[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

【Military Prison】

In the dark black water prison, there are densely packed old crows on the top of the head. With a wave of hand, a large number of crows flew up.The sentinels guarding the door were full of blood in their eyebrows and eyes. Taking a peek, the medals hanging on their left shoulders were all sentinels with at least four stars.

Zhu Qing straightened his clothes, looked down for a while, the pure black long skirt, plain face and no make-up, with a straight expression, without any bells and whistles, and only then did he have an elegant and noble temperament, and his gait was very aristocratic Walked up breathlessly.

"Who's here?!" There was a bang, and two sharp bayonets with silver light were placed in front of Zhu Qing's eyes.

The human demon quietly erected layers of spiritual barriers in her mind, and her smile bloomed like a flower: "Hello, two soldiers, and I—" She took out the dark pattern flower bag in her hand. Zhang's amnesty decree, with the style of rolling and gilding, really resembles the increasingly extravagant and borderless ruling class. "—I have an amnesty letter in my hand, and the person who came to mention the prisoner who was just thrown into prison this morning is a one-star sentinel."

The faces of the two leaders were cold, and the crossed bayonets did not move at all.

"Check, charge, name."

Zhu Qing took a deep breath, straightened his expression, clasped his palms tightly together, and adjusted his facial features slightly, appearing to be very distressed—"Crime, disturbing the sanctuary, disturbing the foundation."

"Name, Su Miao."

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This is a long and dark straight road, and the dim light seems to be unable to penetrate the air, which is more desperate than death. Taking a breath, I even feel that my entire lungs will be poisoned to death.Among the countless iron bars, there were no pairs of desperately begging hands as people imagined. Zhu Qing walked over with a blank face—meeting pairs of calm eyes.

The owners of those eyes all had quiet faces, some of them were smiling slightly, and one even flicked his prison uniform and took off his hat in a very gentlemanly manner when Zhu Qing walked over with his skirt lifted.

The sign of etiquette, Zhu Qing felt that he had met so many people, and only Sith could do it.

The vague coquettishness and indifference between his eyebrows and eyes is really shocking.

It was rare for a human demon to feel a coldness on his back, and at the same time a strange flame burned from his chest to his cold back.

This feeling is called same-sex repulsion.

This feeling is called meeting the same kind.

The human demon took a slight breath, calmed down the bloody riot in his heart that he almost couldn't help tearing open the iron bars to have a fight, and grasped the hem of the silk black skirt with his palm.

The voice inside the iron fence began to be insistent:

"Hey, everyone, look, which new lady is this, she looks so handsome!"

"Hee hee hee, little girl, you're pretending to be a monster, those little eyes are really not vicious at all!"

"The plate is bright and the strips are smooth!"

Zhu Qing stopped, her slender eyelashes remained motionless, like a dead thing, she gave a low laugh, her pale jaw muscles moved, and she curtseyed, she was as beautiful as a flowery girl just out of society— —

"Thank you so much for your compliments."

After finishing speaking, the woman straightened her hat and walked into the depths without looking back.

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Su Miao curled up in the corner blankly, hugging her knees, the mouse was biting her clothes, leaving dirty black tooth marks, her face was swollen, and there were traces of torture left on her, blood stains There are bloodstains on the prison uniform, and her wrist has been twisted and dislocated—but the woman doesn't seem to feel any pain, she just stares blankly at the roof, where there is a dead spider .

This is what Zhu Qing saw when she opened the door. She sneered, and without saying a word, she was slapped in the face!

Su Miao, who was half dead at the time, had nosebleeds all over her face.

Zhu Qing's cheek twitched, put his hands behind his back, and stretched a few times.

——Day, the woman cursed secretly, the original owner is in poor health, he can hurt himself for a long time with a slap.

Su Miao's sluggish eyeballs twitched. Looking at the dim light, she seemed to have seen Zhu Qing but didn't seem to see it. Zhu Qing snorted and kicked her, which just opened her bloody body. dripping wound:

"Are you dead?" the demon asked in a cold voice.

"... He died a long time ago." Su Miao replied hoarsely.

"Tch," Zhu Qing disdainfully took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains on his palms. She wore a long dress with dark light flowing like a queen who was about to be invited to dance, which was so incompatible with the surrounding prison environment.

"—Isn't it just the death of a sick sentry? My female knight, is it worth your rioting to almost level a sanctuary?" When Zhu Qing said this, the sarcasm in his eyebrows and eyes was as mean as it could be.

Su Miao raised her head abruptly, her eyes were red as if someone had poured pig's blood on them - in the next second, her figure disappeared in place, her palms tightly strangled her. Missy's thin white neck.

Zhu Qing couldn't help coughing, his face turned red and then white, and he cursed the original owner's weak body again in his heart.

"Why," she forced a smile, and even stretched out her fingers to outline Su Miao's tense face. "Honey, are you angry?"

"Apologize." Su Miao stared at her firmly, and said every word, as if she was about to lose her mind.

