The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 74 Paying the price 3
Leng Shantong stared, clutching the wound on her neck, and fell straight down.

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the other women were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled, and they shrank back and dared not say a word.

I am afraid that the next one to die is myself.

Jian Luo looked in the direction of the man in black with red eyes, bit her lower lip tightly, her fingernails sank into her palm, and drops of blood rolled down without realizing it.

The man in black pointed his sword, and a slightly elegant woman seemed to be valued by the man in black, "Say it, tell me the whereabouts of your palace master, and I will spare you.

If you don't say it, you will end up worse than her. "

Pointing to Leng Shantong who fell to the ground.

Seeing the people on the ground, the Qingli woman didn't even dare to raise her head, and said tremblingly: "I don't know. I know, the palace lord never tells us when he goes out."

"is it?"

The man in black gave a smirk, flashed the scimitar in his hand, and sighed regretfully: "Hey, such a beautiful person is about to die by my knife now.

I'm a little overwhelmed. "

The Qingli woman bit her lower lip when she first heard it, she looked like she was about to cry, and said in a trembling low voice: "I really don't know."

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand to give Qingli a knife.

"Hold on."

With a cold drink, a figure walked slowly with his back to the sun.

The warm sunlight shone on her body, but it couldn't cover up the coldness all over her body.

Step by step, gradually, the man in black saw who was coming.

"You are the Palace Master of Lengshen Palace?"

"Palace Master."

Some of the women on the ground looked up secretly, and some even screamed when they saw the woman clearly.

"I want you to pay for them."

Jian Luo stood upright, pointed at the fallen Leng Shantong, and said coldly to the man in black.

"Hahaha"

The man in black raised his head and laughed out loud, full of sarcasm and disdain, "It's up to you"

The cold blue light flashed, Jian Luo's figure was like a charm, the wind brought blood all over the ground, and the silver thread wrapped around the neck of the man in black, choking the words behind him, "Let me kill you anyway."

Turning over the silver thread, the palm was slightly opened, and the silver thread returned to Jian Luo's hand safely, and fell into the sleeve in an instant.

(End of this chapter)