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

Chapter 70 He Can't Pass You

"If you don't want your beautiful body to turn into a skeleton, stay away from me."

With the candlelight flickering, Murong Che sat at the table drinking bowls of wine without even looking at Xi Ji who was half lying on the bed.

He has seen a lot of women who practice charm.In terms of beauty, the woman in front of her is not top-notch among the charming and seductive women.

"Is wine better than women?" Xi Ji's voice was still cold.

"The wine from Misty Devil Valley is indeed sweeter than the women from Misty Devil Valley."

Murong Che jokingly smiled.The appreciation for this wine is from the bottom of my heart.

Xi Ji narrowed her peach blossom eyes, suddenly snorted and smiled.

"You are a very powerful man." She swung her waist lightly and stepped on the ground with her bare feet. "Although many people are not as strong as you, they are still powerful enough. They know the result of spending a night with me, but they still can't resist me. Do you know why?"

Murong Che said coldly: "A man who is mentally weak and unable to resist seductiveness, death is not a pity."

"you are wrong."

Xi Ji walked towards Murong Che step by step, her dress was lightly faded, and her black hair was hanging down like a waterfall.

"For the weak, I don't need to use charms at all, they will pounce on them by themselves. In fact, the weaker the person, the harder it is for my unique charms to work on him."

"Oh? Let me explain in detail." These words aroused Murong Che's interest.

The secret technique of Lan Demon Valley is extremely strange and invisible, and it is extremely rare to see it in the mainland.For any high-cultivation martial artist, having the opportunity to experience rare secret arts is already a temptation in itself.

Xi Ji said softly: "The weak often have very strong desires for money, power, or body. What they love most is themselves, and they don't know what it's like to truly love someone."

"That's right. Charm uses these desires to kill the enemy. Aren't you contradicting yourself?"

"That's a low-level charm technique that can only control the enemy's body." Xi Ji's voice suddenly became ethereal, clear as jade. "And I... can control your soul."

Murong Che stopped holding the wine glass suddenly.

Xi Ji smiled sweetly: "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad, and the stronger a man is, the harder it is to resist the cinnabar mole on his heart, isn't it?"

For a moment, there seemed to be a mist in the room, and it quickly dissipated, revealing a petite figure in the mist.

Murong Che was stunned, the exquisitely beautiful woman in front of her, with her dress completely faded, was clearly Han Yujue!
Not only her voice, body and appearance, but even her demeanor, smile and behavior perfectly imitated his dreamy sweetheart. She looked at Murong Che with cold and arrogant eyes but hidden affection. In a trance, Murong Che almost called out speak out.

"You underestimate me too much. Could it be that I would be emotional for a fake?" Murong Che said in a deep voice, but unconsciously looked away, unable to look at Xi Ji with murderous aura like before.

"Murong Che..." Xi Ji threw herself into Murong Che's arms, shrinking like a kitten, weeping softly. "I had a nightmare again... In the dream, someone beat me and didn't give me food... You said you wanted to marry me and treat me well for the rest of your life... Murong Che..."

"...Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Murong Che knew clearly that the person in his arms was not the real Han Yujue, but he still felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't help reaching out to hug her tightly, trying to warm her cold body.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled up.

Lanmo Xiji, nicknamed Black Widow, who in Qianhe Island doesn't know the name of this witch.She has a strange poison in her body, no matter whether they are princes, nobles or powerful warriors, none of them can survive after sharing the Spring Festival with her.

The deeper the love, the harder it is to escape her temptation.

The man who is holding her tightly now is naturally no exception.

Inside the compound.

"Xiao Ai, my sister will teach you the most powerful moves later, take me to the place where sister Xi Ji is, okay?"

Han Yujue coaxes Lan Moai.

Who knows, even though Lan Moai is a brat, she still has a bit of backbone: "No, grandpa said you can't go anywhere."

Han Yujue still didn't give up: "Just take a look."

"No, no, no, if you leave, your test will be considered a failure!" Lan Moai moaned. "Grandpa won't tell you what you want to know!"

Even the aunt who drives the ducks in Lan Mogu is an assassin, no matter how fast Han Yujue moves, it is difficult to escape their sight.

She could only walk back and forth in the yard anxiously, throwing hidden weapons one after another, smashing all the targets they used for exercise.

Murong Che is very strong, many times stronger than her, she knows this very well, but the anger in her heart still lingers.

In the middle of the night, Lan Moai had gone to bed, and Han Yujue was the only one left in the yard.

Pop, pop, pop.

The sound of the poison dart hitting the bull's-eye rang throughout the entire night in the compound.

The next morning.

Han Yujue sat on the steps with his arms around his knees.

She hadn't slept all night, and her already snowy face became even paler.

"Miss Han, come with the old man."

Lan Moyingzhi appeared slowly, beckoning to Han Yujue.

Han Yujue hurriedly stood up.

Yesterday, the people in Dazhai also followed one after another, their expressions were either contemptuous or mocking.They believed that Xi Ji would never miss.

When everyone came to a door, they saw Xi Ji was already leaning against the door, holding a small gold and jade pipe, puffing out clouds, as if he was deep in thought.

"Xi Ji, are you still alive?" Lan Mo Yingzhi asked directly.

Xi Ji shook his head.

Han Yujue stopped his hurried steps immediately, as if a bucket of icy water was being poured over his head.

"I thought it was such a powerful man, it's really boring."

"It's an inevitable outcome."

"Hey, Xi Ji will kill one more person this time."

All the strange assassins in Lan Mo Valley looked as expected.

"I do not believe……"

Han Yujue bit his lip tightly and let out a weak voice.

He is so powerful, once he makes a move, he is more ruthless than anyone else, how could he be killed like this!
"Xi Ji is best at using the memory and feelings of the enemy, combining illusion and charm to turn him into his most beloved woman." Lan Mo Yingzhi said slowly. "No matter how powerful a man is, he will never have the heart to cut the knife on the person he loves. Miss Han, it seems that he can't pass your test."

Han Yu was suddenly at a loss in his determination, as if he had lost all direction, and even felt a little ridiculous.

"I don't even believe what you said."

She walked forward, but felt that every step was heavy.

If after opening the door, Murong Che's body really lies inside...

and then?Even if she killed all these people, Murong Che would no longer look at her with tender eyes.

I will never hear such an affectionate voice again.

It took so long to walk a few steps away.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

The red candle has been extinguished, and fragments of the jug are scattered on the ground.

Murong Che lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed.

(End of this chapter)