The killer also travels through the series of clouds without trace

Chapter 89
Yue Qingyun sighed, with a resentful expression on his face: "Actually, I can't do anything about it. The Emperor himself should be very clear. If I didn't do this at the time, I'm afraid I'm already a dead soul in the hands of the Emperor."

Tuo Bahan was speechless for a while, what Yue Qingyun said was the truth, he was indeed intent on killing at that time.

Then he snorted coldly: "I am today's emperor, even if I kill you."

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Yue Qingyun.

It was really interrupted.

A loud and forceful slap interrupted his words.

Yue Qingyun still had a smile on his face, and the dagger on his finger shone coldly under the candlelight.

Shaking his head lightly, looking at Tuo Bahan who was stunned by his sudden slap, he pouted slightly: "Your Majesty, you are so wordy, and"

The dagger in his hand pressed lightly on Tuo Bahan's neck, and the sharp point of the dagger pierced the skin of Tuo Bahan's neck, embedded in two millimeters.

Blood slid down the body of the dagger.

Yue Qingyun's crisp laughter rang in Tuo Bahan's ears: "Your Majesty, don't forget, now I want to kill you, so I can kill you."

Tuoba snorted coldly: "What do you want to do?"

The voice was still full of anger, but subconsciously lowered a lot.

"I don't think about anything, I just want to ask the emperor if there is something useful on him, so that I can leave the palace smoothly."

Yue Qingyun smiled sweetly: "For example, the things inside the waist card."

When she kidnapped Tuo Bahan before, she searched him for a round, and found that he had everything, except the two things she needed - the token and the money.

And tokens are more urgent than money.

Hearing Yue Qingyun's words, Tuo Bahan was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The rage just now has turned into the sarcasm and cruelty in the corner of his mouth.

Yue Qingyun's eyes turned cold, and the dagger in his hand pressed slightly again, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's better not to get angry. Although I'm timid, it's still a good idea to kill one or two men." Let's start."

(End of this chapter)