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032 Who's Shooting in the Back

Xiang Zhujiu changed into a light yellow brocade robe, his face was cleaned, and his hair was even more disheveled, as if he had no time to tie it up and chased him.

But he was so damn that he had black hair spread out, he became even more charming under the sunshine.

Xia Qinghuan cursed herself inwardly, "Don't be confused by his appearance if you have nothing to do."

"Is that so, can the Ninth Prince be so confident that I can stay by your side forever? I want to see if you have the ability to do this by the Ninth Prince." Xia Qinghuan snorted coldly, looking at Xiang Zhujiu with a soft and charming look.

His face was terrifyingly blue and his lips were tense.

It forms a clear contrast with Xia Qinghuan's delicate smile on her pretty face.

"Xia Qinghuan, I am too tolerant of you, which will make you have an illusion." Xiang Zhujiu stretched out his hand and wanted to catch Xia Qinghuan.

Xia Qinghuan flew back two steps, her sleeves flew. After it settled, she smiled gently, as if she was peach blossoms in March and the mast flowers in June.

"Xiang Zhujiu, I never doubt your ability, but I doubt your ability can beat you?" Xia Qinghuan took a jade hairpin from the top of his head and gently pressed it on his throat: "Forcing me to death is the only way you can keep me by your side forever."

Xiang Zhujiu's face changed drastically. He didn't expect her to be so strong. Her face was as delicate and charming as a smile on her face, but her movements were filled with bitterness, and the hardness and softness of softness burst into him.

His heart suddenly jumped to his throat: "Xia Qinghuan, don't do anything randomly. Is it your Demon Sect who taught you?" His big palm was tightly held in his sleeves, and his narrow eyes were staring at the jade hairpin.

At this point, I really regretted that I had no ability and had not learned to achieve magical skills. At least I could use my internal strength to shake the jade hairpin from the air. He was already in a mess and frightened, but he did not dare to show it on his face.

No, he shouldn't just admit defeat like this. Why does he admit defeat every time? He will never let Xia Qinghuan go? Calm calm will definitely have a way to let her stay, even if she is unwilling to do so.

"The highest purpose of our Demon Sect is to rather die than surrender. Since I, a weak woman, can't fight against the Ninth Prince who is blocking the sky, then I can only thank the seniors of the Demon Sect for their death." Xia Qinghuan's voice was plain and his face was relaxed.

She showed Xiang Zhujiu her strong side, stubborn side, and his unyielding side, and her gentle side, but this gentleness is soft and hard.

She didn't want to hurt herself so much.

"Silly, it's better to live than to die. All ants know that they want to live a life of secret. You demon sects are not even as good as ants. No wonder they perish so quickly. Even so, you will see the demon sect get any good reputation. It's just the stupid idea of ​​your demon sects, and waste your life in vain."

Xiang Zhujiu snorted coldly, but he didn't expect that the Demon Sect would teach people so stupidly and deserve to be destroyed.

"Save your life, and you will have a chance to retaliate against those who hurt you. Since you hate me so much, why not think about staying by my side and making me suffer. It would be much more meaningful than seeking death for no reason." Xiang Zhujiu carefully advised her.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw that his confidant Wu Changde had already hid behind the post station and climbed onto the roof.

With his ability, there are more than a dozen ways to prevent Xia Qinghuan from dying, but even with more than a dozen ways, he was afraid that the only mistake would be, if Xia Qinghuan was faster than him.

She is so strong that she may really attack her. He must not take this even a slight risk. He knew very well that this was something he could not bear.

But he hated Xia Qinghuan very much in his heart... She actually dared to throw her with that ugly thing, making him embarrassed. He wanted to crush her and chop her up and feed her to the dog.

But as soon as he saw her facing him by suicide, he understood in his heart that even if he hated her, he would never want her to hurt her, and it would be even more impossible to hurt her life. He had to be careful.

"I am not as confident as you. I don't think I don't have the ability to make you suffer." Xia Qinghuan shook his head and did not accept his proposal at all.

Xiang Zhujiu's eyes widened: "Xia Qinghuan, are you talking lies with your eyes open, or are you blind? You can't even see my king's pain?"

Xia Qinghuan smiled softly: "Isn't the pain of the Ninth Prince because he has never met a woman who dares to disobey you so much? She has always been a woman who obeys you, pleases you and accepts you. Now that I am so rebellious, you feel unhappy. She is confused for a moment and doesn't know how to treat it."

"Although I, Xia Qinghuan, is not noble, I also know what to do when I can stop. This method can be used once or twice. If I deal with you too much, it will not work. Just like today, if I use it too much, you will plan to force the king."

