jiang's performance today, and left after watching, so she only changed into a dress for a little dressing up, her beautiful face was still unpainted, her dusty temperament matched with the white evening dress The dress looks even more fairy-like, and the whole appearance looks like it came out of the painting.

The corners of her lips curved up, and she rubbed Xiao Zhengtai's head, "Jiang Jiang is also very beautiful today."

Hearing this, Mrs. Xiaozheng's face turned red, and she patted the hand on her head and then scratched her head in embarrassment: "Wow, boys can't be described as beautiful, and senior sisters can't touch their heads, touch their heads It won't be tall."

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Fengxue laughed, and then covered his hair with his hands and ravaged him vigorously.

The protest was ineffective, and Yang Jiang Xiaozheng could only be brutally murdered by the old witch.

Unexpectedly, there was a menacing scream in the next moment: "Let him go! Don't touch my Jiang Jiang!"

Xiao Fengxue was taken aback for a moment, and noticed that Yang Jiang's body in front of her was stiff and her hairs were standing on end. Before she could react, Xiao Zhengtai said quickly, "Senior, I'm sorry I left beforehand", and then "whoosh", directly Run to the men's room.

Only Xiao Fengxue was left in a mess in the wind, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then someone patted his shoulder: "Hey! Who are you, why did you touch Jiang Jiang just now!"

When she looked back, the other party saw her face clearly and screamed again, and then Xiao Fengxue witnessed the most rapid face-changing job in history.

The little vixen who was bragging about cursing and fighting just now turned into a little lady in front of her at a lightning speed.

Putting her hands gracefully on her lower abdomen, the girl smiled sweetly, her cheeks were slightly red, and under Xiao Fengxue's uncertain eyes, she bowed ninety degrees to her, her posture standard was perfect and impeccable: "Senior Xiao Hello, you are so beautiful today. My name is An Liyin. Do you remember me when we met yesterday? Are you here to find someone backstage? Do you need any help? ?”

That one is soft-spoken, elegant, and civilized, just like a well-educated lady of the royal family in the Middle Ages.

The corners of Xiao Fengxue's eyes twitched, and she asked, "Is An Liyin?"

"Yeah." The girl's hairy head was frantically lighting up, and her eyes were even more sparkling, reminiscent of the crystal chandelier on her head.

Under the girl's scorching gaze, she said lightly: "I want to say...you stepped on the hem of your skirt."

"Ah?" An Liyin was taken aback, then lowered her head, there was a muffled bang and a scream, and she fell to the ground.

Xiao Fengxue: "..."

She really just kindly reminded her to prevent her from falling while walking later, but she didn't expect that this little girl's movements would be too big and still be a disaster...

(End of this chapter)