Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Kneeling decadently on the bank of the desolate Wangchuan River, Bai Wuchang looked at the direction where the egret disappeared with complicated eyes.

"Liuyun, what should I do, I caused the person you love to get lost, I didn't do what you told me..." Bai Wuchang stood up, his eyes were empty, and he staggered towards the underworld like a walking dead.

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"Are you sure you want to do it? Aren't you afraid of hurting Qingsha Egret?"

Zicheng looked coldly at Qu Dingtian and Jianjian who were attacking him, smiled evilly and said.

Hearing this, the sword of the king and the sharp bamboo leaves stabbing towards him stopped abruptly.

Qu Dingtian's tightly clenched fists also slowly stretched out.

Indeed, if they rushed forward so impulsively, what if they attacked Zicheng?It's not going to hurt egrets.

The last thing they want to see is for the egret to be injured.

"Until now, your egret is still saved. It's very simple if you want me to let your egret go..." Zicheng smiled, but his smooth teeth were shining with a chilling light.

The hearts of Qu Dingtian and the others tightened. They knew that what Zicheng said was simple is definitely not simple...

"What do you want us to do?" Green Bamboo Feather's ten slender fingers rested on the five strings respectively.

He looked at Zicheng vigilantly with his eyes like a wolf and a tiger, as if as long as Zicheng dared to do anything else, he would immediately launch a strong attack.

"Your Majesty!"

Zicheng squirmed his thin lips, and spit out two words that made Qu Dingtian and the others burn with anger.

The King's Sword, frozen in front of Zicheng's face, trembled angrily a few times before turning into a wisp of black smoke.

Black smoke rose slowly, and Jianjian came from it.

Standing in front of Zicheng, Jian Jian stretched out his hand fiercely to grab Zicheng's neck, raised his chin slightly, moved the corner of his mouth slightly, and glared at Zicheng, "Say it again."

"Kneel down."

Zicheng is elegant and unchanging, calm as ever.

At the moment when Jianjian grabbed his neck, he didn't dodge or fight back, but deepened his grip on the egret's neck.

"If you don't let go, I won't guarantee that Qingsha Egret will be as good as before."

At this time, the egret's neck was already bruised.

Not only that, but the evil spirit pearl has been devouring Bailu's body and soul, just like a poisoned person taking drugs.

"Jianjian!" Qu Dingtian scolded after looking at Bailu calmly.

Jian Jian gritted his teeth, he took a deep breath, and after restraining the anger in his heart, he let go of Zicheng's neck.

"As long as we kneel down, will you let the egret go?" Jian Jian glanced at the egret, then raised his head and closed his eyes, and said.

"That's..." Zicheng laughed.

Jian Jian sneered, his hands under the black sleeves had turned pale and gradually turned cold.His body trembled slightly due to anger, and the hairs all over his body almost stood on end.

Full of anger, nowhere to vent!

Think of him as the majestic sword of the king, standing in this world for thousands of years.

A sword won in a hundred years, famous in the ancient battlefield for a thousand years, transformed into a human form in ten thousand years.

He was born a king, and he has always been knelt down to him by others, but has anyone seen him kneel down to others?

Can……

Jian Jian pursed his lips and slowly opened his eyes.

When the gaze moved to the egret, it had become extremely gentle.

Jian Jian's eyes are full of gentleness... If it's for her, let alone kneel down, even if he is hacked into pieces, it doesn't matter.

"So what about the king, if you can keep Bailu, let alone the king, I am willing to be a slave."

Smiling wildly, Jian Jian looked at Zicheng coldly, and gradually bent his legs towards Zicheng...