The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 5
Suddenly there was a round of bright moon rising, with Huangfu Xi as the center, the moonlight spread like a veil, where the water that was originally turbulent and tidal suddenly calmed down, like a layer of ice crystals condensed.

"Mingyuexin, you actually practiced into Mingyuexin!" The masked man in Tsing Yi paused with his long sword, his slightly hoarse voice was full of surprise and a little bit of disappointment.

The light in Huangfu's eyes was as cold as the moonlight on a snow-capped mountain, and with a flick of his fingertips, the moonlight suddenly burst.

The masked man in Tsing Yi raised his long sword, and he swept up like a flying bird. Behind him, the layer of ice crystals that had condensed on the surface of the lake was peeled off strangely, like a net woven by moonlight and shattered snow. Scroll between heaven and earth.

Wherever it passed, the air screamed like tears, and large and small eddies arose on the surface of the lake.

Shui Qianxun only felt a pain in his head, his thoughts were distracted, his invisible light clothing lost control, and he returned to the shape of a silver collar, showing his figure.She had a bad heart, kicked hard on the bottom of the lake, and accelerated to swim far away, a little farther away from that Huangfu Xuneng.

The masked man in green who was flying over caught a glimpse of a young girl emerging from the lake out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly let out a long laugh: "Junior Sister, do it!"

Shui Qianxun suddenly felt her waist tighten, as if bound by an invisible filament, and then, a strong force came, and her body was thrown out instantly, hitting Huangfu Xun.

With a movement of Huangfu's wrist, his sleeves slid down slowly, like floating snow floating on the lake, his semi-exposed, slender hand was as delicate as a jade carving, and a black jade ring was wrapped around his slender index finger, which flowed gracefully.

The starlight at night, the beautiful mountains and lakes instantly become a dark background.

From the masked man in green flying up, to the vortex in the lake, to Shui Qianxun's appearance and crashing into Huangfu, it was just a flash.

But everything suddenly turned into a slow motion, only the slender fingers were like the first blooming of the dark night, the black jade ring on the finger was shining, and a white silk handkerchief slipped out of the wrist.

Two fingers pinched the back of Shui Qianxun's neck through the white silk handkerchief, and lifted her up high. His wrists like jade sculptures were stretched straight, and the slender fingers were also stretched straight, trying to distance himself from Shui Qianxun as far as possible. .

A look of disgust.

Just such a delay, the masked man in blue disappeared without a trace, and in the silence of the empty mountain, there seemed to be a faint echo, "Junior Sister, do it... Do it"

Move your sister's hand, who is your junior sister!
Shui Qianxun scolded the eighteen generations of the masked man's ancestors in his heart.

Now I'm afraid I can't speak clearly.

The nose smells a faint aroma, like a mixture of manju and ambergris, with a subtle sense of beauty and mystery in the quiet and elegant.

She glanced sideways, just in time to see the white silk handkerchief on Huangfu's finger, Emma, ​​do you still think my sister is dirty?Could this be the severe cleanser mentioned on the Internet?
Huangfu held Shui Qianxun freely, the girl's wet black hair drooped down, covering most of her face, only huge and black eyes could be seen, as clear as gemstones raised in clear water, there was a hint of cunning in the movement of her eyes meaning.

"Hi, handsome guy, my name is Shui Qianxun. I'm not an assassin, and I don't know the assassin who called me my junior sister. This is really just a misunderstanding..." Shui Qianxun pursed her red lips and decided to work hard. Explain.

Although the possibility of turning an enemy into a friend is not high, you have to try it. How will you know if you can succeed if you don't try?

"I know." Huangfu Zi said leisurely.

"Ah, did you see it? You are so wise and powerful. My admiration for you is like the water of the Yellow River, and it can't be stopped..." Shui Qianxun burst into tears, there are still many good people in the world If it wasn't for being unable to move, Shui Qianxun would have liked to hug Huangfu and poke him.

But why are the fingers at the back of the neck slowly tightening?Shui Qianxun could almost hear the crackling of bones.

"Hey, you all know that I'm not an assassin anymore, let go, ahem..." Shui Qianxun felt a ray of chill penetrate into his limbs from the fingers separated by the silk handkerchief, and the blood in the joints seemed to be frozen live.

"Whether you are an assassin or not has anything to do with whether Bengong kills you or not?" Huangfu's eyes were cold and his voice was faint, as if what was going to be crushed to death was not a person, but an ant.

"Bastard!" Shui Qianxun almost vomited blood. Would an adventurer who roamed the interstellar world be pinched to death by an ancient male on Earth?The earth is really her nemesis.

Between life and death.

Shui Qianxun suddenly pursed her plump red lips, and spit on Huangfu's white wrist.

She felt the fingers pinching the back of her neck stiffen suddenly.

There's a lot of buzz!

The lake is surging!

Shui Qianxun was thrown out violently, and fell heavily to Mo Shuang's feet, and there was a sound of vomiting behind him.For the first time, she felt that the sound of vomiting was more beautiful than Xianle.Even though she couldn't move her limbs and her butt was almost broken into eight petals, there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At least she is still alive now, moreover, she has severely disgusted this severe cleanliness patient.

It's worth it for a mouthful of saliva in exchange for this result!

His Royal Highness, who had finally finished vomiting, rushed back to the chariot like the wind, and there was a rare hint of irritability in his usually clear and light voice: "Go back to the other courtyard, prepare water, and take a bath!"

Mo Shuang picked up Shui Qianxun: "Master, should the assassin be sent as flower fertilizer or thrown into the leopard room?"

"Dead people are not fun." Huangfu Xun's voice was light, unable to hear any emotion, but everyone present could not help but shudder.

(End of this chapter)