King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 41 Hot Springs
Han Yujue, as a well-informed top killer in the world, has killed countless people with a butterfly knife. What kind of man has never seen before!

For example, there used to be a philandering officer whose life was bought with money from his original partner. When Han Yu decided to do it, he was lying naked on the bed with his lover, intending to seduce this beautiful killer in exchange for his own life. , that well-trained body is also very good...

In short, she would never admit that she just saw a back, and her heart skipped a beat!
Now, Han Yujue felt extremely restless in his heart, as if a bug was crawling in and out of his heart.

"Come out."

A voice as cold as ice suddenly sounded.

Has been discovered by him!
Han Yujue thought for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he directly pulled out the straight and slender black saber on the boulder like a Tang saber, and stabbed at the man in the hot spring.

The slender feet lightly stepped across the water surface, creating layers of ripples.

The scorching air from the tip of the knife broke through the mist and pointed directly at the side face that concealed its true face.

To Han Yujue's surprise, he still stood motionless in the water, with no intention of dodging.

The sound of the piercing knife echoed in the mountains, she tapped her toes, and the water ripples slowly spread until there were sparkles under the man's waist.

Just when the tip of the knife was about to touch his mask, he suddenly made a move and directly grabbed the blade!
A fierce fighting spirit swept from the blade with the momentum of shaking mountains and seas, and the hot spring water exploded like it was about to boil!

If hit head-on by this fighting spirit, I'm afraid it will be turned into a pile of minced meat in an instant!

Han Yujue turned pale with shock, and hastily used his spiritual power to protect his heart veins, and in time let go of the hand holding the knife handle, and just fell into the bottom of the hot spring from the surface of the water.

She stared wide-eyed at the hot spring water that exploded just now, and now it was shot into the water like a bullet, and there was a torrential rain under the water!
A few drops of water whizzed past her neck, and the scorching heat almost scalded her skin.

Han Yujue exhaled a string of bubbles, and formed a seal with difficulty at the bottom of the water. A huge bubble surrounded her, struggling to resist the oncoming high-temperature water droplets.

"You XX!"

The thrilling offensive finally stopped.Han Yujue emerged from the water in a state of embarrassment. Seeing the tip of the knife pointing at him, he couldn't help cursing.

Panting and still in shock, she brushed away the hair sticking to her face with her hands, closed her eyes and flicked her wet long hair lightly, water droplets splashed on the man in front of her.

"..."

He raised his hand and threw the saber aside, and with the sound of the saber piercing the air, the saber plunged deeply into the boulder.

She scolded the man like a kitten with fried fur, her curled up eyelashes trembled slightly, and water dripped continuously from her delicate face.The black gauze night gown faded to the shoulders, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the exquisite curves can be seen at a glance.

The place where he was burned just now was still aching, Han Yu was determined to get angry, and reached out to lift off his black mask.

Under the mask was a handsome face as carved by a knife, looking at Han Yujue with a slight frown.

Han Yujue slapped the surface of the water violently, splashing hot spring water all over his face.

"Murong Che! Why don't you speak?"

Murong Che lightly wiped off the water droplets on Han Yujue's face, then lifted her chin, leaned over and looked at the slightly reddened wound above the collarbone.

"You are hurt?"

The deep and very attractive voice was apologetic with self-blame at the moment.

"It's not a serious injury... It's just that you don't take a good look before you make a move?" Han Yujue patted Murong Che's hand away.

Murong Che smiled wryly: "I'm sorry. On the battlefield, if you hesitate a little bit about a sneak attack, you will die."

Han Yujue muttered, "Just kidding with you, it's not really a sneak attack..."

"Don't be angry, I just reacted subconsciously." Murong Che comforted softly.

At a distance where they could hear each other's breathing, Han Yujue noticed that there were many scars on Murong Che's upper body.

Some were slashed, and some looked like they had been bitten by wild animals. There were also many thin scars on the perfectly lined muscles, which were shocking.

"You are here..."

Han Yujue couldn't help but reached out and touched a hideous scar on Murong Che's shoulder.

"Probably when the old nest of the blood spider was eaten by several spiders...or maybe it was left when it was bitten and dragged on the ground by the Nine Yin Python. I don't remember exactly." Murong Che said lightly.

Fingers across the uneven scar, Han Yujue shook his head: "You are so powerful, how could you be injured by those monsters?"

Murong Che smiled: "When I was exiled to the Demonic Beast Forest, I couldn't even beat a big ant. I walked sideways in Xijing for more than ten years, and after I joined the Expeditionary Army of the Royal Guards, I realized that I was only in the It is nothing more than a king among a group of pampered weaklings."

"Exile?" Han Yujue looked in disbelief. "Aren't you a royal family? How could you be exiled?"

"Although I have royal blood, I am a murderer who is loathed and hated by all members of the royal family..." Murong Che laughed softly.

In the dim night, his eyes revealed a charming evil spirit.

Han Yujue was slightly taken aback. In front of her, Murong Che had always been as gentle as a spring breeze, never showing any violence.

Recalling the rumored Murong Che, who was cold-blooded, ruthless, tyrannical and cruel, and controlled the Chifeng Nation with harsh methods. Anyone who rebelled against the law, regardless of the old or weak, women or children, would be killed, and the nine clans would be implicated.

Is it really the same person as the Murong Che who cooks for himself and is devoted to him?
Seeing that Han Yu never spoke, Murong Che cupped her oval face with both hands again: "Little girl, next time you want to take a mandarin duck bath with me, don't notify me in such a radical way."

Only then did Han Yujue realize that the atmosphere between the two had become extremely ambiguous, so he blushed and said, "Who told you not to be your general in Xijing and go to this barren mountain to soak in hot springs?"

He bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead: "You run around, of course I have to chase after you. You can't let your fiancée be snatched away by others."

Han Yujue smiled and said, "Your fiancée was sent to the frontier by yourself."

Murong Che remembered the oolong incident caused by Ling Chuyan, which caused him to get engaged to a nympho woman who couldn't even remember her appearance...

"Can you stop laughing at me about this matter." Murong Che said helplessly.

"It's because you are too casual, and let others do the important things in your life. Isn't the Han family worthy of your general's visit?" Han Yu will never give up.

Murong Che was speechless, so he could only bow his head and speak softly.

"It was me who was wrong."

The deep voice seemed to have magical powers, and it penetrated from her ears to her heart.

The woman Murong Che whispered an apology in her ear, probably none of them could continue to be angry.

Han Yujue felt that the little bug in his heart seemed to appear again, so he turned his head away and said, "Have you broken the formation of the ginkgo forest?"

(End of this chapter)