Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 12 He is planning.2
Looking at Bei Jue's eyes with a faint dangerous aura, Ye Qizhu suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and felt depressed and wanted to burrow into the ground.

Why does this unspeakable thing happen to her and this little thief every time?
"Why are you haunted? You are everywhere!" Ye Qizhu couldn't help but choke.

Bei Jue raised his brows slightly.

She will report to the wicked first.

Grabbing Ye Qizhu's half-raised wrist, Bei Jue lowered his head: "When will we not see you again, young master is impatient, and the enthusiasm remains the same."

Immediately, Ye Qizhu's embarrassing face immediately turned red to the base of his neck, and he quickly broke free from his wrist, hid back, and gritted his teeth: "Hmph, when we don't see each other, the little thief is still uttering wild words, as shameless as ever!"

Before Ye Qizhu finished speaking, Bei Jue's eyes were filled with a more dangerous awe.

After finally stabilizing the frenzied horse, Dongqing Donglin pulled out her sword and chased after the sedan chair.

"Bold and lunatic, he offended the prince, come out and accept the crime!"

Lord?

There is only one prince in the imperial city, and that is the regent who lives in seclusion.

Startled for a while, Ye Qizhu didn't react for a while, but when she faced Shang Beijue's haughty and cold face, a Ling Ran thought roared and split the confusion in her head, followed by her heart immediately Shen, the whole person was startled.

"It's okay, back off."

Hearing Bei Jue's indifferent and cold voice, Dongqing Donglin sheathed her sword and bowed to salute, hastily retreating a few meters away.

Immediately, Ye Qizhu immediately felt a chill on the back of his spine, and his hairs stood on end.

Swallowing her throat forcefully, Ye Qizhu was still a little dazed, but subconsciously smiled coyly, and hurriedly moved towards the sedan chair: "Ah, I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent to do, so... Let's reminisce about the old days with the prince, and leave."

After speaking, she quickly turned around and was about to run.

But before she could step out, a strong and powerful arm unhurriedly stretched out from behind, immediately wrapped her around her, and then fell into the embrace that almost suffocated her. .

Looking at those trembling but sullen eyes, Bei Jue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Unfortunately, this king wants to tell you something."

Clenching his fists tightly, Ye Qizhu felt the undeniable awe in the surroundings, and watched Bei Jue vigilantly without showing any joy or sorrow.

The air was so thin that it was difficult for her to breathe, and she was beating gongs and drums in her heart, and she almost played the song Flying Daggers.

May I ask, can Ye Qizhu be more unlucky?
On the one hand, he offended the uncle's mansion, and on the other hand, the little thief suddenly became the king regent who is under one man and over ten thousand... No, it's better to find an opportunity to run away as soon as possible!
As if aware of the small calculations of the person in front of him, Bei Jue, who was staring silently, suddenly leaned in front of Ye Qizhu again, then raised his left arm, and pressed it against the wooden railing beside her.

Looking at each other at such a close distance, the surroundings are instantly quiet, as if everything outside the sedan chair is retreating away.

Ye Qizhu glanced at the way blocked by Bei Jue from the corner of her eye, she sank, and had to break the silence that made her almost suffocate.

"My lord, what exactly do you want to talk about?"

Bei Jue immediately narrowed his narrow and cold eyes slightly, and a dark light flashed quickly in the dark pupils.

Zhang Qi thin lips:

"This king is an old man?"

Hearing Bei Jue's faint tone, Ye Qizhu suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning, and her body tensed tightly...

(End of this chapter)