Quick Wear: The yandere boss held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 675 The Pureblood Prisoner 49
"Made, I don't know if you've heard an...oriental proverb."

"It's called... the way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the sky spare?"

Mude opened his eyes, obviously unwilling.

He finally came to this step!Obviously, he was almost able to complete his great revolution! !
How could he die on this unidentified woman in front of him? ! ? !
He gritted his teeth.

When he was about to die, he wanted to know the true identity of the woman in front of him more than anything else.

"You, what are you, yes, ahem! Who is it?"

Jinqian leisurely walked to Mude's side, squatted down slowly, and met the eyes of the man lying on the ground in a panic.

"who am I?"

"I'm Jinqian."

Jin Qian smiled sweetly.

She whispered to Mude: "Didn't you cripple my eyes, ruin my appearance, cut off my waist, and finally burned my body with silver water?"

"Why, don't you remember so soon?"

Mude's eyes widened slightly, looking at Jinqian in disbelief.

"You, are you really, yourself?"

Jinqian laughed happily a few times.

"You don't really think I'm being faked, do you?"

"How should I put it, Maude, do you have a place for innocence?"

Jinqian smiled sweetly, but in the next second, she slashed at his waist with a black blade made of blood power.

"Uh…!"

Having already been pierced through the heart, Mo De, who had only a short time to live, received another fatal wound, and his whole body was already paralyzed.

He blinked his eyes twice, trying to squeeze the blood off his face, so that he could see the woman in front of him who was no longer what it used to be.

At first, he killed her.

It was him, looking down at her struggling and dying from a high place.

Now, the whole identity has been reversed.

Jinqian was a little surprised to see Mude weeping.

She rubbed her chin and tilted her head.

"Made, are you actually crying?"

"Oh, does it hurt that much?"

The original owner was burnt to death, she didn't give in, she didn't shed a single tear.

Mude is too hopeless.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Mude stretched out his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch Jinqian's high-heeled shoes.

"Then...then what you said...is true..."

"Really, really... I, I killed, I killed my, child, child..."

Poya didn't know when she arrived at Jinqian's side.

Seeing Mude wanted to touch Jinqian with his blood-stained hand, Poya kicked Mude's wrist away without thinking.

In the end, I don't know if Poya did it on purpose, or because he had just awakened the power of the blood race and was not proficient in using it, so he couldn't control it. Anyway, the arm of Maude was directly kicked out by Poya.

It was really kicked several meters away.

Poya said, "Don't touch the master."

Jin Qian was only slightly taken aback, and didn't say much.

After all, she wished Poya could care about her like this every day.

Mo De's eyes were quickly filled with anger.

A mere subordinate, dare to treat him like this...! ! !
But in a flash, that full of anger was replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

What else could he… do now.

The lamp of life is about to go out, the recovery speed of the blood race is getting slower and slower, and the heart is about to go on strike.

To be honest, it is already very good that he can persist for such a long time and still be able to speak.

Jinqian curled the corner of her mouth slightly, carefully recalling what Mude had said to her before the death of the original owner.

(End of this chapter)