The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1517 The Princess' Little Guard (98)

It was already late at night, and the guards were already drowsy and drowsy.

They sat there, holding the scabbard in their arms, their heads shaking, dozed off a few times and then woke up suddenly.

When I looked up, I found that the girl in the cage was sleeping soundly, and she didn't even change her posture.

A guard who was so sleepy saw the girl sleeping so soundly, and they were so sleepy because they were guarding her here, they were very unhappy.

He was dissatisfied in his heart, and he didn't know what the regent was thinking. Since they were forced into the palace, why did they keep the eldest princess? Just kill her, and let so many of them guard her alone .

I thought so, but he still didn't dare to let him do anything to the girl in prison at this moment.

So he could only continue to hold the sword in his hand, continue to lower his head and doze sleepily.

He fell asleep in a half-dream and half-awake, and suddenly smelled a very strong smell of blood.

Immediately, the guard opened his eyes, but saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, and the next second, the long sword slashed across his neck, and he was killed by one blow, and fell to the ground with a thud.

When the guard fell to the ground, his eyes were still wide open, as if he was dying.

There were also several corpses lying down in front of him, all of them were staring at each other, staring at each other.

The gate of the prison in Dali Temple was open, and the wind was strong and cool tonight, and the wind blew in, blowing the strong bloody smell inside everywhere.

In the prison, the girl lazily opened her eyes. When she saw the last guard fell silently in front of the boy, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

She didn't move, she kept her current position, resting her cheeks on her palms, lying on a recline, looking with interest at the young man who was walking towards her step by step outside the prison.

There was a strong smell of blood on the boy's body, but because he was wearing black clothes, it was impossible to tell whether he was injured or not, but Aunt Jiang dared to conclude that there must be a lot of people's blood on his body.

He held a long sword in his hand, and the long sword was still dripping with hot fresh blood, falling drop by drop to the ground.

The cold boy in black suddenly turned around, his sharp and indifferent eyebrows disappeared instantly when he turned around and collided with the girl's half-smile gaze.

The young man's eyelashes trembled suddenly, his ears were slightly red, and his bright red lips were unconsciously pursed. The young man walked over with his sword in hand. He stood outside the prison, and his beautiful eyes were full of spring and softness.

That way, there is no half of the indifference and ruthlessness when he just killed someone, and he is clearly soft like a well-behaved little milk dog.

He looked at her and said in a low voice, "Your Highness..."

Your Highness locked in a prison is so beautiful.

Really like.

want to possess.

His fingertips unconsciously caressed the cold black iron cage, but His Highness's cage nest can only be built by himself, and no one else can.

Theirs is dirty.

Although trapped in the prison, the eldest princess, who was not in the slightest embarrassment, got up lazily. She was wearing luxurious and gorgeous clothes, beautiful and expensive, and walked slowly in front of the boy with swaying steps.

There was a cold fence between them, and Aunt Jiang's expression didn't change at all. Instead, she still smiled lazily, and stretched out her fingertips to come out of the cage.

The girl's delicate fingertips touched the boy's icy back of the hand.

The boy seemed to get an electric shock, trembling his eyelashes, and quickly retracted the fingertips that were touched by the girl just now.

(End of this chapter)