She turned her head slowly, and saw a charming and beautiful face with a gloomy look. Just now, the owner of this face was still opposite, caring for another woman and doting very much.

Why do you have to be so cold... It seems like you want to freeze people to death...

The woman's face was pale and there was no trace of blood: "Don't kill me...I'm the princess of Ou Ting..."

Qi Ye smiled coldly: "Is the fake product comparable to the genuine product?"

Ou Ruoqiong looked up at him in shock and horror.

He knows...

The blood-stained knife tip went up her neck, and the biting chill penetrated into the bone marrow. Suddenly, Ou Ruoqiong let out a terrifying scream!

Blood burst out from the woman's charming cheeks.

Qi Ye was busy going back to accompany Ye Weilan, and had no time to try the "Top Ten Tortures" on this woman. He secretly thought about what kind of punishment he should give her so that she would not die happily and could not live well...

The man did not hide his cruelty and viciousness at all. Ou Ruoqiong flew back and forth on the floor, covering his face, shouting, and blood was stained on his delicate long skirt.

Qi Ye gave her a total of nine points, three on her face, three on her chest, and three on her shoulder blades.

Suddenly, Qi Ye's eyebrows and eyes narrowed, and a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the room opposite. His eyes were fierce and he was about to slash the woman's neck on the ground with a knife.

The breath of death hit the face, Ou Ruoqiong rolled his eyes and fainted from being scared.

"Please show mercy, Night Emperor."

Qi Ye smiled playfully. The reason why he didn't appear for a long time was that he realized that there was a person's breath in this room and could watch Ou Ruoqiong be tortured by him. It seemed that there was still a trick behind this so-called princess.

Qi Ye turned his body lazily, and a young man in snow-white clothes stood at the door, with elegant and peaceful facial features and temperament, not showing his mountains or showing off.

Qi Ye was sure at a glance, the people from the Holy See.

The people in the Holy See all have a holy aura that he doesn't like.

The young man raised his right hand to his chest and bent down slightly at Qi Ye: "Emperor Ye doesn't have to worry about your wife's safety, Your Majesty will not hurt her." His eyes fell on Ou Ruoqiong who had fainted: "If I really think about Princess Lan, I advise Emper Ye to spare her life."

Princess Lan...

Qi Ye smiled and was sarcastic: "What is her function?"

The young man was silent for a moment: "It's an accessory born for Princess Lan, it may be of great use in the future."

That's true, you can't die.

Qi Ye smiled coldly, and the knife in his hand hit the knee of the woman behind him, and Ou Ruoqiong twitched in pain a few times in his sleep, unconscious.

Unless someone can really change her legs, this woman will have to spend her entire life in a wheelchair.

Qi Ye walked out with a knife and stopped at the door: "If it weren't for the Pope's indulgence, Lan wouldn't have suffered so much."

...

Ou Ruoqinghan walked out of the room and turned a corner. His eyes suddenly became cold.

In the snow-white wall, thin and sharp blades pierced out, just one millimeter away from his head.

A strong murderous intent burst out, and Ou Ruoqinghan flashed quickly, with a breath ahead, with a little coldness and a little insignificant smell of blood.

With a gunshot, Ou Ruoqinghan listened to the sound to identify the position. When he turned his head, a sharp wind blew past his ears, causing his hair to fly.
Chapter completed!