My host is a playboy

Chapter 312
The elk thought very well.

"Squeak." With a sound, the door opened.

What came into the eyes of the elk was a thin figure, but the elk didn't take it seriously.

The man pressed on with a dagger step by step, and the deer's disapproving expression suddenly became panicked.

How come, why did he come to her Hefengyuan with a dagger?
The elk wanted to run, but she had been lying on the bed for a long time, her legs were numb, and she fell to the cold floor as soon as she got off the bed.

I wanted to force myself to stand up, but the more anxious I was, the more my legs and feet would not listen to me.

He wanted to use his inner strength, but found that his inner strength was blocked.

I wanted to shout for help, but my voice was already hoarse.

The beautiful imagination in the elk's heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by a face full of horror.

Her pretty face was panic-stricken, and her eyes were full of begging when she looked at the man holding the dagger in front of her.

But although the hands of the man in front of him were shaking, and his face was covered with fine beads of sweat, his steps were moving forward step by step, without any sign of retreating, and the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to the elk.

The man stabbed at the elk with a dagger. The elk wanted to run, but couldn't. It tried to move its body to the side to avoid the dagger.

The man failed to stab twice in a row, and finally became ruthless. He pressed the elk to the side of the bed, and without the hesitation of the previous two times, he resolutely stabbed in the direction of the elk's heart.

After a while, the elk looked at the ceiling with big eyes, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

She never thought that she would die at the hands of that person.

Is it really retribution?

The man looked at the dead elk with a flustered expression on his face. He tremblingly let go of the hand that was holding the dagger tightly, and looked at the blood on his hand.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying to calm himself down, saw the basin on the shelf and the blood-colored water, washed his hands quickly, and left in a hurry...

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Yun Qing went out, intending to go directly to the pavilion master and tell about the elk.

Yunqing didn't know that the elk wanted her to lead the pavilion master over, but she had to jump into this pit.

She was the first to find the elk like this, and even bandaged the elk. Now she is justified, but if she doesn't report to the pavilion master, her reason will become unreasonable.

Yun Qing sighed, after all, this is also a step to explore the answer.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.

Yun Qing adjusted her mood, rubbed her eyes red, and stumbled to the pavilion master's residence.

Arriving at the door of the Pavilion Master, Yun Qing knocked on the door of the Pavilion Master, her voice was flustered and crying, "Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master, something is wrong! Elk, Elk, she..."

After a while, the door of the pavilion master opened, and the cold and stern face of the pavilion master came into Yun Qing's eyes.

Yun Qing was taken aback for a moment, then continued to twitch and said: "Pavilion Master, hurry up and go to Milu's Hefeng Garden to have a look, Milu...she has an accident!"

The pavilion master's cold face showed no expression, "Go and see."

Then Yun Qing followed behind the Pavilion Master, and breathed a sigh of relief in a place where the Pavilion Master could not see.

The Second Pavilion Master is no longer a simple character, and the Pavilion Master in front of him looks even more so.

With a cold face and a calm and composed look, she looks really amazing, and she must have been a refined beauty when she was young.

Going off track, off track, Yun Qing put aside the messy thoughts in her head.

With low eyebrows and trusting eyes, he followed behind the pavilion master.

While walking, the pavilion owner suddenly said: "How many years have you been here in Spring Pavilion?"

(End of this chapter)