Pluto's Favorite: The Gold Killer Concubine

One hand clenched a fist tightly, a blood vessel burst out, and one hand held a dagger tightly. In the dark night, under the care of the flashing light and dark, it looked very strange and terrifying.

Then there are a pair of eyes full of bloodthirsty and hatred, as if he has encountered an enemy who has a bloody feud with himself, and wants to smash the other party into tens of thousands of pieces.

The footsteps stopped outside the door of a guest room whose lights had been turned off. It was exactly the room where Feng Yaorao was staying.I saw the black clothes facing the door, one hand holding the dagger gradually raised, the other hand holding a small bamboo tube, pierced through the window, and put it in.

In the room, Feng Yaorao was leaning on the chair lazily, sipping tea gracefully in the dark, looking relaxed and comfortable, but her eyes were full of breath, and she looked at the door coldly, as if waiting for something to come.

Xiaobai was lying at Feng Yaorao's feet, seemingly quiet, but faintly vigilant.

Seeing a wisp of blue smoke drifting in, Feng Yaorao hurriedly covered her nose, and also covered Xiao Bai's nose with a cloth, but she was not angry, but raised a cruel smile.

A dodge, hide behind the cloak.

After a while, after all the smoke had spread, the people outside used a dagger to pry open the lock inside the door, stepped in, and walked directly to Chuanbian.

With the flickering light of the lightning, the visitor saw red clothes coming out from the raised quilt on the bed, and his mood suddenly became agitated, as if he was no longer under his control. Without looking at the person on the bed, he stabbed the dagger in his hand and muttered, "Bitch, you bastard, why haven't you died yet? Why haven't you died yet?"

The person who came lost his mind, stabbed him again and again, and was not reconciled if he didn't stab the other side with many holes.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yaorao lowered her eyes. Now, there is no need to investigate why this man in red in Pinghe Town died.

Suddenly, the room lit up, and the man who was stabbing the "person" on the bed froze in vain and turned around abruptly.

When he saw Feng Yaorao in red clothes, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot, he picked up a dagger and stabbed at Feng Yaorao first, scolding, "Bitch, you bastard, I want to kill you, kill you. ,killed······"

This is a man in his mid-24s, all of his black clothes are wet, his appearance is ordinary, his face is distorted by pain and hatred.

In the dead of night, although there were thunder and lightning, the sound was enough to alarm the people in the inn.

"It's okay!" Xia Wushang came in first. He knew Feng Yaorao's plan and originally planned to wait with her, but she refused.

Even though she knew how powerful Feng Yaorao was, she couldn't help but worry.

"Do you think there is something wrong with me?" Feng Yaorao cast an idiotic look at Xia Wushang and said impatiently.

As soon as the man approached Feng Yaorao, he was kicked away by Feng Yaorao, and just landed on the wooden table in the center. As it broke, a loud "bang" sounded, and the man fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain. howling.

"..."

Xia Wushang was deflated and did not say anything, nor did he feel displeased because of Feng Yaorao's attitude.

"What happened?" At this time, the shopkeeper's eager voice was heard first without seeing anyone coming.

The shopkeeper couldn't sleep because a man wearing red clothes lived in the store, for fear that something would happen.One hand clenched a fist tightly, a blood vessel burst out, and one hand held a dagger tightly. In the dark night, under the care of the flashing light and dark, it looked very strange and terrifying.

Then there are a pair of eyes full of bloodthirsty and hatred, as if he has encountered an enemy who has a bloody feud with himself, and wants to smash the other party into tens of thousands of pieces.

The footsteps stopped outside the door of a guest room whose lights had been turned off. It was exactly the room where Feng Yaorao was staying.I saw the black clothes facing the door, one hand holding the dagger gradually raised, the other hand holding a small bamboo tube, pierced through the window, and put it in.

In the room, Feng Yaorao was leaning on the chair lazily, sipping tea gracefully in the dark, looking relaxed and comfortable, but her eyes were full of breath, and she looked at the door coldly, as if waiting for something to come.

Xiaobai was lying at Feng Yaorao's feet, seemingly quiet, but faintly vigilant.

Seeing a wisp of blue smoke drifting in, Feng Yaorao hurriedly covered her nose, and also covered Xiao Bai's nose with a cloth, but she was not angry, but raised a cruel smile.

A dodge, hide behind the cloak.

After a while, after all the smoke had spread, the people outside used a dagger to pry open the lock inside the door, stepped in, and walked directly to Chuanbian.

With the flickering light of the lightning, the visitor saw red clothes coming out from the raised quilt on the bed, and his mood suddenly became agitated, as if he was no longer under his control. Without looking at the person on the bed, he stabbed the dagger in his hand and muttered, "Bitch, you bastard, why haven't you died yet? Why haven't you died yet?"

The person who came lost his mind, stabbed him again and again, and was not reconciled if he didn't stab the other side with many holes.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yaorao lowered her eyes. Now, there is no need to investigate why this man in red in Pinghe Town died.

Suddenly, the room lit up, and the man who was stabbing the "person" on the bed froze in vain and turned around abruptly.

When he saw Feng Yaorao in red clothes, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot, he picked up a dagger and stabbed at Feng Yaorao first, scolding, "Bitch, you bastard, I want to kill you, kill you. ,killed······"

This is a man in his mid-24s, all of his black clothes are wet, his appearance is ordinary, his face is distorted by pain and hatred.

In the dead of night, although there were thunder and lightning, the sound was enough to alarm the people in the inn.

"It's okay!" Xia Wushang came in first. He knew Feng Yaorao's plan and originally planned to wait with her, but she refused.

Even though she knew how powerful Feng Yaorao was, she couldn't help but worry.

"Do you think there is something wrong with me?" Feng Yaorao cast an idiotic look at Xia Wushang and said impatiently.

As soon as the man approached Feng Yaorao, he was kicked away by Feng Yaorao, and just landed on the wooden table in the center. As it broke, a loud "bang" sounded, and the man fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain. howling.

"..."

Xia Wushang was deflated and did not say anything, nor did he feel displeased because of Feng Yaorao's attitude.

"What happened?" At this time, the shopkeeper's eager voice was heard first without seeing anyone coming.

The shopkeeper couldn't sleep because a man wearing red clothes lived in the store, for fear that something would happen.