The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Jiao Ying was wearing a thick black dress, with a black scarf of the same color on his head, dragging it under his shoulders. A black gauze covered her appearance, and only had a pair of angry eyes, exposed outside, like a catch The jealous jealous husband.

"Who are you? Do I know you? Who do I want, and what is your relationship with you?" The woman's eyes were a bit familiar. He should have seen her, but Ziyi couldn't guess who she was?

For women who don't care, Ziyi never cares, there is no need for that.

Lan Fuling hated others calling her cheap maid, it was like a shame nail, long nailed to her, let her hate the bloody flesh to remove this shame nail.

Seeing that it was about to succeed, this dead woman who came out there misunderstood her good deeds.

Lan Fuling endured the severe pain in the body and said coldly to Jiao Ying: "Did you hear? Zi Gongzi said that he has nothing to do with me, and you have nothing to do with you, don't think you will work hard, you can You can do whatever you want here. This is Feng Mansion, not where you spread your wildness. If you are acquainted, get out now and wait for the guards of Feng Mansion to come later. If you want to go, there is no chance. You will die. Miserable."

If possible, Lan Fuling wanted to get up and slapped the black slut hard. The slut broke her to death. It was really annoying.

Jiao Ying suddenly turned his face, staring at Lan Fuling ecstatically: "I don't know anything about life or death."

As soon as her words fell, her figure moved to Lan Fuling's side, looking down on the terrified maid with terrified eyes on the ground. The white body of the maid was like a disgusting maggot in her eyes.

She stepped on Lan Fuling's chest and squashed it white, and heard Lan Fuling's painful heartbreaking screams, and her dark eyes showed a happy smile: "Just like this shabby thing, dare Here are the big words? Also deserve to seduce my purple clothes?"

When she talked about my purple clothes, her voice turned soft, like a lover's soft whisper, but the next moment she finished, she suddenly exerted force under her feet, and her toes ruthlessly trampled the blue poria.

She has never been afraid of anyone, not to mention that now she is not afraid of the useless guards of Fengfu, even the former she, nor anyone in Fengfu.

The threat of this cheap maid became extremely ridiculous in her ears.

The chest is the most vulnerable part of a woman. How can it stand up to such a step?

Lan Fuling's chest was about to be trampled, her pain was almost fainting, her throat was dumb, and her lips unknowingly flowed bright red blood lines, but there was no guard to come to rescue her, no guard came to kill this murderous black Clothing slut.

Lan Fuling seems to have forgotten that Ziyi's residence is not guarded, and because of this, she dared to use Ziyi's crooked brains and wanted to cook rice with him, Ziyi had to ask her.

Lan Fuling suddenly thought of Ziyi. Her help-seeking eyes looked at Ziyi, and said painfully, "Zi Gongzi save me". Her cry suddenly became even worse.

The slut in black increased the force on her feet, and her sternum was about to be stomped off.

But this is not the most painful and desperate. The most desperate is Ziyi sitting on the bed. Seeing her miserable state, her expression is indifferent, as if she doesn't care about her life or death at all.

"Save you?" Jiao Ying smiled eerily: "He is in a robbery, how can I save you? Unless he is dying. It's a pity that you don't even seem to have any weight in his heart. You maid, you Take a good look at Ziyi's expression, can he care about you a little?"

Jiao Ying withdrew her feet, grabbed Lan Fuling's hair, and pulled her head up, her cold sweat face facing the direction of Ziyi, so that Lan Fuling could see clearly.

Lan Fuling's scalp had a sharp pain, but it was far less than being trampled on the chest. Her face was pale as a ghost. Because the pain was so distorted, she was forced to look at Zi Yi's calm look. Lan Fuling's heart suddenly came with a dull pain, as if by Something pierced and nibbled, her eyes were hot and she shed tears of pain.

Knowing that you are wishful thinking, that you are too greedy and want to get something that is not yours, but you still feel heartbroken to death.

Is this God's punishment for her?

Jiao Ying is very happy. She most appreciates the indifferent expression of Ziyi who does not care about anyone.

She squatted down, took out a sharp dagger in her hand, and attached it to Lan Fuling's face with a vicious smile: "Your face can't catch his slightest pity, let me help you ruin it! There is no need to exist anymore."

Lan Fuling shook her head in horror, terrified: "No, don't want it"

Her dagger penetrated Lan Fuling's face. She brutally tortured Lan Fuling, like a demon in the world, with a dark glimmer in the cold eyes. What she could not get, no one deserves it, who dares When she touched, she ruined.

Suddenly, Ziyi's body swayed slightly, and he looked like a heavy blow. Jun's face was white again. He tried to ignore Lan Fuling's scream, but her voice still affected him.

Ziyi twisted her eyebrows tightly and looked at the black woman who was torturing Lan Fuling. This woman's method was cruel. She clearly didn't want to kill Lan Fuling immediately, but wanted to slowly put Lan Fuling in front of him. Tortured to death.

The purple-eyed phoenix's eyes sank. If this continues, it may be that Lan Fuling has not been tortured to death, so he died in a thunder.

The charming aroma in the beast furnace curled in, and the Snow Maiden sucked in a lot. After scratching the beautiful face of Lan Fuling, she found that her body changed subtlely, and the expression in her black yarn suddenly became strange.

At the beginning in the snowy mountains, her body was cold all year round. Without the slightest temperature, she had never experienced a rise in body temperature. What kind of experience is the blood warming?

Now, she felt it, she felt dry mouth and wanted a piece of ice to relieve the heat.

When Xue Nu's burning eyes stared at Ziyi, it was like Xinghuo had touched dry firewood, and she couldn't control her hair. She definitely wanted him to get rid of the heat.

Xue Nu throws away Lan Fuling's miserable face and hears Lan Fuling's hoarse, hoarse cry. She simply stabs her dagger into Lan Fuling's heart, which completely solved the trouble.

She walked in front of Ziyi and reached out to touch Ziyi's pale and beautiful face, her eyes blurred: "Ziyi, as long as you are willing to be my man, can I help you through the robbery?"

Zi Yi suddenly smiled enchantedly: "You dare not show your true face, how can I promise you?"

Xue Nu breathed a suffocation, her heart thumped with Zi Yi's words, and she seemed to forget how he hurt her once.

Xue Nu sighed, and the black veil flicked away half of her face. Gradually, the veil fell, and her entire face was exposed to Ziyi's eyes.