Rank One Beast Concubine: Mistakenly Provoking the Evil King of Hell

Chapter 117 Lord, Are You a Fox? ! 【1】

Hearing these words, Yeying felt a fishy feeling in his chest, his brows furrowed, his face darkened, and he let out a puff...

A mouthful of bright red blood spewed out from his mouth, sprinkled among the colorful flowers, staining the delicate and beautiful flowers, it was extremely weird.

He was obviously shocked, more shocked; in his eyes, he was an inconspicuous waste, and he was also a well-known waste material in Donghuang country.

At only 13 years old, he actually reached Tianxuan section, who would believe it?
However, he had no choice but to believe everything in front of him.

He practiced diligently, and only then did he have the strength of Mo Xuan's second stage today, but in the end he was defeated by an inconspicuous girl.

And still twice! !
He has no face to see the prince, and no face to live in the world.

Thinking of this, Nighthawk raised the long sword in his hand and tried to wipe it off his neck...

A ray of purple light flew out, hitting Ye Ying's hand holding the sword, his wrist went numb, and the long sword fell from his hand to the ground with a bang.

Bei Tangling couldn't help frowning, who made the move just now?
The movement was so fast that she didn't even see it clearly, and Nighthawk's sword fell to the ground.

There were only three people in this place, so it was obviously impossible for her to act, and it was even more impossible for Nighthawk.

After looking around, he landed on the lame prince...

I saw him sitting there lazily, holding a porcelain cup in his hand at some point, a cup full of tea, overflowing with hot air and fragrance.

He didn't say a word, his black eyes stared at a certain place outside the pavilion, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be hooked.

The new moon in the sky, a smear of white moonlight hit him, the light white clothes and the moonlight blended together to form the background, the long hair that set off was as black as black satin, exuding an imposing aura all over his body .

At this moment, Bei Tangling had a feeling that this prince was hiding something, and he would even be a powerful enemy.

"My lord..." Ye Ying stepped forward, clutching his chest, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of thoughts.

King Qi waved his hand and remained indifferent. Nighthawk hesitated for a moment, then bowed his hands and retreated.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Beitangling and asked lightly, "How does this king look?"

Beitangling was taken aback for a moment, she did not expect Qi Wanghui to suddenly ask such a question, although she was puzzled, she cleared her throat and said with a smile: "It's so beautiful that it can't be described in words, if you really want to use it To use an idiom to describe it, it is a country with a beautiful appearance and a heavenly fragrance, and it is all over the country and the city!"

After finishing speaking, King Qi's complexion suddenly became very ugly, and there was a gloomy and cold look in his eyes.

Bei Tangling frowned, feeling a little surprised, did she say something wrong just now?

But no, she always picks the best words to praise his appearance, is there something wrong with that?
Could it be that the length is ugly?Or like her, only a face without salt is happy?
"You want to ask yourself? Am I wrong? With a black face, do you think you are Bao Gong?" Bei Tangling snorted with contempt on her face.

"You are the first person to praise the king with all the words. And the others died under the sword before they could say anything." King Qi's eyes were slightly dark, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face was slightly sullen. .

"Oh, then I'm very honored!" Bei Tangling ignored the coldness in his eyes, sat down on her own, raised her legs and swayed, feeling very comfortable.

King Qi squinted his eyes, and the gloom in his eyes gradually brightened, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

(End of this chapter)