Green light flashed, and Qingjun's eyes met those pair of eyes full of resentment. Qinghan gritted his teeth, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword tightly in his hand, and said coldly: "Let Xiao Qiao go! Let her go!"

"The young woman in pink raised her eyebrows slightly, slanting

He glanced at Zhu Qinghan: "I asked you to come over. If you let her go so quickly, wouldn't you be living up to such a beautiful and foggy scene! You, the third son of the Zhu family, are really discerning! Marrying such a person

A beautiful little daughter-in-law!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I told you to let go of Xiao Qiao, but you didn't hear me, did you? Don't force me to take action!" Qing Han gritted his teeth and said bitterly. "Oh, I'll see.

Let’s see how capable you are. Are you the same as your father?

What a great skill at deceiving women!" The young woman in pink smiled faintly, stood up slowly, and stopped next to Xiao Qiao. She put her bare hands on her shoulders, untied her dumb hole, and moved her five fingers upward to press against her.

It hit Xiao Qiao's jaw, as if there was a crunching sound of bones.

"What are you going to do? Let go of Xiao Qiao! I'm warning you, don't mess around, otherwise I won't let you go! Do you hear that?" Qinghan looked at the young woman in pink angrily, jumped up and started to drink. "

Hum hum, don't worry, I can't do it yet

Let her die, I will slowly, slowly torture her, slowly play her to death, I will let you see how your beloved woman is in agony in front of you. Aren't the men of the Zhu family always very nice?

Is it a long-term relationship? I want to see it today!

I ruined her face, let me see if you are still obsessed with her!" The young woman in pink laughed, slowly released Xiao Qiao's jaw with her right hand, glanced at Qinghan lightly, and sat back down.

Next to the stage, he put his hands on the strings,

There was a long hissing sound, and the sound of the piano was like the cry of a cuckoo that broke through the air. With a hiss, two string lights shot straight into Xiao Qiao's left and right collarbones. Xiao Qiao's face turned pale, and he screamed in pain, snow-white.

The clothes immediately revealed streaks of bright red blood.

"Xiao Qiao!" Qing Han's face became even paler. Seeing Xiao Qiao's painful appearance, his heart felt as if he was bleeding. He let out a clear whistle, jumped into the air, and quickly pointed the long knife in his hand at the young woman in pink beside the desk.

Cut down.

The young woman in pink glanced at him coldly and smiled mockingly. She was not at all frightened by the compelling sword energy. She lightly touched the strings with her fingers and made a hiss, and Xiao Qiao's body immediately

Another streak of blood shot out, and the pitiful and helpless screams made Qinghan feel a biting coldness in his heart. The young woman in pink smiled coldly, looked at Qinghan who suddenly stood up, and said calmly: "Why don't you take action? You don't want to kill me."
Chapter completed!