The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

Cold glanced at the hands that grabbed his arms, disgusted, dumped the inky hand away, one sat at the corner of the sedan, lowered his eyebrows, and never looked at the inky tilt.

Ink Tin Ben got angry and spent 10,000 taels of silver to throw a flower head. The ladies found out, they would laugh at me. It was all the fault of that idiot Ink Tin. Without her, I couldn't have spent ten times as much on a flower head. He dared to abandon her and shake off her hand.

“How dare you look at me?” Ink sat beside the cold, his hands tightly grabbed his arm, Qingxiu's face stained with anger and * * * * fire, "Do you know how much silver the princess spent to throw you as a flower maker? In the future, your price will be much higher every night than those men, and you can't thank the princess enough. Serve the princess well tonight, she might consider buying you back from the kiln to make a nuan bed! ”

Seeing the cold still bowing his head, Ink's temper was not good. Pulling out the sword hanging from his body, he stood against his shoulder and laughed: “Don't give face, what do you think you are? The princess is talking to you because she can see you, follow me, and pretend to be noble. ”

“Boom” sounded softly, the carriage stopped sharply, the ink poured an unstable, the sword deep into the cold shoulder, blood suddenly stained the surrounding collar red.

Munchkin was furious, lifted the curtains, and shouted, “How can you drive? Do you want to die? ”

“Princess, princess, yes, someone stopped the road. ”

Ink snorted and looked forward. In the dark of the night, two figures stood in silence. “Who? How dare you block the Princess's path? ”

After a breeze, the guard waitress with the ink tape fainted away even the driver, and the figure gradually appeared.

“It's you." Ink pulled out the sword stabbed on his cold shoulder, chilling and groaning. She held the sword in her hands, pointing to the shadow of the dark, and retreated to the car in horror. "You, you, what do you want? ”

“Sister, I remember I just ordered you, if you point your sword at me again, then you will bear the consequences!” The ink poured slowly and approached the pace, the tone was slightly toned, but there was no smile on his face, and he looked at the ink so cold.

At this time, the glass really made Ink feel the smell of death. Especially when the servant guards around her fainted silently and made Ink shudder. She hurriedly threw her sword beside her and said, “Six Sisters, I, I forgot for a moment. Just pretend you didn't see it, sister really didn't mean to point the sword at you. ”

“Oh, but you did have your sword pointed at me!” Ink leaned slightly at Phoenix's eyes and teased him. After that, he asked Yueyao standing beside him: “Yueyao, don't you think? ”

Yue Yao held his smile by his side, respectfully leaning towards Ink and answering: "Yes, the slave saw the great princess with her sword pointed at you. ”

“Sister, what are we going to do?” With a smile in the corner of her eye, she leaned one step closer to the ink.

When Munchkin saw the ink pouring less than a step away from him, he flashed in his black eyes, grabbed the sword thrown aside, stabbed it hard towards the ink glass, and smiled: “Tell you idiot to scare me, dare to rob the man I love, to die! ”

“Boo!” A mockery appeared in the ink-dyed eyes, stretching out her long, white fingers, gently bouncing, the sword flew out of the ink and fell to the ground!

Ink's eyes widened and he looked at Ink's glass incredibly, “You, you know martial arts? How could you possibly do martial arts? ”

“Sister, what can I do to punish you?” Ink Tilt did not answer the question of Ink Tilt, his eyes were slight, and he said faintly, "Like you punished the wind and dust spirit, how about you? ”

“Don't ~ ~ ~ ~" a sharp scream echoed in the empty streets.