After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince

Chapter 1165 Manipulation
Looking at her empty eyes, Li Chonghua sighed slightly, and had to admit in his heart that this time he had completely lost to the boy.

If a person has no low line and the most basic moral constraints, it is almost impossible for anyone to win him, unless that person has extraordinary strength himself, or uses extraordinary means.

The former Li Chonghua obviously lost the opportunity, so he can only use the second method, but how can he take down the boy in one fell swoop without hurting Wei Qianzi?

On the other side, Li Sinian saw King Nanyang being pressed by his beloved woman step by step, but there was nothing he could do, a smug smile appeared on his handsome face, and he raised his voice to urge him.

"Ah Zi, why are you still hesitating? Hurry up and do it."

He said lightly, but it fell into Wei Qianzi's ears, but it was an order that could not be disobeyed.

The sharp dagger was raised high without hesitation, and it was about to stab Li Chonghua's chest fiercely.

Li Chonghua reached out to stop her again, but this time it was not her wrist, but the blade of the dagger.

"Xue'er, wake up, I know that none of this was your original intention, so I won't blame you, even if I die in your hands, I have nothing to regret, but before I die, I still have something to say." I want to tell you something."

He spoke softly, regardless of whether Wei Qianzi could listen to his words.

Li Sinian on the side couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, Ah Zi has already fallen asleep. In her subconscious at the last moment, her deep sleep is the most powerful security guarantee for you, so even if you unlock her sleeping hole now, you still can't wake her up, unless it is I will order it myself to wake her up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Qianzi, who had empty eyes, seemed to feel the obstruction of the dagger in her hand, and wanted to pull it back with force, but was held tightly by Nanyang King, so she simply followed his strength and slammed forward push.

With this push, the tip of the dagger almost pierced Nanyang King's chest.

The dark red blood flowed slowly drop by drop along his fingers, and fell on the pink petals under the feet between the two of them, which was shocking.

There was a sticky and warm touch from the fingertips, Wei Qianzi seemed to be touched at the moment of success, her eyelashes flickered slightly, but there was still no sign of waking up.

Feeling the opponent's still beating heart, Wei Qianzi paused for a moment, then increased the strength in her hand, holding the dagger and pushing it forward fiercely.

After all, Li Chonghua had been seriously injured before, but now he couldn't resist the dagger she was holding with both hands with all her strength, and could only let the blade stab into her chest one by one.

Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, let out a muffled groan, and then staggered and leaned against a peach tree, and the dagger sank into his chest.

The jet-black hair fell down on both sides of his cheeks, and a trace of blood slowly oozes from the corners of his bright red lips. Against his pale and flawless skin, there is a kind of thrilling and poignant beauty.

He coughed lightly with both hands, let go slightly, let the dagger be stuck in his chest, and raised his hand to touch Wei Qianzi's cheek.

However, he didn't know whether it was lack of strength or he suddenly realized that his hand was covered with blood at this time, and he couldn't bear to stain her fair skin, and at the moment when he was about to touch her, it suddenly fell down slowly.

At the same time, his body could not help but slide slowly against the peach tree, with a bitter smile on his handsome face, and finally closed his eyes powerlessly.

Wei Qianzi's hand still maintained the movement of holding the dagger, but those empty eyes gradually recovered after the goal was achieved.

After she regained her consciousness completely, she saw that her hands were covered with wet and sticky blood, while the King of Nanyang was lying at her feet with the familiar dagger stuck in her chest. Wei Qianzi finally understood what happened. what.

She cried out in pain, wilted on the ground, tears burst out instantly, her bluffed hands stopped in front of King Nanyang with nowhere to rest, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence in her mouth.

"Why...why is this happening?"

(End of this chapter)