Emperor's Women

Hua Ying snorted coldly and said, "then you can try. Can you go down the mountain alive without me?"

Her determined tone didn't seem to be lying. What made Fang Yan more worried was that her fingers and legs began to numb where she had been bitten.

This is a sign of poisoning. Although the toxicity does not seem strong, it is enough to affect her actions over time.

At present, there are countless snakes and insects lurking in the mountains and forests. Fang Yan can't imagine how tragic it would be if bitten by so many poisons at the same time.

However, now that the painting is under her control, she is not too worried.

"I think you shouldn't hate me so much that you want to die with me?" Fang Yan put the sharp blade between his fingers on her carotid artery, then untied one of her acupoints and let her arms recover their freedom. "If you don't drive them away, although I can't guarantee whether I can retreat all over, one thing is certain, that is, you will die before me."

The voice that heard the cable had turned to the two people again, and there was even a "hissing" message spitting sound close at hand. These are cold-blooded animals. They are all controlled by her special Jade Flute and don't know people. Painting shadows naturally understand that if they are not driven away, they will suffer.

Of course, she can also drive them to attack Fang Yan, but first, the two are too close at the moment, and Fang Yan even uses her to block her in front. Second, if you can't guarantee one shot to death, the inch sharp blade on her neck will stab into her body first.

So she had no choice.

Hua Ying bit her teeth. Although she was unwilling, she didn't dare to hesitate. She took the Jade Flute and put it on her lips. Luck blew the melody that ordinary people couldn't hear.

Sure enough, with the sound of the melody, the sound of all that had been close in front of us gave a slight pause, and then dispersed like a tide and faded to the outer edge.

"Don't let go of me!" Hua Ying stared angrily at Fang Yan behind him.

"If I let you go now, what will you do if you turn your face and calculate me?" Fang Yan did not ignore the strong hostility in her eyes, sealed her acupoint again, took away the jade flute in her hand and said: "I think it's good. I'll keep the flute for you for the time being, so that I won't sleep peacefully in the future."

"You... Give me back the flute!" the picture was worried. "That's what sister Mu gave me. Don't touch it."

"Mu Liqiu?" Fang Yan picked his eyebrow slightly and deliberately said the name.

"Presumptuous! Can you call this name at will?" Hua Ying's reaction was like being drunk by believers who slandered her faith.

It turned out that she was right. Mu Liqiu was the name of the Mu girl. Fang Yan plays with the jade flute in her hand. It's a rare thing. It's no worse than her high-tech weapons. If only she could know the secret of use.

Seeing her admiring appearance, the painting shadow immediately understood her intention, "that's my thing, give it back to me!"

"It's OK to give it back to you, but you have to answer me a few questions first." Fang Yan gently lifted her chin with a jade flute and said, "first, where are my things hidden? Second, how did Mu Liqiu disappear? As long as you tell me the truth, I'll return the flute to you immediately."

Hua Ying didn't expect that she would threaten herself by this means. She bit her teeth and said, "you can't think I'll tell you."

The face in front of her is not only cold and gorgeous, but also somewhat stubborn. It seems that she will never speak without some extraordinary means. Although Fang Yan appreciated her hardness, he didn't intend to give it up easily.

Fang Yan provoked a bright smile, gently touched her eyebrows with the sharp blade between her fingers, and said, "if I guess right, you actually like Rong Chengjin, don't you?"

A woman's intuition is the sharpest, which she noticed when she first saw her in the mountains.

In the dark, I couldn't see the change of Hua Ying's face, but Fang Yan clearly heard the weak change of her breath.

"What are you talking about?" Hua Ying scolded in a low voice, but his tone was more like a cover up.

Fang Yan chuckled and said, "so I guessed wrong? Then, if I make a few marks on your face, you shouldn't mind? Anyway, you don't like him. You can still do things for him if you're ugly."

"You..." Hua yingwan didn't expect that she would be so vicious. While palpitating, she shouted: "if you dare to touch my face, I'll make you pay the price!"

"Then try and see if I dare." the sharp edge between Fang Yan's fingers approached for a minute, and the sharp edge easily pierced the delicate skin.

Even a cold-blooded woman, no matter how cold-blooded she looks, may be able to see death as her home and endure torture, but she may not be able to accept the destruction of her appearance.

Especially the woman who has love in her heart.

At the bottom of her heart, Hua Ying wavered for a moment. However, she finally clenched her teeth and said, "then do it. I won't betray the Lord."

Her firmness shocked Fang Yan, but she couldn't see that she was so determined to Rong Chengjin.

"Are you really not afraid?" the sharp blade in Fang Yan's hand moved slightly, and a slight cut had been made in the center of her eyebrows. "Then I'll see when you can be brave."

Fang Yan naturally could not really destroy her face, but wanted to see if she was really not afraid. Suddenly he raised his hand, took his finger as the blade, and rowed to her face.

"Stop!"

A cold scold accompanied by a strong wind, Fang Yan only felt that the back of her hand was hit hard by something, which hurt her immediately.

