Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

He looked at her, and then looked down at Jun Wuxue on the ground.

Looking at her again, he lowered his head and glanced at the blood on his hands.

He threw the sword away and hurriedly wiped his hands on his body.

But on the front of the black night clothes, a large area was darkened due to blood.

He wiped it twice and found that it couldn't be wiped off, so he simply gave up, stood up, and stumbled towards Bai Zhen.

"Your Majesty, it's not what you see...

It wasn't me, I didn't kill it..."

He wanted to reach out and grab her snow-white cuffs, as usual, act a little coquettish and explain it well.

But a sword was lying in the middle of the two, touching his heart.

The rain is getting heavier.

The sound of the rain was clear in the silent night.

A thunderstorm exploded in the air.

Lightning makes the night look like day in an instant.

The sword's edge glowed with a cold silver light.

It was obviously separated by a thick layer of clothing, but he felt that the coldness in Bai Zhen's eyes was transmitted into his heart one after another through the sword.

The sword also seemed to have stabbed in the heart, and it was painful with blood.

Ye Yinchen's handsome and innocent face was still stained with blood, and he bent a smug smile, ignoring the sword edge against his chest, still stubbornly reaching out to pull her sleeve.

The sword edge sank an inch into the body, and blood seeped from the wound.

There was no sense of pain on the boy's face, he just blinked a pair of beautiful black eyes, the moisture of the rain seemed to seep in, and the whole eyes looked wet, which made people feel pity.

"Your Majesty, why are you here, shall we go back to the palace?"

He spoke softly and gently shook her sleeve.

"How long are you going to lie to me?"

Bai Zhen pulled out the sleeves from his palm little by little.

He clenched his fingers tightly, as if he was clenching the last straw, and his pretty skinny knuckles turned white from the force.

But he still couldn't grasp the corner sleeve.

He glanced at the empty palms, lowered his eyes, stared at the toes, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I didn't...don't be angry, you listen to my explanation...

It was really, really an accident..."

"Accident?"

Bai Zhen raised her eyes and smiled, "Well, it was indeed an accident.

I wanted to shut up, but I hit him right in the face.

Ye Yinchen, I heard everything you just said without a word.

What lies do you want to make up?

No, I'm curious, which one of your words is true? "

The boy suddenly raised his head, his pupils moved slightly, as if trying to explain something.

However, Bai Zhen suddenly turned the sword around, the edge of the sword was placed between her neck, she pulled up his hand, and shoved the hilt into his hand.

"Come on. After killing Jun Wuxue, the next target is me, right? Don't you want revenge? Let's do it."

Bai Zhen looked at him calmly.

The boy's fingertips trembled slightly, and even the sword body trembled slightly - trembling.

He opened his thin, crimson lips, and then threw the sword away with a crisp thud.

"I will never hurt you, Your Majesty."

Bai Zhen sneered.

"Hey, here we go again. It's a nice thing to say. It won't hurt me? Then why are you still stealing the map of the military plane?"

The young man pinched the corner of his clothes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Ye Yinchen, from the moment I met you, I knew you were an extremely smart person.

But I didn't expect that even our encounters and experiences together were all in your plan.

I really want to tear off your fake mask and see what's inside. "