A drop of red blood fell straight down the snow-white bewitching neck.

Two drops ......

Three drops ......

On the black lattice floor, it is like a hell poppy, blooming in the most bewitching and shocking posture.

……

Xuanzhi phoenix's eyes narrowed invisibly for half a minute, and the demonic thin light at the bottom of his eyes was deeper, and he raised his hand to wipe his neck.

A cut that is not deep but is five centimeters long is particularly shocking on the snow-like skin.

Looking at the stone door of the dark room that had been automatically closed again on the side, Xuan Zhihuang gasped, and a layer of fine and dense cold sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

It was just a little bit late, if she had moved a little later by 0.001 seconds, now she would not have been standing here and dropping a few drops of blood, but lying on the ground, bleeding three feet, her head and body directly separated.

Xuan Zhihuang touched the necklace of The Red Scarlet in his arms again, it's over tonight, withdraw!

Just as he was about to turn around, suddenly, his eyes were dark, and his originally dark vision seemed to be infinitely blurred.

Damn it!!

The air in the darkroom is poisonous!

Xuan Zhihuang's slender wrist reversed, and a sharp silver needle stabbed into the palm of his hand, and suddenly there was a sharp pain, keeping himself conscious.

……

But suddenly, my heart palpitated.

Feeling the warmth of her waist for a moment, the force of the clasping almost crushed her delicate waist bones with her bare hands.

Someone!

She actually ...... Didn't perceive!

Xuan Zhihuang turned sideways, raised his elbow and slammed it into the chest of the man behind him, and a dull smashing sound was constantly amplified in this dead silence that was too gloomy and even filled with the smell of sweet blood.

The man only shook his upper shoulders, and tightened his arms to lock her, and the chest that had just been slammed by her went straight to her.

All of a sudden, Xuanzhi Huang smiled evilly, and there was a peerless wind/flow of energy, but the murderous aura between his eyebrows and eyes was even heavier.

This person is not small, he dares to eat her *** tofu!

Just when she was about to strike again, an even more turbulent dizziness suddenly surged in front of her eyes, and all the strength of the whole person seemed to be instantly withdrawn, and she fell straight down.

was hugged by a man.

On the fastened waist, a slender and perfect hand, the knuckles are as clear as carving, a sharp wrist line is perfect, and the sleeves and cuffs of the black shirt are inlaid with a silver gem.

Mysterious, glamorous, and extremely noble.

……

"You ----" Xuan Zhihuang only felt a silver primordial light flash in front of him, and then completely lost consciousness.

Paint in the dark.

The man's deep black eyes are getting thinner and thinner**/person, like a bottomless abyss that cannot be glimpsed, passing between the eyebrows and eyes that are too bewitching in his arms.

Suddenly, the blade-like sword eyebrows slowly frowned, and the pale lips pursed slightly.

He bent down and directly hugged the Xuanzhihuang into his arms, and his long hair fell like a waterfall in an instant.

Passing through the long passage of the backgammon array when the Xuanzhihuang came over just now, it was unimpeded.

The door to the chamber that was chimeled in the wall opened.

Outside the door.

The two black-clothed bodyguards guarding the left and right bowed their heads at the same time and shouted respectfully,

"The eldest son."

……

Suddenly, the overwhelming light fell straight on the expressionless outline of the man's face, and the silver broken hair was even more cold and shocked.