Spotted By the Hero’s Villain’s Mother

    Leng Si tentatively decided to personally supervise this so-called reformed little human.

    'The little human kept saying that he was of high moral character, and should take the initiative to follow Prince Lengsi to get a good edification and leave Iman. ’

    'If Prince Lengsi ordered the little human to accompany Prince Lengsi, it would appear that Prince Lengsi couldn't wait to keep the little human. ’

    In short, Prince Lengs has no idea of ​​being with the little human, the only thing she wants to do is to watch over this morally corrupt human.

    Leng Si, who was unwilling to take the initiative to speak, but in the bottom of her heart, hoped that Ju Yao would follow her and hope that the little human would have some eyesight.

    Ju Xianyang's cool eyes fell on her, is Leng Simei thinking about her reasonable guess?

    "Goodbye." Leng Si left this sentence and was about to leave.

    The little human in front of her just looked at her and did not respond.

    'The little man didn't say good night. ’

    Ju Yao was still surprised that Leng Si was leaving so soon, maybe something happened, there was no way her reasonable suspicion angered the beauty.

    Leng Si lowered his eyelashes, 'The little human is still in a daze. ’

    'It's just a good night anyway, and Prince Lengs doesn't need to hear such a polite word. ’

    "Don't stay up late." Leng Si's voice just finished, and the figure disappeared in front of Ju Yao.

    Ju Yao nodded, "Okay, good night beauty."

    I don't know if Leng Simei heard it.

    Iman's initial nervousness and fear were completely replaced by shock and surprise.

     "Ju Yao, what is your relationship with Lord Leng Si?"

    "It's up to Lengs."

    Ju Yao went to Iman's room to check on her poor yellow/virus-infested tablet.

    Iman stood behind Juyao, her heart had already turned upside down, how could the terrifying and dreadful breath of Lord Lengsi just now?

    Or Ju Yao, who exudes an unruly light, can dilute all seriousness?

    "When you just framed Lord Leng Si, I sweated for you, but Master Leng Si was not angry." Iman had lingering fears.

    "Really? I'm just doubting it, not framing it. We must be rigorous in our actions and in our words."

    This **** tablet, as Iman said, will have a yellow/web site pop up like a spring, and then entangle like a dog skin plaster, and it will continue to pop out not long after it is closed. Ju Yao sent an installation package to the tablet with her mobile phone. After a few minutes of downloading and installing, her tablet was finally pure.

    In order to prevent the device from being monitored and viewed, Ju Yao specially set the device so that if someone steals her information, no matter what she chooses, she will jump to the bad website. The only disadvantage is that her device will also become trouble.

    Iman doesn't know about these things, and just regards it as the retribution that Ju Yao often suffers from seeing beautiful women.

    ·

    Ju Yao is not a person who goes to bed early and rises early. The beauty wants her to stay up late, then she…

    At twelve o'clock in the evening, Ju Yao lay in bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and closed her eyes to sleep.

    The dark room was very quiet. Going to bed at 12 o'clock already belonged to the category of staying up late, but it was a big improvement for Ju Yao.

    As if her ears were ringing, she heard a call.

    Ju Yao opened her eyes and listened carefully to the sound in the bedroom, but she heard nothing, only the sound she made in the whole room.

    Closed his eyes and fell asleep again, and not long after that, the call from afar lingered into Ju Yao's brain.

    The voice is not unpleasant, it is the voice of a young woman, sweet and penetrating, it is reasonable for Ju Yao to fall asleep with this noise.

     But Ju Yao could hear clearly what "she" called, "she"'s impatient and impatient voice came from all directions, echoing loudly.

    "Take your life."

    Ju Yao opened his eyes abruptly, and the whole body glowed in the darkness, exuding a dangerous and life-threatening aura.

    The whole body of the sickle glows, the crescent-shaped blade is thin and sharp, with a cold light, the pattern on the long silver handle is clear, the skull and the angel hug each other, and the wings and ribs touch.

