Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

As long as the third lady is unhappy, she will take out her anger on the girl. If she yells out in pain, she will only be treated worse by nue~.

Zhuge Liuxiang seemed to be mad with anger, and stabbed Chunlan's arm a dozen times. Seeing that Chunlan's sleeve was stained red with blood, she felt that the breath in her chest was smoother.

Looking contemptuously at Chunlan, whose face was pale in pain, trembling all over, but clenched her teeth and dared not move, she cursed, "Get out..."

Chunlan immediately felt pardoned, knelt down and thumped her head three times, tremblingly said: "Thank you, Miss San, for punishing..."

Then he ran back to his room quickly, clutching his bloody arm.

Chunlan's actions finally brought a smug smile to Zhuge Liuxiang's face, and scolded: "Zhuge Canglan, you are not even as good as this lowly servant, and you still want to fight with me, hum, fight you to death..."

After finishing speaking, she kicked open the door of her own room and walked in. The candles in her room had not been lit yet, it was pitch black, and the light was extremely dim.

She was extremely familiar with the furnishings in the room, so even if she couldn't see her, she could easily walk to her bed and sit down.

Thinking of tomorrow, when Aunt Mei asked Zhuge Jingbei to find Zhuge Canglan, Zhuge Liuxiang became furious and cursed: "Zhuge Canglan, you little bitch, you don't stop after you die, you're going to hurt me!" ~My sister is going to live in a nunnery..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold and gloomy voice next to his ear.

"Of course it can't stop. If it stops, how can you come to see my good third sister?"

Zhuge Liuxiang's heart skipped a beat, and she fell off the bed in fright. The sound seemed to be right next to her ears, and she could even feel it when she breathed. It was extremely weird in the dark room.

She was trembling, and asked, "Who? Get out, my little sister, don't play tricks."

The cold and gloomy voice sounded with a smile: "Hehe, third sister... why can't you even hear my voice, I am your sister, Zhuge Canglan!"

Zhuge Liuxiang was so frightened that her eyes were about to burst, her whole body fell into the ice cellar, her limbs were cold, her whole body twitched, and her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.

But her hatred for Zhuge Canglan made him curse almost reflexively: "Bitch~ man... you, aren't you dead..."

As soon as I finished cursing, there was a pop-pop--

Two loud slaps, very harsh.

This was much more painful than being beaten by Zhuge Jingbei. Zhuge Liuxiang finally recovered from the beating, rolled her eyes, and immediately got up and rushed to the door.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the table automatically shifted in an instant, lying in front of Zhuge Liuxiang. She didn't stop for a moment, her abdomen hit the corner of the table hard, and she gasped in pain.

With a bang, the door that was originally opened was instantly shut.

Zhuge Liuxiang clutched her stomach, and shouted tremblingly, "You... bastard, what are you going to do... come here, come here... come here!"

Her mind was blank at the moment, and she no longer knew what to think.

bass--

The room lights up instantly.

Zhuge Liuxiang clearly saw that there was a person leaning against him, and that person was none other than Zhuge Canglan.

On the five fingers of her left hand, there were dazzling red flames.

The red flames set off her strange yin and yang face, which looked surprisingly terrifying, like a ghost crawling out of hell, full of murderous aura.

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