But Baili Wenwen stood up leisurely and walked directly to the center of the yard without even looking at Cui Jiaojiao.
Looking down at Cui Yuanze who was lying on the ground, Master Xizhen on the other side, and the ladies who were all hugging each other in the hall.
Along with Cui Jiaojiao's painful screams, Baili's gentle voice came out strangely and calmly, "Although I am a devil, I will not offend others unless they offend me. What a pity! In this world, even if you are protecting yourself,
You have to get your hands stained with blood."
Baili Rouwen was extremely greedy for stability and happiness on earth at this time. At the very least, death was something that everyone avoided.
Rather than being so ordinary, it is so ordinary that everyone can kill others with their own hands, in a world where the fight between the strongest is chaotic.
Everyone was confused about what she meant by this world.
Especially Zhao Lin, who was hiding behind everyone in the hall, her face full of fear, for fear of being discovered by Baili Wenrou.
But……
"Are you right? My lord, Princess?" Baili's gentle eyes locked her directly.
Zhao Lin was originally glad that Baili Wenrou would have forgotten her, but the reality was that the other party remembered her from beginning to end.
"For my sake, spare them and give them another chance!" Cui Yuanze looked at Baili Wenwen with a pale face.
At this time, Zhao Lin backed away in fear, and then looked at Baili Wenwen, "Please, please spare me! I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."
Baili Wenwen looked at her with cold eyes, and then looked at Cui Yuanze who was holding the wound on his chest and stumbling over. He sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm not a saint. For someone who wants to kill me again and again.
People, I will never show mercy. And I will not show any mercy to those who frame me behind my back whenever I disagree."
Suddenly, a long whip broke through. The ladies in front were all frightened and backed down, and then the whip directly wrapped around their necks.
"Hong Ji!" Cui Yuanze wanted to stop Baili Wenrou.
But Baili Wenwen looked at Cui Yuanze with magical eyes, "The eldest prince's face is very valuable?"
Why should she look after him?
But Baili Wenwen held the long whip in his hand and swung it, causing Zhao Lin to fall to the position with Cui Jiaojiao.
The whip was loosened, and there was a bloody mark on Zhao Lin's neck. She looked in horror at Cui Jiaojiao, who was still screaming in front of her. At this time, her eyes were all bloodshot and her hair was messy.
"Uh...ah...Yuan...brother...help..." Zhao Lin was choked so hard that her eyeballs would explode, and her voice was full of struggle.
What's not funny?
And when Cui Jiaojiao wanted to kill her again and again, why didn't she look out for his face?
Baili's gentle and contemptuous eyes made Cui Yuanze feel ashamed, and then he said, "Please... please, just because I took you in for one night last night, what about it?"
This eldest prince's shamelessness really has no end. Baili looked directly at him with gentle and sarcastic eyes, and Cui Yuanze himself was too embarrassed to raise his head in shame.
After all, he took the initiative to invite the other person to live there, but now he is using it to tie the other person up as a favor.
"Okay!" Unexpectedly, Baili Wenwen agreed. She swung the whip back to her waist, then looked at Zhao Lin who was obviously relieved on the ground, and Cui Jiaojiao who was in pain and said, "
As long as you can save them, it will be their own destiny."