Jiao Li glanced contemptuously, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Do you think you can get the antidote with them?"
"Of course they can't." King Changping said truthfully. If Xuanyuan Mu could be made to surrender by force, why bother spending so much time?
However, when he stepped into this place from Jiaoli, King Changping felt that he seemed to have made the right bet.
"Now that I know, why do I still make this unnecessary sacrifice? I wanted to keep you for a few more years, but I didn't expect you to want to die so quickly." Jiao Li gracefully stretched out his hand to the moonlight. The hand was slender and clean.
Moreover, the joints are clear and the oval-shaped nails are full and moist. Such a pair of perfect and impeccable hands exudes a chilling murderous aura.
King Changping was in the middle of the crowd, looking at Jiao Li with fear: "Your Highness, I just want a real antidote. As long as you give it, we will not owe each other anything."
It shouldn't be a loss to exchange an antidote that is useless to Xuanyuan Mu for the life of a beloved woman, right?
But the man's next words brought his expectations to a freezing point: "Do you think you can escape death with her? Even if you kill her now, I will still kill you."
Listening to their conversation, Yan Buhuan sneered: "Chang Guangyang, this is like stealing a chicken but losing a handful of rice. It will ruin the future of your two daughters. In the end, it will be in vain."
Using her as a hostage? It's really unreasonable. When she broke up with Jiaoli, she still remembers the words Jiaoli left for her before leaving - I will suffer thirty big blows in vain for Yan Buhuan, but I will never do it.
He ruined his plan because of the fish's displeasure.
This was the difference between him and Xuanyuan Mu. Even though Xuanyuan Mu was cold and desolate, he was not a heartless person. If it was Xuanyuan Mu standing here, she would be somewhat sure of it.
Looking at the furious King Changping with interest, he must have felt it too, right? Otherwise, why would he have such an ugly expression?
Under Jiao Li's urging, Fei Yue flew around enthusiastically, and waves of heat rushed over her. After a while, Yan Buhuan felt liquid dripping from her face.
The buzzing sound of blood seemed to come from hell, and fear oozed from his pores.
Yan Buhuan continued to add: "Using me as a bargaining chip doesn't seem to be enough."
"You bitch, shut up." King Changping tried to correct something. Even though he had a vague premonition of this, he didn't want to believe it.
If Xuanyuan Mu really has no friendship for her at all, then why go to such unnecessary lengths to make him less unhappy in the future?
So, he must have deliberately lied to him, thinking that if he pretended not to care, he would stop?
"What she said is right. Using her as a bargaining chip seems a bit lacking." Jiao Li gave him an answer without hesitation.
King Changping's breath was choked, and the hand holding the back of Yan Buhuan's neck couldn't help but tremble slightly. He couldn't believe it, because the eyes of the man in front of him were so indifferent, as if he were looking at a tree or a grass.
Looking at Yan Buhuan, could it be that... I really saw it wrong? Does His Highness the Crown Prince really have no friendship at all for Yan Buhuan?
No, it's impossible, so what if the bet is wrong? If he wants to die, he will never go alone. Anyway, this is Yan Hui's son. The person he hates most in the world is Yan Hui. There is no way to die with Yan Hui, so with Yan Hui
The same goes for his species.
ps: Tyrant II is already under planning, you can go to the post forum to express your opinions.