    The tip of the knife is just above Yao's forehead, and the nearly two-meter-high sickle may be enough to smash Ju Yao to death.

    "Hello." Ju Yao greeted the sickle, "Is your master Maggie there?"

    She didn't feel the smell of blood in the house.

    The sickle didn't answer Ju Yao, and Ju Yao didn't expect the sickle to tell her.

    Ju Yao felt the anger emanating from the scythe. If the anger could reveal it, it would burn brighter than the scythe itself.

    Ju Yao closed her eyes, she did not dare to get up and send her forehead up.

    There is no longer a distant call, no woman's faint voice of life.

    Only a ragged, chaotic hum, like hysterical fury, berating the guiltless—why don't you come back? Why? Why? Why are you leaving me?

    Ju Yao couldn't stand it anymore and looked at the sickle again.

    The sickle is no longer motionless, the whole body vibrates constantly, there is no rhythm, the frequency is chaotic, and there is a tendency to kill with a knife.

     Standing on the tip of fate's knife, Ju Yao stretched out his hand from the bed, holding the trembling handle, the silver handle of the sickle was cold, like an iron door in the cold winter.

    The sickle stopped shaking.

    The temperature of Ben's warm hands under the blanket dropped rapidly, she turned on the light and began to observe the sickle that was desperately trying to kill her.

    ·

    "Leng Si, please forgive me, the sickle suddenly went crazy and flew away in a hurry. It has not been found yet."

    Maggie's hands were clasped beside her, and she hadn't been separated from it since she got the scythe. The sickle was impatient and difficult to tame at the beginning. She had been with it for a long time, and the sickle slowly obeyed her instructions. She got along with the sickle more like a friend. It was the only person she could talk to, although it was most of the time. They are all sarcastic.

    Leng Si knew that this sickle had spirituality, and its intelligence was higher than that of a demon cat.

    Just one sentence, no operation, the only thing the sickle can do is drink blood.

    This sickle has a lifespan of a thousand years and was forged by Ezti.

    The sickle suddenly lost its mind and left, away from the master, this sickle may go to find prey.

    Before Maggie heard Leng Si's order, Leng Si disappeared in front of her, she reacted suddenly, and went to the hotel room where Ju Yao was.

    This human being who received the special treatment of Lord Leng Si may now be killed and his head will fall.

    The bloodthirsty scythe has some inexplicable obsession with Ju Yao's head.

    She sensed the power of the sickle and located the room where Ju Yao was.

    Maggie saw her precious sickle, the room was fresh, there was no **** smell, Ju Yao's head was still on her neck, the words she said and the things she did successfully made Maggie want to send him to Ju Yao in person Hit the road.

    Ju Yao sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, his fingers slowly stroked the patterned handle, his eyes wandering over the pattern, "Scythe, you are so beautiful, you are not only a A powerful weapon, a noble and beautiful work of art, and an antique treasure with a historical charm."

    The carving skills are exquisite, the images are vivid, full of layers and beauty, especially the roses in circles and circles above, like a sea of ​​flowers in the air.

    'Nothing happened to the little man. ’

    Leng Si felt that she was worried about the safety of this little human.

    ‘It should be a little human who is not afraid of death, not enough to make Prince Lengsi pay more attention to life and death. ’

    So what Maggie wants to do to the little human, Prince Lengs will not interfere.

    Maggie's dead eyes were filled with the anger of the living, and her hands trembled with anger.

    Ju Yao was calming down the anger that came from the sickle, and suddenly noticed Leng Si, who was no longer hiding his breath, and raised his head to greet Leng Si at the foot of the bed: "Leng Si, good evening, you Did you come to me in sleepless nights?"

    Leng Si walked to the bed and glanced at the sickle that was placed on Ju Yao's lap and was about the length of the bed.

    'I don't know what to do if you dare to come to the little human in the middle of the night. ’

    The sickle in Ju Yao's hand suddenly became honest, moving and making no sound, more like a sickle than a sickle that cuts leeks.