This voice is Rong Chengjin!

While Fang Yan was shocked, his heart was cold. He came at a good time.

"Lord." the painting shadow is also very unexpected, and some can't help but rejoice.

Fang Yan only felt the cold wind in the dark. There was a figure in front of her. With a flick, she solved the acupoints of the painting shadow and helped her up.

"Lord, it's real time for heroes to save beauty." Fang Yan secretly rubbed the back of his burning hand and satirized it faintly. He didn't feel good. He felt like being bullied by others.

"I can't believe you're really an unshakable means." in the dark, Fang Yan can also feel Rong Chengjin's cold eyes and colder voice. "But you'd better remember that she's not someone you can move casually. Unless you want to experience another way of life."

Oh, the tone of protecting little lovers is really crazy and cool. Fang Yan looked at him coldly and said, "you really have a lot of people to protect. This broad-minded feeling is worthy of being the king."

Huaying was worried that Rong Chengjin would blame herself, but he didn't expect that he not only didn't blame, but also protected her so much. In particular, the object is Fang Yan.

Suddenly, those sour and astringent things in my heart turned into nothing. Seeing Fang Yan's sarcasm, he hurriedly said, "Lord, my jade flute is still in her hand."

Hearing this, Rong Chengjin glanced back at the picture.

Hua Ying suddenly felt guilty. The role of the jade flute Rong Chengjin could not be clearer. At the moment, she undoubtedly admitted that she planned others.

"I just want to scare her. If I really want to hurt her, I won't be poisoned by her. She also robbed the jade flute given to me by sister mu." Huaying hurriedly explained.

Fang Yan couldn't help sneering. If she hadn't heard well and stopped her immediately, it would be more miserable. She said it lightly.

Rong Chengjin didn't mean to study deeply, and her eyes turned to Fang Yan again.

"Bring it."

This almost command tone made Fang Yan feel more depressed. She smiled angrily and said, "Mu Liqiu's things, right?"

With that, suddenly the corners of the lips were hooked and the palm was strong, so he heard a crisp sound of "pa". The jade flute broke in two and fell into the grass.

For a moment, there was a dead silence around.

But it was only a moment, and then, like electricity, a powerful big hand grabbed her neck.

"Do you know what you did?" Rong Chengjin's voice was as cold as ice, and the strength between his fingers seemed to want to crush her immediately.

Fang Yan could have dodged, but her numb legs made her a little late. The choking feeling in her neck made her a little unexpected, strange, but she was not afraid and frightened, but had a trace of unspeakable pleasure.

The more intense his reaction, the more he can explain his state of mind at the moment. Must he be like a knife?

Her indifference made Rong Chengjin more angry. Her fingers could not help deepening her strength, "do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Fang Yan didn't answer and couldn't answer.

But she had no doubt that he wanted to kill her heart. Even, she felt that she might not die of suffocation in the end, but that she was strangled by him.

Naturally, she couldn't wait to die. She raised her hand and stabbed him in the face.

As she expected, the blow did not succeed. With Rong Chengjin's skill, one hand clasped her wrist.

The chest was suffocated as if it was about to explode. Fang Yan never knew that suffocation was such an uncomfortable thing. At the moment, she finally saw his close face.

The evil and Charming handsome face had never been so cold and heartless as at the moment, and the burning anger in her eyes was more like wishing she could not swallow her.

It's just a flute, something outside the body. It can teach him to make her pay with her life like Shura.

Isn't it true that this man will die today?

Fang Yan thought it was funny and sad, but he just looked back at him sarcastically.

He is just a more pathetic and pitiful person than her, because she destroyed not only a dead object, but also the emotion he reposed for it.

If he really loves that woman, then that woman is naturally in his heart. Why should he use these utensils to mourn and recall? The more heartache he felt, the more it showed that he actually knew how slim the chance of that feeling coming back was.

In front of fate, no matter how deep love is, it seems so humble and powerless.

Those clear eyes seemed to see through his soul, leaving him nowhere to hide, and making him hate to turn her into ashes. Because such thoroughness will completely destroy the obsession that has been supporting him in his heart.

After a long time of hypoxia, she began to feel a little trance, and even her pupils began to relax. However, she was so stubborn and proud that she didn't even struggle. She just endured it, as if she was waiting for the moment of liberation.

Somehow, seeing the eyes gradually lose their luster, Rong Chengjin felt a little uneasy at the bottom of her heart.

I can't tell what the state of mind was. Before she was almost out of breath, he suddenly released his hand.

The pressure between the neck suddenly disappeared, and the body, which had long been deprived of oxygen and collapsed, lost its support and fell soft. Rong Chengjin caught her with her long arm.

Fang Yan felt that his lungs were about to explode and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He instinctively and couldn't wait to breathe the fresh air, but coughed violently because of the stinging pain in his throat.

"Before you lose your value, I won't let you die so easily." before losing consciousness, his voice came into her ear word by word.