Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 795
After the words fell, Ji Moxiu's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the spacious and luxuriously decorated hall fell into dead silence for an instant.

As if the air had condensed, Ji Moxiu's eyes were instantly covered with a thick layer of frost.

Staring at the man opposite for a moment, he pulled his lips coldly, "What did you say?"

The voice is deep and cold, like the snow that never melts in the Tianshan Mountains, it is bitingly cold.

"I heard from my servant that the young man who accompanied you last night should be someone close to you." Chen Ruoshui raised his glass and drank lightly, his eyes drooping, subconsciously avoiding the ice-cold pressure of those thousand-year-old black ice. The eyes of people touched, "Meeting with me tonight, you deliberately left him at home - is it because this young man does not know martial arts, are you worried that he will be in danger, or is it because...he is someone I know?" ?”

Ji Moxiu's eyes were fine-hearted, and the cold air surged at the bottom of his eyes.

"So I feel that no matter who this person is to you, it's better to bring this person here to meet me." Chen Ruoshui drank the wine in the glass, raised his eyes, and was about to say something, but suddenly felt The cold air hits the face, like the biting north wind in the cold winter, and it hurts the cheeks.

Startled in his heart, he was about to get up to resist, but found that he was unable to move, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a barrier formed by a strong air current, and he could not display his internal force at all, his eyes widened in horror , a clearly visible panic appeared on his face.

Suddenly a heart-biting pain came from the heart veins, Chen Ruoshui limp on the mat with a pale face, raised his eyes in disbelief.

The black-robed man in front of him seemed to be a cruel Shura from hell, with a cold and ruthless gloomy air all over his body. When the sleeves of the robe were waved, the entire painting boat was shrouded in a layer of ice and fire that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Cold, so cold that every meridian in my body felt the biting cold, as if the whole person had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to struggle.

Hot, the blood is boiling, the meridians are burned inch by inch by the scorching fire, the sharp burning pain cruelly lingers on every inch of skin and blood in the body...

Chen Ruoshui's face was pale, with cold sweat dripping down his face. Unstoppable sweat rushed out from every pore of his body. He looked at the man in black with fear and despair in his eyes, but his throat seemed to be blocked. Without making any sound, he could only stare at Ji Moxiu like a trapped animal in a desperate situation.

Pray, but can't make a sound.

He wanted to call out for someone, but the entire painting boat seemed to be completely separated by an invisible formation, which completely blocked the connection with the outside world, leaving him alone to suffer and struggle...

Ji Moxiu walked slowly, step by step to his side, every step seemed to step on his already vulnerable heart, Chen Ruoshui's regrets and prayers were all revealed from those eyes.

At this moment, what kind of general demeanor, what kind of lofty dignity, when facing death, he clearly showed the cowardice and fear of death in his bones to the fullest.

The foot of the black moccasin boot stepped on his wrist bone, and there was a sound of bone cracking, and Chen Ruoshui screamed uncontrollably, "Ah!"

"You dare to act presumptuously in front of this king with this little backbone?" His eyes were filled with a deep chill, and he uttered every word as if he came from a cold voice like an emissary from hell, "Where is he?"

"You... let go..." It seemed that in the blink of an eye, Chen Ruoshui was no longer calm and calm. The sweat and pale color on his face made him look embarrassed, but he subconsciously didn't Forget that you can save your life only if you have a bargaining chip in your hand, "Let go of me first... I, I tell you..."

"This king has never been in the habit of negotiating with others." Ji Moxiu gave him a cold look, as if looking at a dirty bug, "Say."

"Cough! You let go of Ben—ah!"

The sound of clicking was clear and creepy in the empty boat. Chen Ruoshui let out another scream, raising his head like a duck on the verge of death, and his right arm was completely declared useless.

"Owner."

A respectful and cold voice from outside Fang came in with strong inner strength.

Ji Moxiu said coldly: "Say."

"Before a stick of incense, three thousand cavalry surrounded the other courtyard, the subordinates were defeated, and Mr. Chen was taken away." The report sound outside was faintly exhausted, weak, ashamed and self-blame, and almost inevitable. The panic of the policeman, "The subordinate just followed the direction in which the cavalry left, and found that Mr. Chen was taken to Jiutian Gambling House."

Nine days casino.

Ji Moxiu's emotionless eyes fell on Chen Ruoshui's surface, and with a wave of his sleeve, all the pressure around him disappeared without a trace, "Come in."

The man in black clothes flew in and knelt down in the painting boat. His slightly pale face showed that his internal injuries were serious, but he didn't seem to feel anything. He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Look at him and don't allow anyone to approach him." Ji Moxiu dropped an order, turned around and walked out, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he added in a leisurely manner, "If anyone tries to save him, kill him .”

The tone was cold and ruthless, without a trace of kindness and tolerance, just like the emperor who ruled the world casually decided the life and death of a lowly slave, so calm and breezy.

"Subordinates obey."

Chen Ruoshui is useless.

The Qihai acupoint was abolished, all martial arts were lost, and one arm was broken at Ji Moxiu's feet. Now he has completely become a useless person. Let alone planning his plan, the question is whether he can keep himself alive today. This humble life is already an unknown.

Like a lingering ant, he collapsed on the mat in embarrassment, a ferocious murderous aura and a deep hatred gradually emerged in his heart.

The veins on his forehead popped and burst, he tried hard to support his broken body, but even though he tried all his strength, it was in vain in the end.

Why... such a thing happened?
Feels like a sudden nightmare...

Chen Ruoshui was thinking in a daze, he had been planning for nearly a year, and he was getting closer and closer to success... He already had an army in his hand, and in the past year, he used Nine Heavens Casino and Xuannvfang... ...Earn enough silver needed to raise soldiers...

His plan was perfect and flawless.

why?
Why did it end like this in the end?

This black-robed man's martial arts skills are so high that it is frightening. If he can be used by himself...he has made some small tricks, but it is just to make him be used by himself...

Why, in the end, he buried himself?

What went wrong?

Chen Ruoshui was thinking about it, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't figure out what went wrong...

(End of this chapter)