The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 110 Born to be a charming girl, a poisonous and fragrant woman!
"His!"

Ling Jiuyou's movements were so fast that the living things on the eight-treasure bed had no time to react, and the brocade quilt was pulled down!
Without the cover, the living creature on the bed was fully exposed, while Ling Jiuyou looked at the living creature, his eyes narrowed slowly...

Long hair like a cloud, scattered messily on the bed, seemed to cover the exquisite figure of the woman on the bed, Sai Xue's skin was exposed from under the thin gauze, faintly scorching, beautifully charming...

That's right, this living thing is a person!Moreover, it is still a woman!
A, beautiful and distracting woman!
"Don't come here, or I'll kill you!"

A cold voice came, and the woman covered by long hair turned her head. Following her movements, the chains moved, and the sound of cold iron rubbing against each other came...

Ling Jiuyou's gaze swept across the cold iron chains that bound the woman's hands and feet, and finally stayed on the woman's face...

nice!
At this moment, Ling Jiuyou only thought of one word to describe this woman!
This is a kind of beauty, which is different from Ling Jiuyou's own beauty. Ling Jiuyou's beauty is arrogant and bright, with three-dimensional and clear facial features that are proud and proud, but this woman's face is the most enchanting beauty of a woman, seductive. To the bone, it makes people lose their souls...

"Excellent! She is born to be a charming girl, and she is a person who is full of poison! She really is the best!"

Swallowing his saliva, Ling Jiuyou, dressed as a servant, couldn't help stretching out his sinful little paws, stroking the woman's face...

"Don't touch me, I'm poisonous, you will die!"

Seeing this, the woman's seductive little face was icy cold, her eyes were cold and merciless, as if she was looking at a dead person, she said in a cold voice.

"Dying under the peony flower, even being a ghost is flirtatious. I can kiss my young lady Fangze. Although I have no regrets in death!" Ling Jiuyou chuckled when he heard the words, a pair of phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and his fingertips had already touched her. The woman's cheek...

The ice-clear jade flesh and bones are fragrant, and Ling Jiuyou seems to be able to feel the breath of ten thousand poisons, the touch of beating on the fingertips, so soul-stirring, so tempting...

"you……"

The woman stared at Ling Jiuyou's hand in a daze, brushed past her cheek, moved down all the way, raised her chin, and a flash of shock flashed in the cold eyes of Jianshui...

It's okay!
This person was not poisoned!
I touched myself, no festering, no pain, no death...

"Miss, what's your name? Who planted all the poisons in the world on your body? And who imprisoned you here?"

Leaning over, pinching the woman's chin lightly, looking at each other, Ling Jiuyou asked in a naughty voice.

Even if this person touched her, it didn't hurt her in the slightest, which made the woman a little distracted. Hearing this, she subconsciously replied, "Funeral incense, the poison on my body appeared spontaneously half a year ago. Those who imprisoned me are all dead." It's..."

"Your name is Zongxiang? The ten thousand poisons on your body were not planted by humans?" Ling Jiuyou immediately widened his eyes in shock when he heard this.

In this world, there are actually some people who are born to be charming, but can't they be poisoned in the womb?
"No one poisoned me!" Zan Xiang wanted to nod, but because Ling Jiuyou was still pinching her chin, she frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you? Anyone who touches my skin is dead , all died tragically, why are you unscathed? Who are you?"

"Haha... this, I have heard a little bit about it. It is said that after the death of the beautiful old bustard Wu, she has changed hands several times, and she died strangely. Is it you who did it? No, you don't have to do anything at all. There is no place for those people to die!" Hearing this, Ling Jiuyou laughed loudly, loosened the chin of the funeral incense, and the arrogance on the small face after the disguise was full, "As for who I am..."

　Haven't eaten lunch yet, one word: Hungry...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)