The Bloody Love Song of the Vengeful Princess

When Zi Che Yilu walked into the dance venue, everyone gave way one after another, but a few pairs of eyes kept staring at her, namely Dongfang Mingxuan and others.

"It's the burial, it's really very temperamental." Han Mengyi said while tugging at the corner of Zhong Lihe's clothes.

"Yeah, yes." Facing Han Mengyi, Zhong Lihe was always obedient.

"Zi is really a genius. It is said that she is the same age as us. She is the world's top killer and the leader of the 'killing' gang. She is amazing." Lan Yueyi also admires Zan.

"She is very familiar, but there is also a sense of strangeness" Dongfang Mingxuan muttered in a low voice, but Mo Aiying still heard it.

To be honest, Mo Aiying was jealous of her from the bottom of her heart, but because Mo Aiying was just an ordinary young lady who didn't know anything about the underworld, the following incident happened.

"Xuan, who is she, why can she wear a mask?" Mo Aiying said idiotically, "Xuan, I want to wear one too."

The sound was neither loud nor small, and everyone in the venue heard it.

"Idiot" by Lan Yueyi.

"God bless, the funeral will not blow up the venue, Amen" by Han Mengyi.

"You ask for more blessings" by Dongfang Mingxuan

The three of them thought at the same time. . .

"Miss Mo, are you talking about me?" Zi Che Yilu's aura really scared Mo Aiying, but she still maintained her face in front of Xuan.

"Yes, it's you, you didn't see anyone here wearing a mask, why are you wearing a mask?" Mo Aiying said still not afraid of death.

"You are the first one who dared to talk to me like this, I can only say that you are very brave," Zan still said coldly.

"You... what do you mean?" Mo Aiying also stuttered when she heard her say that.

"You'll know sooner or later." After saying that, Zan left and sat on the second chair on the stage.

Of course, the first chair is the former mafia supreme - Feng Phantom.

"Xuan, she... who is he?" Mo Aiying asked the surprised Dongfang Mingxuan.

"She is Zan..." Dongfang Mingxuan hadn't come out of the surprise just now, Zan didn't lose his temper, so he just let Mo Aiying go?

"Who is buried?"

"Jian is the master of the underworld, the eternal supreme. People in the underworld are afraid of her when they see her. No one dares to provoke her, and no one dares to talk back to her."

"Then...then what should I do, she...will she...kill me?"

"You can't tell, it depends on her mood." Han Mengyi looked very understanding.

"Xi, she is really familiar with her," Ni Shiying said to Mu Shengxi a little uneasy.

"Shiying, you must be thinking too much. We haven't messed with anyone, so what if we are familiar with each other." Mu Shengxi comforted Ni Shiying, and a picture flashed before his eyes, it was a naive little girl, Ai Zixin.

He would never have thought that the bloodthirsty 'buried' in front of him was that innocent little girl back then, Ai Zixin.

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