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Murong Jing stepped forward, looked at the woman in front of him condescendingly, poked the woman's wrist with his sword scabbard domineeringly, and said indifferently: "Woman, wake up. Answer me a question." The question was like falling into the sea, and there was no reply.

of.

Seeing that she dared to ignore his words, the scabbard poked her wrist again.

This time, keep pressing and not moving away.[

Murong Jing warned: "Ask me, if you don't return your strength, it will be a little more intense. Listen, what does it mean when the sun rains?" His eyes sank, and he increased the strength a little. He who practiced martial arts thought it was a little strength, compared to

A pretty girl doesn't seem to be like that.

The woman finally reacted! She sat up suddenly, pushed away Murong Jing's sword, glanced at him with displeasure, and cursed: "It hurts! If you continue to disturb my sleep like this, I'm going to be angry!" After scolding everyone,

She was about to fall down again, but unexpectedly, Murong Jing did not give her a chance to sleep again, and the scabbard fell again.

"It hurts!..." The woman looked at her pricked palm and almost burst into tears from the pain.

"Are you awake?" The voice above my head sounded like a reminder, and it was colder than the wind blowing in the middle of winter.

A shiver ran through her body!

tmmd, what a miserable life! Did you encounter a villain just after traveling through time?

Compared with sleeping, life is more important. He immediately shouted humbly and flatteringly: "I'm awake. I'm awake. If you have anything to say, young master, just ask. But, can you let go first..."

It hurts—it hurts—it hurts!

Bastard! I wonder if the scabbard went through the palm of my hand.

The evil man deliberately added a little more force, which made her almost burst into tears from the pain. My personal belief is that the better-looking a man is, the more evil he is. It’s absolutely true! tmd, just sleep, who’s to blame?! In the 21st century, this kind of person

Just drag him out and shoot him...

Chen Shou's body stiffened unnaturally, and he secretly wiped his hands with cold sweat, not wanting to admit that the emperor was asking questions in disguise.

It turned out that the sword was not for self-defense, but was used as a torture instrument.

Murong Jing let go.

She took out her palms tremblingly, and glanced at Murong Jing from the corner of her eyes. The next second, she kept rubbing the palms of her palms and blowing hot air as hard as she could. This seemed to make the pain less.

"Wake up earlier and you don't have to suffer this?" He snorted coldly and made sarcastic remarks.

"Yes, yes, the young master is right. If you have anything to ask, just ask. I will definitely tell you everything I know." She said politely, but in her heart she also copied out the eighteen generations of his ancestors as greetings.
Chapter completed!