Chapter 4921 5.0673 Heartless

"Young Master!!" Several hidden guards jumped in from the door, and all of them pulled out their swords in anger.

"Everyone step back!" Second Young Master Qin scolded, and when he opened his mouth, half a mouthful of blood could not stop spilling out.

His hand tightly held her blood-stained right hand, and his heart trembled slightly when he met the cold and unfeeling beautiful eyes on the face.

"Believe it or not. I... never thought of harming you."

"I've heard enough of this sentence!" Qiao Mu stared at him coldly, his eyes showing the slightest contempt for the sky.

The little hand turned the ice pick gently, and the little face continued expressionlessly, "If I let you die, would you like to die?"

"Bang!" Princess Rakshasa kicked the door and let out a wolf howl.

"You are all dead, why don't you save the master soon??"

Several hidden guards felt very aggrieved.

They wanted to go, but the master's sharp gaze prevented them all from going forward.

"Go away." Second Young Master Qin scolded in a low voice, holding the little hand that was paralyzed with blood dripping with one hand.

A girl who followed Princess Rakshasa's face paled slightly, and hurried forward to salute, "Young Master, you are hurt so badly! If, if you don't treat it again..."

"Go away!!" Second Young Master Qin snorted, raised his sleeves and swept away the girl, along with Princess Rakshasa.

"Bang!" Then, the cabin door was slammed shut, and Princess Rakshasa and the girl, along with several hidden guards, were all blocked from the outside.

Princess Rakshasa sighed, and when she turned her head, she saw the girl with tears in her eyes, and sighed, "Xiao Ran."

She raised her hand and patted Zhao Qiran's shoulder, "I can understand your mood."

"Alas. This is the heart of asking for nothing." Princess Rakshasa sighed with a sigh of relief, "My little friend..."

Princess Rakshasa thought of the person she could not ask for, and couldn't help sighing again.

Several hidden guards couldn't help but shivered.

Princess Rakshasa, can you and other people's two-year-old dyeing girl be the same?

When you are chasing after the young and handsome leader Ding, we just feel so hot!

"It's a matter of love, not everything can be as one wishes." Princess Rakshasa comforted Zhao Xiran with a familiar voice, and patted her on the shoulder, "Okay, you go to alchemist Ouyang. Please come here. It looks like our son needs first aid."

...

"Snapped--"

"Crack!"

All the Tianyun disciples, looking at their noses and noses and their hearts, were sweating coldly, but they dared not look directly at the fat man who was tied to the mast and was being whipped.

Every time the whip went down, the fat man's whole body could not help but tremble slightly.

A big face plate, now no longer kind smile, full of distortion and hatred.

Eldest son Qin was sitting opposite him, folded his slender legs, holding a cup of hot tea, drinking slowly.

His eyes glanced at the fat man inadvertently, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you still think you're right?"

"Everything this subordinate does is for the sake of the son and the son!"

"Crack!" With a heavy whip, his voice stopped abruptly, and his face twitched in pain.

Qin Xuan threw the teacup heavily at the feet of the old steward, and sneered, "For my son? Did my son ask you to use the people in the camp as experiments?"