Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

Mr. Xu spoke loudly, and every word and every word fell clearly into the ears of everyone present.

This time, not only Feng Xiaojiu could hear clearly, but everyone around could also hear clearly.

It means that Feng Xiaojiu will work for that tyrant tomorrow!

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu felt that her mind went blank, and her heart-shaped face turned completely pale.

His body wobbled, like a drunken man, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Xiao Baozi was standing behind Feng Xiaojiu, seeing Feng Xiaojiu's wobbly body, he immediately stepped forward to support her.

"Xiao Jiuer, are you okay!?"

Xiao Baozi looked at Feng Xiaojiu worriedly.

I saw Feng Xiaojiu's cheeks were as pale as paper, her eyes were wide open, and her jaw-dropping appearance was really worrying.

Compared with Little Baozi's worried face, Eunuch Xu's face is full of joy.

It seemed that she enjoyed Feng Xiaojiu's flustered and frightened appearance very much.

snort!

Who told him that he hated eunuchs who looked better than himself the most!

Eunuch Xu was disdainful in his heart, and after a cold snort, he stopped caring about Feng Xiaojiu, turned around, and left with his men.

Only Feng Xiaojiu and Xiao Baozi who hadn't recovered from the bad news were left standing in place.

"Whoa, little bun, I don't want to serve that tyrant, whoa, that tyrant is so scary, whoa, I don't want to..."

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Tonight, the clouds are densely covered, and the thick dark clouds cover the entire sky, completely shaking the bright moon and stars in the sky.

Gusts of wind whizzed past continuously, causing the treetops to sway wildly.

The palace lantern hanging under the eaves swayed in the dark night, struggling to emit a dark yellow light.

Shining on the swaying tree, the colorful shadows cast on the palace wall, at first glance, they looked like ghosts waving their ghost claws, it was truly frightening!

Feng Xiaojiu walked aimlessly in this dark and terrifying palace, only feeling that the surroundings were completely quiet, except for the sound of the wind, there was no other sound.

Moreover, the surrounding scenery is so familiar, as if...

Where she was last night!

Just thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu's heart tightened, and immediately, she planned to turn her head and walk back.

However, at this moment, there was a sound of cold weapons handing over, approaching from far away.

Hearing this familiar voice, Feng Xiaojiu's scalp went numb.

It's fighting again! ?

God!Forgive her!

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu planned to use all her strength to run back.

However, her feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and she couldn't move a bit.

In the end, Feng Xiaojiu could only watch a few black figures, like ghosts, rushing to her side like lightning.

And the handsome and unruly Dugu Ming also rushed over with a long sword in his hand.

The scene seen last night happened again.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

There was also the handsome man holding the bloody long sword, his movements were as fast as lightning, no one saw how he made the move, and they all died under his sword.

Seeing all the familiar things, Feng Xiaojiu knew that she was dreaming!

Correct!

She is dreaming!

God!She wakes up quickly!

Wake up quickly!

Feng Xiaojiu kept shouting in her heart.

However, the panicked and fearful eyes fell on the man holding the bloody long sword in front of him.