Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 201 Spending a Full Moon and Killing Night [9]

Before Nangong Chuge finished speaking, Yebei pulled out the cold frost blade with his backhand, and cut off his neck with hatred and precision.

Yebei thought about this knife when he first heard about Nangong Chuge's deception.

But those thoughts of killing, in the end, turned into an indescribable fatigue.

In addition to her current situation and strength being unable to do it, there is another main reason.

Just like being tempted by someone for the first time, Yebei also decided to let go of someone who treated her like this for the first time.

After only thinking about finding a way to get out of the palace, it will never be relevant.

But now, after all, there is no way to retreat.

Looking at the cold light that suddenly lit up, Nangong Chuge's eyes were also cold.

Turning sideways, he dodged the cold light in Yebei's hand in time, and grabbed her wrist with his palm.

When the fingertips touched the skin of Yebei's wrist, the tingling sensation came from the neck.

Although Ye Bei's merciless knife was avoided in time, it was only to avoid the vital point.

The icy cold blade of the cold frost blade still drew a long bloodstain on his neck.

The tingling pain from the vitals of the neck made Nangong Chuge almost instinctively, and the fingertips pinching Yebei's wrist also violently exhaled.

The crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly resounded.

The cold frost blade held by Yebei's fingertips was let go, and the icy cold blade fell straight to the ground.

The sound of the sharp blade hitting the ground made Nangong Chuge wake up as if from a dream. He grabbed Yebei's finger and let it go slowly.

Beads of blood quickly seeped from Nangong Chuge's wound, and condensed and dripped onto the back of his hand holding Yebei's wrist.

Against the background of Nangong Chuge's fairer and slender hands than ordinary people, the bright red blood beads are even more shocking.

When the blood dripped onto Nangong Chuge's back, the sweat from Yebei's forehead also dripped onto the soft quilt on the bed.

The constantly surging chest and the severe pain in her wrist made her forehead instantly covered with bead-sized beads of sweat.

The expression on Yebei's face did not change at all, looking straight into Nangong Chuge's eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly drew a perfect arc upwards.

(End of this chapter)