I love this villain who wears it quickly

Chapter 145 The Sick Young Master's Black Moonlight 3
Shi Huan had thought about it, if Ji Ye didn't see her, he would kill her with Bai.

Although this is also a low-level world, her soul power has increased, and Bai Zhan should be more powerful than ordinary swords.

Sitting in the cell, can only wait to die.

This body had nothing to do with Ji Ye. What she said just now was to delay the time from the jailer, and secondly, to attract the opposite sex by acting abnormally.

She asked Huo Er to investigate, and after the jailer delivered her words, there was a moment of silence, and Ji Ye actually ordered the jailer to take her to see him.

Huo Er glanced at the smile on Shi Huan's face, and reminded him in a low voice:
"Baby Huanhuan, don't be too happy. It may not be a good thing for him to see you."

Compared to this, Shi Huan realized a more important problem:
"Yi Huan used to suspect that Ji Ye and Bai Jinru had an affair. Is this true?"

As she said that, she squinted her eyes, and her slightly round almond pupils burst out with a dangerous light.

Gouzi, if you dare to hook up with other women, you are dead!
Huo'er: "It's hard to talk about feelings. If you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you didn't have it at that time. You can ask him yourself. Remember, you must adopt a gentle strategy. Mr. Ji Ye is nicknamed Young Master Yin Xiao, and a Xiao can resist thousands of troops." Kazuma, very powerful."

Ji Ye spent ten years in Donglan Country, keeping a low profile and honing his skills.

When the two countries were at war, he did not return to Xiliang.

Take a city directly on the border between the two countries and occupy the land as king.

He changed the name of the city to Chaoge City, but he didn't allow people to call him king or emperor, and called himself the young master.

Because he won a city with a silver Xiao, the outside world also called him the young master of Yinxiao.

Someone came, Shi Huan dragged his bruised body out after him.

She doesn't sympathize with Yi Huan.

This nine princesses acted recklessly, arrogantly, superficially and frivolously.

When you don't like it, you trample on it unscrupulously, leaving a wound on a child that will never be healed for the rest of your life.

Even later, she might have liked Ji Ye a little, but it was definitely not love, not even sincere.

Coveting Ji Ye's beauty was more of a pure desire to conquer what he couldn't get than feelings.

She has always felt: You can like and conquer, but you can't use these reasons to hurt others.

Yi Huan happened to have both, and Ji Ye deserved his death in the end.

But, she is not Yihuan! ! !

Why take over the mess she left behind!

As soon as he came, he became someone else's black moonlight, which completely lost at the starting line!
"You can, it's you, you can!"

Huo Er hurriedly encouraged him, scratched his itchy hair, and warned:

"I'm going to enter the samadhi. Be careful yourself. Remember that life-saving is the most important thing. If he still wants to kill you, he will use the white chop."

Shi Huan: ...to make matters worse!
At this time: "Here we are, go in by yourself." After the jailer finished speaking, he slipped away immediately.

It seems that there is a murderous demon living in it, and he will die when he enters it, and he runs extremely fast.

Shi Huan pushed open the door, the courtyard was huge, but there was only one night palace, not even a side hall beside it.

The iron chains on her hands and feet have not been untied, and she walks loudly.

Walking towards the bright palace, she pushed open the door without knocking.

The first light that came into my eyes was not the candle flame, but the silver light reflected from the sword.

Looking up, he saw a monstrous face.

The eyebrows and eyes are sharp, full of hostility, and the facial features hide a kind of evil spirit, which is dangerous and charming.

The thin lips hooked slightly, almost hooking away the soul.

"My little young master? Where is it?"

He was sitting on the bench, eyelashes drooping slightly, holding a cloth, slowly wiping the edge of the sword, with a lazy and evil tone.

Shi Huan subconsciously caressed her stomach with a small hand, and asked:

"here?"

Only then did the man look at her, his amorous phoenix eyes were as cold as ice, like a demon or an evil spirit, making one's scalp tingle.

The voice is clear and noble, but murderous:
"Really? I'll cut it open and have a look."

(End of this chapter)