Bei Qiu's pupils shrank, and she laughed loudly: "Zhong Yexuan! Don't you understand yet? Are you still deceiving yourself? Did I kill Xi Qiaozhen, or did you kill her?! Zhong Yexuan, you forced me to Kill her! But you put all your hatred on me, thinking you are avenging her? If you want to avenge her, you should burn yourself to death in the sun!"
Zhong Yexuan's anger was unspeakable, and his strength in his hands became extremely strong.
Bei Qiu continued with difficulty: "Zhong Yexuan, you know it well! You don't dare to admit that Zhong Yexuan is worthy of being the king of the blood clan after escaping again and again?! You are not even worthy of being a nobleman. !"
Being questioned about his bloodline and noble status, Zhong Yexuan's face became even more gloomy, "Jalan Beiqiu, are you courting death?!"
"Zhong Yexuan, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare to face the anger of my Garland family?! You are a blood clan who has just been born for a hundred years, so what can you do even if you rely on your bloodline to be noble?!" Bei Qiu said angrily .
"Okay, I want to see how I can't deal with the anger of the Garland family!" Zhong Yexuan finally burst into murderous intent, and the woman in front of him repeatedly challenged his authority!
Bei Qiu gradually felt suffocated, she opened her mouth wide to breathe hard, but her mouth never stopped, "I once fantasized that Zhong Yexuan, the king of our blood clan, has such a noble bloodline and such an excellent husband!"
"How beautiful the fantasy was once, how completely broken it is now! Zhong Yexuan, you are not worthy! You are right, I have never had sincerity towards Xi Qiaozhen, I taught her to obey you, I taught her Learning the life of those slaves walking dead, I coaxed her to eat all the food you gave her!"
Zhong Yexuan narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and asked, "Your purpose?"
"Purpose?!" Bei Qiu's eyes turned red, "I want you to watch her live. I'll wait for a hundred years, and I can watch her slowly become less special in your eyes!"
Bei Qiu closed her eyes in despair, and continued: "But she is really useless! She couldn't stand your torture and committed suicide!"
"Jalan Beiqiu, you are so scheming." Zhong Yexuan clenched his hands again, pinching her neck.
Bei Qiu didn't speak, but stared at him for a moment, until her breathing became extremely subtle, and her consciousness began to gradually blur.
Zhong Yexuan threw her on the ground and said, "Jalan Beiqiu, I will not let you die as you wish."
He walks away.
Bei Qiu lay on the ground, holding her neck with her hands, breathing heavily.
The chief servant helped Bei Qiu up from the ground and said, "Honorable Miss Garland, why are you bothering? The master is not as hateful as you imagined. The master is kind."
"Merciful?" Bei Qiu smiled bitterly. Could it be that Zhong Yexuan didn't let her die too, so she should be grateful to Dade?
She lay in the coffin for three days.
No matter how the chief servant called her to get up and eat, she remained motionless.
Three days later, the chief servant told her that the maid's body had been buried.
And the day when Bei Qiu came out, she knew that after she broke up with Zhong Yexuan that day, Zhong Yexuan went to the human world again without saying a word.
It took another month to go.
In the whole old castle.
All things are decided by the chief servant, and the chief servant also listens to Bei Qiu's words very much, allowing the servant to serve him very well.
The castle is in good order, Bei Qiu's body has gradually recovered, and her appearance has become more and more charming and enchanting. The maid who dresses her will always unconsciously stare at her face in a daze.
When Zhong Yexuan appeared in the blood race domain.
The chief servant was the first to discover the existence of Zhong Yexuan, and he was immediately welcomed by everyone in the castle.
And this time back, Zhong Yexuan brought back a human being, who was nine points similar to Xi Qiaozhen, and the other part was not similar, mainly because of the difference in temperament!
Only Bei Qiu stood out of the crowd, staring dumbfounded.
"Wow! Miss sister, you are so beautiful!" That woman was completely different from Xi Qiaozhen, she was not afraid of the blood race at all, let go of Zhong Yexuan's arm, and ran directly to Bei Qiu, staring at Bei Qiu's face full of envy, " Can all blood races become so beautiful?"
Zhong Yexuan walked over, put his arms around the woman's shoulders, and said, "Stay away from her."
Say it.
He walked into the castle with his arms around the woman.
Once again, all his eyes were on this woman.
Bei Qiu took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.
This human being is obviously not a law-abiding master. Zhong Yexuan dotes on her very much, not as cruel as Xi Qiaozhen. For this woman, he gave all his care and gave her the highest authority in the castle. Anyone must obey her arrangement.
Except Bei Qiu, because she does not belong to the castle.
During the meal, Bei Qiu was still sitting at the dining table, savoring the blood carefully.
But this woman was devouring all kinds of delicate food, and said plausibly, "Yexuan, I will eat fat for nothing, and then I will support you."
With doting in Zhong Yexuan's eyes, he stroked her hair, "Good boy."
Bei Qiu frowned slightly. She used to enjoy Zhong Yexuan's stroking hair, but now she felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.
"Miss sister, I don't know your name yet, my name is Xi Qiaolin." Xi Qiaolin stuck out her tongue and said playfully.
Xi Qiaolin, Xi Qiaozhen?
Twin sisters?
Sure enough, they look exactly the same.
Bei Qiu glanced at the two of them, and introduced herself: "Jalan Beiqiu, Zhong Yexuan's fiancée."
Xi Qiaolin was stunned, staring blankly at Bei Qiu, then turned his head to Zhong Yexuan, his eyes turned red immediately, and tears fell as soon as he said it.
"She..." Xi Qiaolin pursed her lips, looked around, covered her mouth and ran away.
Bei Qiu was dumbfounded.
What the hell! Neuropathy!
"Xi!" Zhong Yexuan stood up abruptly, looked at Bei Qiu with an unfriendly expression, and said, "Jalan Beiqiu!"
Bei Qiu shook the goblet in his hand, and said, "Master Zhong, don't put a **** bowl on my head, I haven't done anything."
Zhong Yexuan's eyes were slightly fixed, he turned around and went after Xi Qiaolin.
Bei Qiu put the goblet on the table fiercely, with no concealment of anger on her face.
The two sisters Xi Qiaozhen and Xi Qiaolin look very similar, but their personalities are completely different.
Bei Qiu has no intention of provoking this short-lived human being, but it doesn't mean that this short-lived human being doesn't want to provoke her. Xi Qiaolin didn't know where to find out that Bei Qiu is the first heir of the largest family among blood nobles, so she began to pester her frequently. By Bei Qiu's side, he made insinuations about the blood race.
"Sister Bei Qiu, is the blood race really immortal?" Xi Qiaolin's eyes lit up, "And if you become a blood race, will you look as good-looking as you and Ye Xuan?"