Be a heartthrob in Lao Gong's love letter [Wear the book]

A Hao raised her eyes, Yu Ziqi had already walked in front of her, and the sword pointed directly at her eyes.

She wanted to ask him if he could let her have another sip of wine, just a sip.But now she was shaking like a sieve, and what she said might be shaken to pieces.

How can you not be afraid?

She used to act chivalrously in the face of injustice, and when she saw a slightly prettier girl, her legs softened.The most dangerous thing she ever encountered was being punched and kicked by others, but she could easily escape with brute force.

How could he have imagined that the beautiful lady rescued from the bully this time would be a monster.

Mr. Storyteller is really right... All monsters are evil.As soon as they come up, they suck/eat blood, smash and bind, seduce people's hearts, and point their swords at their faces. They are really much more powerful than ordinary people.

Even the immortals of the Lingzong couldn't do anything about it...

Ah Hao smiled at Yu Ziqi.God knows why she had to smile.Probably just trying to make the head he was about to drop look less scary.

I really hope you can cut me with a knife, so that I have no pain.she thought to herself.

Yu Ziqi had no expression on his face, his eyes were terribly dark.He moved in a direction, and the blade gradually moved up, aiming at the back of Ah Hao's neck.

It's only one hand away from the "knife".

Ah Hao's face turned blue, her mind went blank, she was thinking about her last speech.

At this time, Yu Ziqi had already raised his arm, and the sword body reflected the red light of the candles in the hall.

"What about him..." Ah Hao asked, "The kid next to you."

Yu Ziqi didn't answer, but the distorted expression on his face gave Ah Hao a glimmer of hope.

"—" Yu Ziqi opened his mouth and made two unclear sounds.

"One sleep." With an amazing desire to survive, Ah Hao murmured the same syllable.

Zuishui, who was watching from the sidelines, had a trace of unknown emotion in his eyes.

The sword that Yu Ziqi raised didn't fall for a long time, so Ah Hao kept talking:

"You remember him, don't you—"

"What's his name?"

"Where is he—" now?

Before she could finish her words, Yu Ziqi cut them off!

"puff--!"

The green juice splashed all over her face, and the bitter taste spread in her mouth.

The green vine in front of her was cut into two by Yu Ziqi, and the green juice sprayed out like a... person who had been cut in half.

The corners of Yu Ziqi's eyes were red, he turned to look at Zui Shui with a stern expression, "You lied to me."

Zuishui's smile froze on his face, as if he was quite surprised by Yu Ziqi's uncontrollable behavior.

Yu Ziqi's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his thin body exuded an aura no less than that of a Jindanqi cultivator.And the sword in his hand seemed to be filled with strength, the blade was red and clanked.

Needless to say, Yu Ziqi rose from the ground, pointing his sword at the drunk water with killing intent all over his body.

Yan Yunxian also seemed to be frightened by the killing intent, woke up from Fu Rong's control, and turned his sword to Fu Rong.

In an instant, the situation in the hall changed suddenly.

"My lord!!" Fu Rong's eyes were about to burst, and her aura rose violently. She dodged the sword's palm and slapped Yan Yunxian away, and went straight to Yu Ziqi, trying to kill him.

Zui Shui faced Yu Zi's sword with killing intent, without any panic on his face.

"Kill me? You're not qualified yet."

He raised his hand and placed a jade pendant in front of him.

Yu Ziqi's sword energy collided fiercely with the barrier formed by the jade pendant, and the hot wind that rolled up isolated Fu Rong from the outside.

"Heh—" Zui Shui sneered, "Here we come."

Yu Pei's aura suddenly soared in an instant!The raging sword energy turned back, hitting Yu Ziqi with a muffled groan, and threw the sword away.

The internal organs seemed to be violently hit, and he was bounced into the air by the enchantment formed by the jade pendant.The surrounding vines flew towards him.

Fall to death, or be stabbed into a hornet's nest.

He closed his eyes.

In his mind, Nie Yimian's appearance emerged.

The well-behaved boy grabbed the hem of his clothes and asked, "Brother, when are you coming back?"

He said firmly, "Three days."

Now it seems that his answer is really ridiculous.

The author has something to say:

I really want to write Drunken Water X Nie Yimian

Why hasn't the plot arrived yet! ! ! T_T