The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

She was holding a sword in her hand, and the sword was also stained red with blood. Drops of warm blood slid down the sharp edge of the sword and fell to the ground.

People who can't be killed.

Kill one, and soon a second will appear.

She was red-eyed, and couldn't remember how many people she had killed. She only knew that if she didn't kill the other party, it would be her death.

In the distance, someone was watching and laughing.

That man has a face that can overwhelm the country and the city, and his face is unparalleled.

There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips, and the large plum blossoms behind him were all overshadowed by his smile.

He stood on the sidelines and looked at her, with a smile on his face that was light and gentle, as warm as a spring breeze.

She turned her head and shouted in a broken voice, "Let me out, Rong Chu, let me out."

She doesn't want to kill people.

But. . .But. .She killed many, many people.

Those piled up corpses are the best evidence.

Rong Chu still smiled like that, with gentle eyes like water, and said softly to her, "Mu Yanxi, you can only come out if you kill all the people inside."

"But...but I can't kill them all." She raised the sword and pierced a person's heart, and she watched him fall down in front of her with wide-eyed eyes.

"boom"

The body fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Rong Chu's voice was still so gentle, and he said to her with a smile, "Then you will never think about it."

She is in a hurry. . .

"Let me out, let me out."

Big drops of sweat slid from her forehead, and even the next layer of underwear was wet.

She opened her eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, panting heavily.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

But such a dream made her feel terrible when she thought about it.

She knew she was under too much pressure.

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night, she was thinking about tomorrow's competition all day long, even dreaming that she was killing people.

After her mood gradually calmed down, she became extremely sober, without any sleepiness at all.

Thinking that he would not be able to sleep anyway, he put on a piece of clothing and walked to the bed to get some air.

When the window was opened, a gust of cold wind rushed in and hit her face head-on. It was so cold that even the last bit of drowsiness she had left completely disappeared.

Looking down from where she was standing, she could see a large area of ​​red lanterns swaying in the wind.

In the long corridor, the dark red light looked very strange in the night.

Suddenly, a red shadow passed by her window, leaving behind a series of creepy laughter, "Hahahaha."

is a woman's voice.

this voice. . .

Mu Yanxi was taken aback, with a surprised expression on his face.

She remembered this voice, wasn't it the voice of the mysterious woman in the dark room?

Because the impression was very deep, she would never remember it wrong.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Suddenly, the red shadow quickly passed her eyes again, and the soft corner of the skirt swept across her cheeks, leaving behind a faint fragrance.

Mu Yanxi looked again, and the red figure landed on the ground of Baimeilou.

In the moonlight, the woman in red slowly raised her head.

Most of his face was hidden by a golden mask.

Only a pair of violet eyes can be seen.

The color of the eyes is very beautiful, like a dream.

For a moment, she seemed to be sucked away by those eyes.

The woman slightly hooked her lips, let out another weird laugh, then turned around and ran into the long corridor.