    "Maggie's sickle came to me for some reason." Ju Yao picked up the sickle and wanted to hand it back to Maggie.

    Look at it, God, Maggie's expression is going to kill her, it's even worse than the previous sickle.

    Looks like she stole Maggie's wife away.

    Maggie reached out to take her scythe baby.

    The sickle hummed in resistance.

    "This..." Ju Yao found that the sickle in her hand was quite cold, she lowered her head to comfort, "Good sickle, your mother is going to take you home."

    Maggie: "..." She's not Scythe's mother.

    Maggie looked at the sickle resentfully, her eyes full of helplessness under her thick bangs, and her already dejected face made her look like a poor woman whose wife was robbed.

    The sickle also protested with words that others could not understand, it is not Maggie's child, Maggie does not deserve it!

    When the sickle vibrated again, a rose carved on the handle of the knife kept dangling in Ju Yao's sight.

    This rose has a complex pattern, and it is different from the sea of ​​roses on the top. It is a single branch, and it is also the only picture in the handle that has no relative objects.

    From top to bottom, the pattern of this rose seems to outline two old characters that were used thousands of years ago—beauty.

    Beauty?

    "Beauty?"

    Ju Yao thought that the scythe and her fate were not shallow, but it should be a coincidence, who would be like her?

    Leng Si's eyes on Ju Yao gradually deepened.

    'The little human called a beauty to a sickle. ’

    Maggie is also furious, this Ju Yao is not only rude to Lord Lengsi, but also to her sickle baby! Is her scythe one of those who can be easily tricked?

    Maggie stretched out her pale hand, and the obedient sickle no longer jumped back into her hand.

    The sickle seemed to hesitate, it swayed and wobbled.

    "Did you bully it?" Ju Yao asked Maggie.

    "No, what Ecstasy did you give it?" Maggie retorted.

    Leng Si didn't want to hear Maggie and Ju Yao compete for jealousy over a grumpy sickle and engage in useless favoritism.

    'The little human should sleep now. ’

    Leng Si looked at the sickle with two feet in warning, grabbed the sickle in one hand, and the sickle instantly became more honest than Ju Yao, becoming a sickle waiting for orders, disappearing in the cold hands.

    She found that the sickle had traces of being manipulated.

    The Ezti family's own blood clan is very weak, but it can inject its own abilities into a specific "container", giving the container "spirituality", and the demon cat was born.

    The sickle is the most successful and powerful container forged by Ezti thousands of years ago for the savior. After the first owner left, the sickle's temper became violent and difficult to tame. Ezti gave the sickle to Leng Si, and Leng Si could use her strength to make the sickle obedient. Later, as Leng Si’s strength increased, the sickle could not provide her with more help. She no longer needed the sickle, and instead gave the sickle to her. Maggie.

    It took Maggie a long time to get the scythe to obey.

    'It's a miracle that the little human can make the sickle obedient. It seems that the sickle will also be deceived by sweet words. ’

    Leng Si made a final decision, "I will temporarily accept the sickle."

    Maggie was relieved, at least the sickle did not follow Ju Yao.

    Maggie left with discernment, Ju Yao sat on the bed and looked at Leng Si who was still standing beside the bed.

    It doesn't seem very good to take the initiative to ask Leng Simei to leave.

    Waiting for the Lengsi beauty to leave, but the beauty did not make any movement.

    It feels weird to look at each other.

    Ju Yao moved to the side, vacating half of the space, and patted the big bed, "It's all here, why don't you take a seat?"

    Leng Si's ears under her long hair were dyed red, she squinted her eyes, and her voice was full of warning: "Turn off the lights and sleep."

    "Do you want to turn off the lights to sleep? Good." Ju Yao pulled the quilt halfway.

    She raised her head, Leng Simei not only did not feel her kindness, but when she looked at her, she was looking at a pervert.