The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Can do this step unexpectedly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Bai Qingyun, who was coughing this time, could barely speak, and was so weak that she had no strength in her body.

It's cold all over.

Only the place where the fingers are pulling is warm.

"Baitang... I don't want you to kill people... It was just an excuse to lie to myself..."

He lied to himself because she could take advantage of it, so he was so excited, and he took the life-extending Shengji Pill to save her life.

"When have you been so honest..."

Bai Qingyun finally withdrew his hand and pushed the wheelchair feebly.

"We'll talk about this when you recover from your injury."

Trying to force her to stay by any means.

What's more, this woman is seriously injured, where can I find a weapon.

Mu Si's sword pressed against Bai Tang's neck: "Do you think I dare not? Rather than waiting for you to hurt the young master, it is better to strangle him in the cradle."

"This matter has nothing to do with Miss Bai, I did it myself. None of you can do anything to Miss Bai." Bai Qingyun rubbed her cold fingers, "Wipe my short blade clean, and bring it here."

Baitang didn't care either: "You like Bai Qingyun."

The ice-cold sword lay across Baitang's neck, and the water in his eyes was still a little obvious: "My lord defends you like this? What kind of magic did you cast on your lord?"

"Musan, push me away."

Baitang looked at the corner of the clothes that flashed by outside the door, and said: "Am I talking nonsense, you know it in your heart, don't you? You don't like Bai Qingyun, why are you so hostile to me, Miss Mu Si, don't forget Now, you are a killer. Seeing him injured, you almost cried, what kind of emotion can be like this?"

After thinking about it, the young master just looked sick and weak, but in fact, it was very difficult to hurt him.

After Bai Qingyun left, Mu Si entered the house.

Mu Si saw that Baitang was very upset, and his tone was very fierce, threatening Baitang: "Young master is very bitter, you must treat young master well, or I will kill you."

Baitang opened his eyes, and flicked the sword with his fingers: "Ask your son. What he said is the truth, but in your eyes, it turned out to be a defense, heh... think I am a fairy, and cast a fairy spell on him. Then go Find a Taoist priest to collect the demons."

I didn't intend to retaliate, it's all because of this different feeling.

To get along well, not yet.

Mu San, who was guarding outside, came in now. Seeing Bai Qingyun like this, when he looked at Baitang, his eyes were stained with anger.

Baitang didn't care either: "You can kill me right now. How you treat him is my business."

"Young master, this subordinate..."

Mu Si's mind was pierced, and he couldn't hold back a little: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Baitang slightly raised his eyebrows, provocatively: "Then you kill it! Could it be that you dare not?"

Mu Si watched from outside the door, feeling very distressed.

Where is it clear that it can be resolved with a single stabbing.

Anyway, he is a killer, and a killer doesn't pay attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality.

"I would like to advise Miss Mu Si, you'd better put down your sword."

Mu San went to pick up the short blade and confirmed that it was indeed Bai Qingyun's.

My heart responds, I have a grudge.

Mu Sijian came up again: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now?"

After hearing this, Mu Si confronted Bai Tang, "You're scared to death."

Baitang snorted softly: "Miss Mu Si, of course you can think so, but I don't know how the person outside the door will deal with it."

Mu Si panicked when he heard the words, and hurriedly withdrew his sword.

"Sir, you..."

Bai Qingyun put his hands on his abdomen and ordered coldly: "Who allowed you to threaten her with a sword?"