Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 398 What If This King Isn't What You Want?

dark abyss
The blood-red cold moon hangs high in the sky, surrounded by pitch black, only cast faint cold light in certain places.

Jiaoqiao lay on the window with a sleepy look.

The dark abyss was dead silent, and most of the time there was no sound at all. For her lively personality, it could drive people crazy.

These days, she is alone, so boring.

Sometimes Xu Yanqing would come back, but basically every time I chatted with her for less than a little time, I wanted to make a move. Fortunately, Xiao Shi would appear inadvertently every time.

"Shu~"

Suddenly, a small light yellow flower appeared in front of him.

The flowers are not big, but the appearance of such a color in the dark abyss is particularly abrupt.

Light yellow color, soft and weak, but refreshing.

Jiaoqiao opened her eyes wide in surprise.

A pair of white hands suddenly appeared, and then, little eleven o'clock evolved from the void, holding the little flower carefully.

"My sister sent you."

With a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, he held the little flower in front of her, "The dark abyss cannot grow other flowers, I spent some magic power to keep it for a while."

"Sister, I know you want to go out, I will definitely rescue you out, I will!"

Jiaoqiao bit her lip and withdrew her hand again.

She sees herself as a rather conflicted person.

On the one hand, Ke Ke's death is tormenting her, and on the other hand, Xiao Shi's goodness is also reminding her that the intertwining will make her whole body bad.

She wished she wasn't so hypocritical.

Seeing her withdrawing her hand, Xiao Shi's expression darkened, and he also slowly withdrew her hand.

He knew that she was still blaming him in her heart, so how could she not blame her best friend for being killed by him.

"It's really touching. This king was almost moved to tears."

The deep voice, like a slippery snake, sent a chill down the spine of the tail.

Jiaoqiao's body froze, Xu Yanqing came back at some point, leaning against the table, looking at her with a half-smile.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she looked up and saw his dark and cold eyes, she shut her mouth again in fright.

After getting along for so long, she knew that Xu Yanqing was a ruthless person.

Once he gets angry, any extra explanations are useless.

"What? Is it because this king has not touched you for so long that you feel that you are a special case?"

Xu Yanqing snorted lightly, and came to her step by step, holding her neck in his slender and fair palm.

With a sudden tightening, Jiaoqiao had difficulty breathing, and her face turned purple from holding back.

He looked at it coldly, without a trace of sympathy.

Xiao Ten was in a hurry, jumped in from the window, and rushed over, "Brother Jiu, don't treat my sister like this, it's my fault, let her go."

"Of course it's your fault!"

Xu Yanqing raised his eyebrows, "Do you dare to touch my people?"

He slapped him and sneered, "Who borrowed your guts?"

Xiao Ten's left face immediately became red and swollen, his eyes turned cold, and the magic power in his body kept rolling in his body, almost gushing out.

But when he saw the little girl was about to lose her breath, he still endured it and asked in a low voice: "Can you let my sister go?

"It's really affectionate. When will a high-level demon be sympathetic to others?"

Xu Yanqing laughed out loud, a little uncontrollable, flamboyant, as if listening to a joke.

But in the end, he restrained his smile, walked up to him, and asked with a half-smile: "If so, why is this king not as you like?"

(End of this chapter)