——It is said that at this moment, you should touch the hair, but if you can touch the hair, Zhu Qing will not be a demon in South China.

【I don't. 】She smiled softly, with a pale face and gorgeous and seductive facial features, she really had an outstanding temperament—she forced her precise mental power to speak clearly in Su Miao's mind.

"Then don't blame me—" Su Miao grinned, like laughing and crying, her eyes were full of uncontrollable madness, she seemed to be enjoying the fragile flesh and blood in her hands that opened up and turned into limp dead flesh moment——

In the next second, a beam of mental power like steel thorns quickly pierced into the depths of her mental image!

The woman let out a scream, rolled over with her head in pain holding her head, her face was in pain, and soon sweat dripped from her body.

Zhu Qing coughed a few times, straightened his collar to cover the strangle marks on his neck, rubbed his fingers lightly, wondering if there would be any marks left——Su Miao's sobbing voice was accurately transmitted to the demon In the shrewd ear--

"Why...why..." The girl was crying out of breath, hugging herself and curled up into a ball, like a young quail that has not successfully broken its shell, its whole body is covered with egg liquid and sticky feathers——

"Why... Raven will die..." This appearance is so fragile that I want someone to hug her.

It's a pity that Zhu Qing is not an ordinary person.

"Because he is weak and incompetent, because you have made a grudge against Tony, and because he doesn't fight himself." The demon calmly straightened the stacked bow ties on his collar, and the deep purple ribbon was wrapped around his fingers smoothly. Regardless of the location, he thought She was going to dress up for a grand concert.

"Yeah... because of me..." Su Miao looked at Zhu Qing with tears in her eyes, looked at the woman's condescending cold gaze, and muttered to herself, as if she was venting her regret and anger:

"If only I hadn't messed with Tony."

"It would have been nice if I hadn't taken refuge in a noble family."

"If...I..." Su Miao choked up, tears gushing out so that he could hardly see Zhu Qing's expressionless face—"...just protect him..."

Zhu Qing rolled his eyes in disgust, turned around and kicked Su Miao's limp body fiercely.

Su Miao screamed and spat out blood.

"Things that I don't know—" The human demon's expression is really accurate, perfectly showing the vividness of the eyes that hate iron and steel, the sharp and cold eyes seem to be looking at a piece of garbage on the ground"— — misses the point at all."

Su Miao stared at her walking step by step in a daze, condescending and unable to see her face clearly, the dark shadows covered the demon's face, it looked like a black bat lurking and hanging on the beam——

[Then what is the point? ] Like a pilgrim praying for the Holy Light, she humblely grabbed the demon's black skirt and begged for her mercy.

[Since you know that Tony misses you and that kid, why didn't you remember to beg me to take him away together? 】Zhu Qing's lips were drawn into a cold line, looking stern and heartless.

[Since you know that Tony is on the thigh, why didn't you remind that weak chicken named Raven? 】

[Since we know that Tony may deliberately retaliate, why don't we preemptively strike? ! 】

The woman's deep and steady voice exploded in Su Miao's mind like thunder from the sky——

[Yes, yes, that's against the law. 】Su Miao struggled with pitiful eyes.

Zhu Qing seemed to have heard something ridiculous in the world, he laughed loudly, his voice was cold: "Then tell me! Su Miao, why were you thrown into this big prison?!" .

Su Miao's face turned pale suddenly, and her palms trembled uncontrollably.

Zhu Qing stared at her face as if she had been drained of blood, and sneered: "Do you know if I were you, I would be like that?"

Su Miao shook her head blankly, the blood scab crawling on her face looked extremely ugly.

"If I were you, I would ask my master to kill Tony on the first day I got on my thigh, and chop him into a pulp—"

"If he raped the old fat woman and couldn't do it, I'll use black ones to spread rumors or something, for example, let Tony hook up with the old woman at the gate in the sanctuary, and let that buy him The old fat woman in the house made him with her own hands—then, "Zhu Qing paused slightly," I will deal with him easily when he is at his worst."

"Eliminate evil and do everything." The demon chuckled, "You can't even do this."

"It's too weak."

Su Miao looked at Changqing in disbelief, watching this girl as beautiful as a white swan saying such horrible screams.

Her eyes are so cold and clear, like gray crystals, the bridge of her tall nose is semi-dark, her thin lips are like blades, and the corners of her pale cheeks can almost cut anyone who tries to kiss her.

Su Miao stared at her blankly, and suddenly realized that the volcanic sadness and anger in her heart were filled by this woman's mean and vigorous appearance.

She, she was just horrible.Su Miao thought vaguely.

What a bad awesome person.

Zhu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and took out another letter from his handbag. The black cover looked very quiet and solemn—"I have already exonerated you with the excuse of [sensory fugue], this is an order from the military department ——Congratulations," she stingyly curled the corners of her mouth, like a passionate narcissus.

"Elected to the military department."

"Have a good experience."