Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 325 Blood Sword of the Altar, Master of the Mo Family (1)

Soul Water smiled, just as he was about to retreat, something stabbed his mind suddenly!

He looked at the blood sword in front of him, and then at them behind him——

"Strange, why is there my appearance in this sword, but not yours?" He turned back and pulled Feitian to look, Feitian was close enough, but there was no girl's appearance on the sword.

Fei Tian was also surprised: "Is it... This sword can only show the appearance of you boys?"

"Oh? Then there is no image of the guy behind? Could it be that he is a woman disguised as a man?"

"Then..." Fei Tian recalled what Zhuo Xia had emphasized before, "Is it because you are from the Ruoshui tribe... so there is only your figure in the sword?"

"Is it possible? If I am a descendant of that alien race, why didn't my father tell me this?"

Behind him, Zhuo Xia kicked him.

"What are you doing! Smelly assassin!"

"Draw your sword!" Zhuo Xia ordered him coldly!
"What?" The water monster called out, "You want me to draw my sword?"

There is no mistake!He is a young master who has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time. He can't lift his hands or shoulders. He can't do anything except sit and eat and wait for death. He is not an assassin. He can even touch a small knife in this life. Now this bastard Actually forced him to draw his sword? !

"Why do you order me! You tell me to pull it out and I pull it out? You pull it out yourself!"

"You are a man, draw your sword for me!" 
Zhuo Xia's provocation hurt people's self-esteem.Especially for soul water.Soul Water was in a dilemma, his gaze was erratic, and he accidentally fell on Fei Tian, ​​who was wondering why Zhuo Xia forced Soul Water so fiercely.

"Pull it out—" he muttered, it would be best if he drew out his sword and slashed the vicious guy to death.

He turned around, grasped the hilt of the sword, and exerted all the strength in his body, the blood sword remained motionless on the stone platform, only Soul Shui humming and chirping to draw the sword vigorously!
"Okay-heavy-huh, it can't be done! I can't pull it out!"

He felt that his waist was almost broken, and he couldn't toss himself half to death for a moment of loyalty.

(End of this chapter)