The Queen of Water: The Nine Lords of the Bully

Chapter 689
In Xiahou Fengli's hand, he held a shiny dagger that shone with a cold blue light.

Wei Xuerong was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he let out a trembling voice, "Xiahou...you, what are you going to do?"

While exclaiming, she rushed forward and stood in front of Huang Fulian.

"Don't worry." Xiahou Fengli stretched out his hand, and gently pushed Wei Xuerong away who was standing in front of Huangfulian, and the sharp blade lightly spread across Huangfulian's face, scraping it back and forth, "Since I promised you , will keep his promise and will not kill him."

Seeing the sharp blade, Wei Xuerong trembled in fear.

She wanted to step forward to stop Xiahou Fengli's dangerous movement, but she was afraid that her movement would be too big and hurt Huang Fulian, so she could only stand by and watch anxiously.

"Xiahou... what exactly do you want to do?"

"Xuerong, do you like him because of this face?" Xiahou Fengli didn't answer Wei Xuerong's question, but instead asked.

"Of course not!" Wei Xuerong shook his head, staring fixedly at the knife in Fengli Xiahou's hand, "Xiahou...you quickly take the knife away, it's very dangerous!"

"Dangerous? Huangfulian is not even afraid of death because of that scoundrel, so why would she be afraid of such a little danger?" Xiahoufeng sneered, turned his head, and looked at Huangfulian with strange eyes, "Are you right, Huangfulian? "

After finishing speaking, Xiahou Fengli exerted force with one hand, and the gleaming blade slashed fiercely across Huangfulian's cheek, leaving a deep gash on his face, and the blood gushed out instantly , converging into a stream, winding down and dripping into the blood-stained chest.

"Xiahou! You said you wouldn't..." Wei Xuerong froze for a second, and quickly rushed forward. Unknowingly where the strength came from, she pushed Xiahou Fengli away, holding the silk handkerchief distressedly, wanting to replace it. Huang Fulian wiped the blood off her face.

Huang Fulian turned her head to avoid it, "Get out! Don't worry about it!"

"Your Majesty, there is a lot of blood on your face, you want to..." Wei Xuerong did not give up, she squeezed the silk handkerchief and moved closer, before she could finish speaking, she was severely interrupted by Huang Fulian——

"Did you understand when I told you to go away?" Huangfu Lian gave Wei Xuerong a hard look, the cold gaze was enough to freeze a person instantly.

Wei Xuerong's whole body trembled, her whole body froze, and it took a long time before she made a sound.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the blood on your face..." Enduring the fear in her heart, Wei Xue stepped forward slowly, reached out her hand again, and wiped away the blood oozing out of Huang Fulian's face, but was Xiahou Fengli stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Since he didn't appreciate it, why did you post it?" Xiahou Fengli pulled Wei Xuerong away and handed it to Qing, raised his hand again, and the sharp blade touched Huang Fulian's body.

"Xiahou, you promised me—" Wei Xuerong struggled, trying to break free from Qing's grasp, and went up to stop her, but Qing's hands tightly bound her arm, preventing her from moving.

"I only promised you that I wouldn't kill him, but I didn't promise you that I wouldn't do anything to him. Don't worry, I won't kill him. At most, I just want to give him back what I suffered in prison. " Xiahou Fengli said, the dagger gleaming with a gloomy cold light, slid down Huangfulian's cheek and came to his hand.

Xiahou Fengli narrowed his eyes and looked at Huangfulian's hand. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said word by word, "Huangfulian, did you touch her with this hand?"

(End of this chapter)