Chapter 27

Yan Qingyu didn't look back. She looked up at the dead starry sky in the sky and said lightly: "Try to get close to Yan Hongmei and provoke her when she was seriously injured... Well, and... give water sleeves to Yan Ruoyi!"

Madam Qiong bent down and looked at Yan Qingyu quietly: "Apart from Shui Xiu, there is no one around you who can trust..."

"I will look for the close girl myself. As for Shuixiu..." Yan Qingyu slowly turned around, her eyes were cold and indifferent: "It would be better to put her where she should be left, so that she would be worth more!"

Madam Qiong: “…”

How gentle and harmless the lady in the past was, how... After three days of disappearance, her temperament suddenly changed drastically, becoming so iron-blooded and cruel, so ruthless.

If it weren't for verification with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that she was still the lady she used to be.

...

After Madam Qiong left, Yan Qingyu sat in front of the window with her eyes closed and meditated, trying to re-practice the skills of her previous life again.

If your feet can be really cured, then you have to pick up the martial arts of your previous life.

She will not be able to keep mermaid meat for the rest of her life, so she must be strong herself.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The cold night wind blew by, the shadows of trees and moonlight intertwine gently, and the dark light like a demon-like shadow flashed gently, as if something flashed by, and it seemed like an illusion.

Yan Qingyu closed her eyes, and suddenly, she opened her eyes suddenly.

The cold and cold fingers, which felt like a cold-blooded creature, gently held her neck. When she was about to turn around, she was pressed down on one of the back of her neck, which was the most fragile spine of the human body.

As long as the person behind him exerted a gentle force, her slender neck would be twisted.

Like a cat bitten on the back of her neck, she didn't dare to look back in a wheelchair.

She could only feel the warm breath slowly spreading from her ears, and she pursed her lips: "You..."

"It's so weak. Just use a gentle force, your neck will be twisted!" Si Yucheng's low and terrifying voice as if it were a soul-catching man, thought casually, and his cold fingers, which felt like a snake, walked from the back of his neck to her chin, pinched her smooth chin, and exerted a little force...

Turning her head over...

Suddenly, Si Yucheng's pupils shrank, his dark eyes shone deep in endless cold light, and his voice was cold and permeated: "Have you ever told you that you are my doll? I hurt my face without authorization. How do you want me to punish you?"

Yan Qingyu looked at the man in front of her calmly, with a clear light shining like crystal in her eyes, and a hint of warmth and cunning in her eyes: "It was someone else who hurt this face, and the person you want to blame should not be me!"

He held Si Yucheng's hand and let his cold fingers slowly touch the face full of red spots. Although he had not drunk too much wine in the face, the red spots on his face were real.

He closed his eyes slightly, trembling like a butterfly, his eyelashes were filled with an indescribable sense of fragility, which was Si Yucheng's most annoying fragility.

It seems as fragile as if it will be broken when held in the palm of your hand.

Yan Qingyu covered all the negative emotions in her eyes, closed her eyes slightly, like a doll that had lost all support, only the master in front of her could rely on. She said softly: "The face... is so uncomfortable!"

A gentle word would not arouse any pity from Si Yucheng.

However, he was inexplicably confused because of this kind of words, or because of this name.

It was shaken because of the name Yan Qingyu.

The cold fingers pinched her face, and through her face, Si Yucheng fell into a brief loss.

With his hand, the ghost star in the dark flashed out immediately and respectfully handed a bottle to Si Yucheng: "Master, I don't have the antidote to Devouring my Yan. This Baiqing Pill can be solved, but this is yours this month..."

Before Gui Xing could finish his words, Si Yucheng took the medicine bottle, pinched Yan Qingyu's mouth with one hand, forcibly staggering her chin bone, and forced her to open her mouth... until she swallowed the medicine completely and then clicked and reinstalled her chin.

The movements are not only not as merciful as the fragrance, but are also very rude.

Touching the painful chin, Yan Qingyu held her face and looked at Si Yucheng calmly, her eyes full of dissatisfaction, and there was still pain.

If someone staggers his chin, how can he not be painful?

"No next time!" Si Yucheng glared at her coldly, pinched her chin and raised her head, letting her face in front of her cold and weird eyes, word by word, warning: "This is the last time. If it is still so useless, I will strangle you to death in advance!"

"Manzhu, Shahua!"

With the order from Si Yucheng, Manzhu and Sha Hua walked out of the dark with bloody aura. Their faces were extremely pale, and there was a lot of bloody smell on their bodies, which seemed to be very injured.

"Owner!"

Si Yucheng narrowed his eyes and looked cold: "This is your last chance. If any damage to my doll will be caused, you will come and see you!"

Sha Hua looked pale and lowered his head: "Sir, obey the order!"

Manzhu held her hands hard, and her nails penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood. She was extremely unwilling to accept that she bit her lips, her eyes were poisoned and she dripped blood: "I... understand!"

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