The black figure exudes a strange aura and a faint smell at the same time.

"Huh!" With a sharp glance in his eyes, the mutated Emperor Moth Yin Yang Butterfly that surrounded them, the man snorted coldly, and the meaning was unknown.

"I'm sorry, I'll be back and give you the antidote later." After the words fell, Huang Xinying glanced at them, then at the sleeping people around her, and at the handsome figure in the crowd, with a hint of apology in her cold eyes.

But for a moment, she withdrew her gaze and forced herself to leave.

A moment later, the seemingly weak but domineering shadow suddenly disappeared into the dark night.

*

On the edge of a cliff.

When Huang Xinying arrived at the place they designated, she found that there were people waiting here for a long time.

The cells all over her body suddenly entered the state of extreme preparation uncontrollably, and Huang Xinying could clearly feel that the atmosphere around her was obviously different.

However, this difference is even more dangerous!

The atmosphere is very depressing, and it feels like stepping into the underworld, no! It should be said that it is more terrifying than the underworld and the eighteenth layer of hell!

All around, the cold wind gusted, and the trees around her, like a devil with a bloody mouth, kept stretching out their claws towards her, revealing their terrifying fangs.

The hand at his side involuntarily clenched into a fist, Huang Xinying secretly took a deep breath, raised her head, and saw at a glance that the man with an amazingly handsome face, but his methods were bloodthirsty and ruthless, the North Stygian Wind!

Bei Ying Feng, the young master of the North Ming family, one of the five major families, has strong martial arts and kills without blood.

Huang Xinying didn't expect that the heir of the Northern Hell Family, who had lost the head and tail of the Divine Dragon, would appear here!

This is not a shock that can be described as such.

However, in addition to the shock, it was overwhelming, and the fear that followed!

A sense of panic spread to her heart in an instant, and then penetrated into her limbs, making her overwhelmed for a while.

The man sat nobly on a delicate, heavy but incomparably expensive chair, and around him, there stood a dozen bodyguards in black suits, with pistols at their waists.

"Tsk! I made it here alive. The man squinted slightly, his eyes were cold, and there was a chilling coldness around him.

His slender fingers were pressed against his temples, his legs folded together, his back resting on the back of his chair.

The man was covered in a lazy and casual smell, but it made people even more afraid, and he was even more dangerous like this.

"Well, it's not in vain for me to come here." His light and fluttering voice was cold and ruthless with a bloodthirsty playfulness.

Huang Xinying looked at him with a smile in her beautiful eyes, faintly revealing a hint of fear.

Just as she was silent, several dark shadows suddenly flashed and appeared beside the dangerous man.

"Young master!" The man at the head spoke, and the familiar voice suddenly made Huang Xinying's eyes widen in surprise, with a look of disbelief.

But what made her even more disgraced was the sleeping child in the man's hand.

Huang Xinying recognized at a glance that the child was Xiao Yu who ran out alone today in order to give her a gift!

The hands clenched into fists, the sharp fingertips, almost uncontrollably sunk into the palms.

Even though she was already flustered in her heart, Huang Xinying still remained calm on her face.