Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

An Xia got up and walked to his side, with determination in her indifferent eyes.

"I don't like you, it's annoying!"

It turned into a knife, plunged into Venthyr's heart, and blood gushed out of invisible places.

The blood on his face also disappeared, and his face was pale, his lips were slightly open, and the blood in his eyes gathered.

"It's okay, we still have a long time to get along, I will definitely not make the same mistakes I made before, An Xia, give me one last chance, okay?"

Humblely asked, such a Venthyr made Anxia even stranger.

Haven't seen him for many years, did something major happen to him?

"I know you don't admit it, but I also know that you are the emperor I have been looking for. Tianji, he... is now in my hands."

I don't want to force her like this.

But still forced her.

An Xia heard the words, a silver light flashed in her hand, and an extremely thin silver wire was wrapped around Wen Xier's neck.

Not only was Wenthyr not afraid, but he laughed lowly.

"An Xia, you admit it, you admit that you are my emperor." His face flushed red, the blood vessels on both sides of his temples were entangled, and Wen Xier was still laughing.

She smiled and said, tears slowly flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"I...I won't hurt him, I've done so many...so many things that make you disgusted...disgusting, I won't... hurt... hurt you again, I swear."

"The three of them... leave the Imperial Domain, you... you are very... dangerous, can't... can't let them continue... stay... stay in Xia... Xia Kingdom."

During the difficult conversation, Venthyr's cell phone vibrated.

He moved his hands to get his phone, and An Xia, whose eyes were cold, tightened the silver wire again, and his voice was also cold, "Sometimes, it really makes me want to kill you!"

"I, I know..." Wenthyr smiled, "you... kill me now, and I won't... won't resist. Don't be nervous, I... I'm taking... the phone."

"Or, you help... help me."

The phone was in the pocket of his trousers, An Xia glanced at it and slowly loosened the silver wire.

Wen Xier, who was breathing freely, didn't let himself slow down, and opened his arms suddenly to hug An Xia.

An Xia reacted faster.

He arched his knees and pressed it fiercely against Venthyr's chin.

Still want to counterattack?

court death!

In fact, Venthyr just wanted to hug her.

But because he has a lot of previous records, An Xia has formed a conditioned reflex, and when he sees his shot, he decides that he is going to be detrimental to him.

This knee is going to hit the chin, and every tooth has to be smashed.

With a low smile, Venthyr turned sideways, kept kneeling on one knee, raised his hands and let his knees hit his arms.

"It's..."

It hurts.

As before, he was fierce and ruthless towards him. As long as he fought, he would either be beaten to the death or to the death.

It's great that she's really back.

He didn't miss her again.

The phone continued to vibrate, as if in an emergency.

Wenthyr said, "I'll take it, it should be Curry looking for me, afraid that I will die in your hands."

He hasn't gotten up yet.

An Xia didn't ask him to stand up, he wouldn't stand up by himself.

When the phone was connected, Wenthyr went hands-free and let her believe in herself, so start with the smallest things.

Curry's voice came eagerly, "Sir Count, Emory Ann appeared in Gaso City! He is most likely also here for the Emperor!"

"My lord, please take the Emperor Lord away as soon as possible. If he is found, the Emperor Lord and Lord are very dangerous!"

Emory Ann is the last thing he wants to see the Lord and the Emperor together again!