Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

"Ah ah!" a low howl, and then he was stopped by biting his teeth. The visitor curled up on the floor, his forehead cold and wet, which was painful.

What the hell just happened?

He stared in horror at the position of the bed and saw that the exquisite body slowly sat up. Then he looked at himself, and his thin body showed half a cold and ruthless face in the dark place.

Delicate and cold, like a beautiful ghost!

The ghost's eyes twinkled several times, slowly cracked her red lips and asked in a low voice, "who do you want to give?"

"Ah... Ah..." the frightened man was almost broken. He leaned back and moved to the back. He didn't touch the wall. It was cold and there was no way to go back.

The female ghost on the couch stiffened her body, stood up on the ground, drew a bright dagger from under the pillow and approached step by step.

That face was also slowly exposed to the moonlight. His eyes widened suddenly, so frightened that he almost forgot to struggle.

"Are you... Are you... Are you a woman?" he said, biting his teeth and mixed with pain, full of questions.

However, Shuang ignored his questions and squatted down directly. He pulled off his mask and revealed his ferocious and twisted face. It was Zhang Hui.

"If you don't come again, I can't wait to get sleepy." ran Shuang said indifferently. The dagger in his hand gently extended to Zhang Hui's face and slid left and right.

"You... You can't kill me!" Zhang Hui suddenly thought back, trembling the flesh on his face and said in horror, "if you want to kill me, you will break the factory rules and you will be removed from the East factory!"

"Oh!" ran Shuang couldn't help sneering, "the dead can't say anything! Besides, you had to care about the factory rules, how could you assassinate me again and again!"

A sharp look in the eyes, a flash of knife light, a tight blood mark appeared on the black sugar face, and the blood gurgled down.

"Ah! Don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me! I'll promise you, no, don't expose the fact that you are a woman!" Zhang Hui retreated desperately and suddenly found that the dagger that originally wound around his neck had left. He breathed a sigh of relief and thought his method worked. He laughed at ran Shuang's credulity.

As long as he escapes from life tonight, he will surely live like death!

"You're thinking, I'm stupid to believe your lie." implied sarcastic tone, with compassionate calm.

The woman in front of her stretched out her slender white wrist. The slender jade finger was gently put on her chest without any strength. The white wrist was white and flawless, and there was a circle of Yingying green on it, like a silk ribbon.

"Look at me." the voice is light as snow, and the sigh is like a lover's whisper.

Zhang huiruyan raised her eyes and couldn't help but be attracted by the deep eyes flashing cold light. She stared and stared closely. He unexpectedly saw a kind of cold demon confusion from the deep, which made him a little trance addicted and deep. Even if you know that if you indulge again, the next moment will be cold death, you will never stop

"I don't want to do it myself." the voice continued. Zhang Hui looked down and couldn't help looking at the angular red lips, "because it would dirty my hands."

A hook on the corner of the lip is the charm of the devil.

A touch of green suddenly appeared from his eyes and vomited a slender snake. The triangular head carved from the little green jade straightened up and stared at him coldly, startling him back in an instant.

He suddenly hit back. At the same time, the snake's head turned into blue lightning. He stared at his neck. He felt paralyzed and distorted everything in front of him in a few breaths.

"Luo... You... Er..." clasped his throat with one hand and pointed to the frost standing up with one hand, until his veins were violent. He was speechless and felt immersed in cold water.

A little snake rowed slowly across the ground, nimbly across her shoulder, gently pushed her cheek with its head, bringing a little cold. However, Shuang saw the people on the ground swallow their breath and look black and purple. She smiled and reached out to pet the snake's head, and her wrist stretched out to her eyes.

"Well, it's hard for you. It's cool outside. Go to sleep."

The little snake shook his head up and down, leaned over, wrapped the whole wrist, and ended up like a jade bracelet.

"Oh, clean up." ran Shuang looked at the silent corpse on the ground, reluctantly came forward, picked it up, carried it to his shoulder, jumped down from the open window, and disappeared at the end of the ridge.

As everyone knows, next door to him, a window closed quietly.

The owner of one of his eyes was surprised: "master, is that Lingyun Zong?"

Lingyun Zong is the third move of Lingbo step. Those who make good use of it can climb Baizhang mountain. Moreover, the footwork is ethereal and does not need a lot of internal force support.

Lingbo step is a unique secret script of Lingyu mountain villa of Lingyun state. Lingyun state has long perished, and Lingyu mountain villa, as a royal family, has been destroyed. How could this little eunuch, whose native place is unknown, learn this martial art that has long been lost?

"Well," the owner of the other eyes flashed a cold smile and whispered, "go and investigate. What's the origin between him and Lingyu villa?"

"Yes." after a while, there was no trace of the man around. The man who stayed sucked the wet air before dawn and said with a light smile, "Xiao ranzi, you are really interesting."

However, Shuang carried a corpse and ran to the desolate back garden of a rich family at night. She dug three feet into the ground, made a pit, threw people in, buried them with the running soil, and carefully moved a few pots of potted plants to put them on top. It was over.

She got up and stroked the cold sweat on one side of her forehead with her sleeve. Although after half a year of exercise, this body has become closer and closer to the posture of self-improvement, but it is still an adult man for carrying heavy objects for a long time, which is really a little difficult.

Look up at the sky. It's estimated that it will dawn in half an hour. Suddenly there was a cry of vicissitudes behind him: "who is there?"

No! However, as soon as Shuang's head turned, he lifted his step and kicked along a nearby wall full of vines. After several times, he climbed onto the top and supported it with his hand, and the man had fallen to the other side of the wall. When he looked left and right, he lifted his step and ran fast. He disappeared for a long time.

The old man who was supposed to be on duty came over with a lantern and took a picture everywhere with his hands trembling. Unexpectedly, he didn't see a person. I thought to myself, did I just get dizzy?

Or is there a ghost?

The old man trembled, the lantern fell to the ground, and the fire went out a few times.

Back to the inn, however, Shuang quickly lay down in bed and almost closed his eyes for a while. It seemed that it was dawn. Lin Shou was at the door watching the earthquake.

"Benefactor, benefactor, it's time to get up, and we have to go to the factory." Lin Shou stood outside the door, crackling, knocking all the neighbors awake. He went out and scolded, "what's the matter? Shout ghosts. It's bad luck in the early morning!"

"Go, go, I didn't call you, go!" Lin Shou waved away, quite confident.