Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

“How is she?” Mias glanced at the screen and wanted to see how Bailu was looking inside.

Phoenix sat down on the chair: "Answer the king's words. ”

Mias stood there and said firmly, "I'll talk to you when I know about her. ”

He was not aggressive, he spoke softly, he looked like a good speaker, but he was strong enough to be rejected.

He knew his words could attract Phoenix's interest.

With interest to negotiate the terms, Master told him that as soon as he found the weakness of the other party, there would always be a sudden mouth.

“Can you see what's wrong with this king? Can't you see what's going on in there without a screen?” Phoenix spoke softly and lightly and did not show any anger because of his gentle threat.

In front of outsiders, he was never in the mood.

For so many years, there was really no second person to show his anger, except the one lying behind the screen.

“The kings are so strong that I can't penetrate them.” Mias admitted that he could not penetrate his boundaries.

"How can this king believe in your terms," said Fengqiaotian faintly. ”

Mias snapped his lip: “Is the King still afraid I won't keep my word? ”

Phoenix stood up to him. This man, mysteriously, didn't even know his details. Where did he come from?

He knew how to talk to him, although he was gentle as a whisper and not a bit aggressive.

He is certainly not afraid that he will not keep his promises.

“What can you do?” Phoenix asked.

He really wanted to unravel his visions so that he could know if his desires for Bailu were the cause of the curse on his body.

“Is Wan Wan willing to talk to me about redeeming her?” Mias wants a definitive answer.

After all, helping him remove his visions is not an easy task.

Feng Qingtian sneered: “I'm afraid you're not qualified to negotiate with this king. ”

His voice had just fallen, a group of black men in ghosts appeared to surround Mias, and the cold inky sword in his hand emitted a glow.

Mias instantly felt oppressed by powerful spiritual power.

He frowned slightly, he knew he was strong, but he just didn't expect to be strong enough.

These ghosts, he can't feel their spiritual power.

“Take it down and serve until he says it's useful.” Phoenix ordered coldly.

Trying to rob people with him. Was he too low-key all these years?

Everyone thought they could fight him.

Mias naturally couldn't have grabbed him with his bare hands, pulled out his sword, prepared to let go, but suddenly felt a crack in his head, a cold nose, and the blood bled out.

Toxic in this hall?

“You... make the bomb.” Mias had a bit of a breakdown.

He rarely deals with humans, and when he encounters humans, he also fights with strength, and he never plays with them.

Master said humans are particularly slippery and taught him many ways to prevent them.

But I was so worried about the human girl that I forgot to be alert to the surrounding environment.

He didn't even notice how he poisoned it.

“The king just wants Gu Bailu to rest in peace.” Phoenix stood up and glanced at him: “The fight was too noisy. ”

Phoenix turned around and walked back to the screen.

A bunch of ghosts quietly took Mias down.

Phoenix returned to the bed and sat down. She looked at Gu Bailu, whose face had regained its redness. Her eyes swept through her snow and white neck, which appeared outside the bed sheet.