Xia Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at Zhujiu: "What's more, I don't think it's meaningful to hate someone who lives, as it would be too tired."

"You really want to escape from this king's side? Do you really don't want your Tianheng Stone?" Xiang Zhujiu was stunned by her remarks. Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed what she said.

Yes, women have always been obedient to her, obeying her, and waiting for him to pamper her. No woman is as ungrateful as Xia Qinghuan, so she can touch his heart and disturb his emotions. This is not love, it must be love.

It's just a little special.

In addition, she has charming skills, so I am so reluctant to leave her and don’t want her to leave her.

"Ninth Prince, we met by chance. I chose the wrong person that night and didn't plan to have any interaction with you again. I think a person as noble as Ninth Prince should not force a woman to pester her by her side, but it seems that I was wrong."

Xia Qinghuan smiled proudly: "The Ninth Prince is reluctant to let me go. Where is your honorific? "

Xiang Zhujiu's lips were pursed tightly, and a few words leaked out from his teeth: "Xia Qinghuan, are you deliberately irritating me? Just want to die so much?" Xiang Zhujiu's palm under his sleeves loosened.

Yes, he was obsessed with Xia Qinghuan just because she was special and had no other feelings. So why did he lose control over some of her emotions and behaviors?

Just as Xia Qinghuan asked, where did he go to Zhujiu's honor, and he was so embarrassed for a woman.

"I don't want to die, I just want the Ninth Prince to let me go. I can give up Tianheng Stone. Why can't the Ninth Prince let me go? I didn't hurt the Ninth Prince, you are not right?"

When Xia Qinghuan said this, a trace of sadness surged into her heart. She knew that even if she left, Xiang Zhujiu would always exist in her heart. She didn't want to hate him, so she would only remember his goodness.

She had found many reasons for herself to be nostalgic by her side, to go to the Kingdom of Heaven, and stay by her side for a day, but Xiang Zhujiu broke her mind.

Xiang Zhujiu didn't really like her, so he didn't trust her, he would hurt her, and his jaw was still slightly thrusting, and he was ruthless when he started.

It's better to part while he has no feelings for him than to think about his love.

Instead, life is even more tiring.

"You..." Xiang Zhujiuben wanted to say that you could say that you did not hurt me. Is all the anger, jealousy, and worries of that king are fake?

But when I think about it, wouldn’t I really lose all my dignity?

He was just obsessed with it, not so obsessed with it that he had abandoned all his dignity.

"You have never hurt me, but when it comes to dignity, you should be more clear that this dignity will never allow a woman to leave without my side. I am not a place around me who can come and go wherever I want to."

Xiang Zhujiu walked towards Xia Qinghuan step by step, with a cold face: "My honor will tell you that even if you want to die, the King of Hell will not dare to accept you without my permission."

"Is that true?" Xia Qinghuan smiled slightly, dimples appeared on her face, and Xiang Zhujiu's heart skipped a beat and stopped.

"Xia Qinghuan, put down the jade hairpin." Xiang Zhujiu suddenly became a little panicked.

"I'll count three times. If you don't let me go, I will stay with you in my own way." Xia Qinghuan looked at him calmly. She wanted to bet, and Xiang Zhujiu was unwilling to let her die like this.

Between Zhujiu, he wanted to save her life and conquer her.

Betting on his honor will not allow her to die.

"Three...two...one...one..." Xia Qinghuan counted calmly. Just as she counted one, she obviously saw a trace of fear flashing through Xiang Zhujiu's eyes.

Then she suddenly curled up the corners of evil lips and smiled. Before she could react to why he was laughing, she felt her arm numb, and the jade hairpin fell to the ground, and a crisp sound of the jade hairpin fell into two...

Her hands were numb and tired, hanging on the side, and she couldn't use any force at all. What's going on? She obviously didn't see Xiang Zhujiu doing any movement.

But from Xiang Zhujiu's confident smile, she knew that it must be Xiang Zhujiu's trick.

What happened in such a flash of time?

"What did you do to me?" Xia Qinghuan could no longer calm down, frowned and glared at Zhujiu angrily: "What kind of hero is the one who uses tricks behind the scenes."

Xiang Zhujiu snorted coldly: "You never use any legitimate means to deal with the Demon Cultists."

Xia Qinghuan was so angry that her eyes were almost popping out: "You... don't think I can't commit suicide without Yuchai. My aunt still has a tongue..."

Before the word "tongue" was finished, the person had already fallen into Xiang Zhujiu's arms. A warm lips blocked her lips rudely. The dark eyes stared at her, as if saying, "Did you commit suicide by biting your tongue?"

If you bite your tongue and commit suicide, use this method to deal with you.
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