Fatal Concubine

Chapter 21 My Woman
Because the person who closed his eyes opened his eyes, those hell-like eyes made all the air around him condense, those eyes were extremely unsuitable for her age, making people indescribably fearful and weird.

Chaser Ling stood up slowly. At this time, she was wearing a black robe, her hair was combed straight, and she was completely masculine.

"You are very noisy." There was an incomparably cold look in his eyes, but his voice was incomparably indifferent, like the wind and sand blowing up and returning to calm in an instant, making people feel that even the fear was weird. Why did such a clear and indifferent sentence make them feel Cold wind blowing into every part of the body?
"You...you lowly slave, dare to talk to this princess like this, don't you want to live, don't you think that if Nangong Yu saved you, you can use your power to tell you, if you offend this princess, believe it or not Throw you into the tiger's den."

Nangong Ya shivered tremblingly at first, her eyes scared her, but after thinking about it, she was just a slave, her majestic princess was afraid of him, wouldn't it make her too shameless.

Nangong He glared angrily. Nangong Ya just wanted to speak, but couldn't. What happened around her made her dumbfounded.

"Snapped."

As soon as the vicious words fell, a loud slap landed on her face, Nangong Ya's face was turned aside by the slap, and a blush rose instantly on her face.

There was a moment of silence by the lotus pond.

Nangong He looked at Nangong Ya and then at Chasing Yeling. She didn't know what was going on, but neither Chasing Yeling nor she did anything. Could it be that there was a third person by the lotus pond?
"Do you dare to hit me?" After a brief silence, Nangong Ya covered her beaten face and looked at Nangong He who was standing next to her. Her pretty face was twisted. There were only the three of them by the lotus pond, and the slave stood opposite her. It was absolutely impossible to beat her if she was just a few steps away, so she pointed the finger at Nangong He.

"I didn't." Nangong He's eyes glowed suspiciously, and he denied it.

"You still want to play tricks, isn't it you who is out of the ghost..."

"Slap." Before Nangongya could finish her words, another clear slap sounded. Nangongya staggered from the slap and fell to the ground. The face on the other side turned red instantly, and two clear slap prints appeared on the ground. above the cheeks.

"Who is it? Dare to beat this princess, I will destroy your nine clans." Nangong Ya's eyes were like snakes and scorpions, and she looked around. Just now, Nangong He didn't make a move, so who else would it be?

A pair of eyes wandered around, and finally landed on Zhu Yeling's body, it was him, it must be him.

"It's you, damn slave, I want you to die without a whole body..." Nangong Ya stood up staggeringly, not killing him, it was difficult to dispel the anger in her heart.

Chasing Yeling glanced at her without a trace of warmth, and then used some kind of movement method, moved like lightning, and touched Nangong Ya's neck with her fingers. When she looked again, she had returned to her original position, and said coldly: "People don't offend me, I don't offend others, but since you provoke me, you have to pay the price. Remember, I want to kill you easily."

After hearing this, Nangong He looked at Nangong Ya reflexively, and saw a pair of eyes looking at her as if asking for help, but when he turned to Chasing Wild Spirit, his eyes were full of hatred.

"What... what's wrong with this?" Nangong He asked in surprise, the person in front of him was cold from the very beginning, cold?Is it really cold?She felt that he was lonely, and she felt that he needed warmth.

Chasing Yeling just said with a blank face: "She is very noisy, I just sealed her mouth. If I don't know how to control my mouth, I am very happy to make her never speak."

Although the voice is light, it carries incomparable authenticity. No one can doubt his authenticity. She will definitely do what she says...

"You seem to be younger than me, but your kung fu is so powerful. Hey, how did you do it?" After Nangong He was surprised, he didn't hide his admiration, and quietly moved to Chayer Ling's side, and said in a very low voice : "I hate her so much. You're the first person to treat her like this." After finishing speaking, she winked at Chaser Ling.

Chaser Ling always hated being close to people, but he had a crush on Nangong He, so he nodded and smiled at her without hesitation. In an instant, he was so beautiful that people could forget everything else, and even the blooming lotus was almost ashamed together.

Nangong He's face flushed, she was almost insane.

Chasing Wild Spirit had a huge upper hand today, and she didn't want to waste time with Nangong Ya, so she waved her hand like a breeze and brushed Nangong Ya's body, then turned and walked towards the room.

Here, Nangong Ya's anger made her blood red eyes. Since she was a child, when she was humiliated like this and killed her, she kept talking about killing her in her mind.

"If you want to leave, I'll kill you." Nangong Ya yelled, pulled out a golden hairpin from her head, and inserted it towards Zhu Yeling's back.

"Get out of the way..." Nangong He exclaimed.

For the assassination coming from behind, Chasing Wild Ling just raised a bloodthirsty smile, she was really challenging her limit, bending down and pulling out the short knife on her leg.

Turning around, the dagger flew obliquely, and followed the dagger.

Move and rotate, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This movement was so perfect that it was almost invisible.

Nangong Ya in front of her eyes seemed to have lost her soul, she was so frightened that she fell to the ground, looking at the short knife in front of her, trembling.

Just a moment ago, she deeply felt a murderous aura that penetrated into the bone marrow, and she clearly felt the coldness of the short knife. At this moment, she was extremely afraid of the slave in front of her.

"Forget, what I said? It's easy to kill you." Zhu Ye Ling's eyes were full of murderous intentions, questioning her words, damn it, she gave her a chance, but she didn't know how to grasp it, so don't blame her.

The dagger was on her Bojin, and if she pushed a little harder, she would be dead.

Nangong Ya's face was pale, she didn't want to die, she didn't want to die yet.

"Ding..." A clear and clear voice sounded suddenly, and the dagger that was supposed to kill Nangong Ya was abruptly pushed away.

Zhu Yeling's dagger fell to the ground, and she took a few steps back. Her skill still hadn't fully recovered. It's ridiculous that someone picked out the dagger.

Nangong Ya looked at the person who shot, and immediately let out a sigh of relief, and hid beside the Second Prince.

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, this slave is going to kill me, quickly execute her." Wei Wei's anxious and frightened voice sounded coquettish.

"Ya'er, it's too nonsense." A deep voice sounded, it was Naer Wangye Nangonghan.

Accompanied by Nangong Han's voice, almost inaudible footsteps came over, an arm was wrapped around her waist, and Zhu Yeling knew that it was Nangong Yu's hand.

Nangong Yu's eyes were so deep that they almost merged with the dazzling sunlight.

"Brother Huang, Ya'er didn't mess around. It was this slave who humiliated me and wanted to kill me. Brother Huang, kill her quickly." Nangong Ya wiped her tears with her sleeves, tears hung on her charming face, Let anyone look at it and feel that they have been wronged.

(End of this chapter)