Chapter 978

Fujiwara, who was already on the verge of madness, seems to have been pulled back. Her reason gradually recovers. She quickly closes her skirt and stares at the uninvited guest disguised as a guard.

Unexpectedly someone quietly evaded many guards and touched her room, and just cheated Fujiwara.

How bold is that?

The fake bodyguard finally raised his head slowly.

When she saw his face for a moment, Fujiwara seemed to be daydreaming, wrong, it should be said that the night had gone to hell. She looked dull, and the whole person was stunned there.

The man who single handedly breaks into the hinterland of Fujiwara family turns around, as if in his own home, quietly pulls the door back up.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Lijie."

He chuckled.

Fujihara's pupils moved, and gradually recovered. The corners of her mouth raised, as if laughing, and as if not.

“…… It's you

No wonder she felt a little familiar with her voice just now. It was this man who robbed her of the evil saber, Murakami, and brought her to the present situation.

She also finally understood why the other party dared to rush here without fear.

"Is Yama here to kill me?"

When Murakami was robbed, she sent bombs to the other party, and went to Kyoto to find the young master of the Li family, who told the other party about the identity of the man. Unfortunately, her efforts did not achieve the desired effect.

The other party even found the door, for what, there is no need to guess.

Looking at Fujiwara, who gradually calmed down and didn't have any plans to call for help, Li futu said curiously: "don't you plan to struggle?"

"Struggling?"

Fujiwara giggled.

"Does it work?"

"And why am I struggling?"

"I'm a prisoner here. I can't even get out of this room. As you saw just now, my brother wants to annihilate me..."

There are people who are not afraid of death in the world, but obviously Fujiwara is not among them. Otherwise, after being imprisoned for life, she would have committed suicide.

She is a very ambitious woman. Even though she was imprisoned here, she still harbors a sense of fluke and fantasies about what will happen in the future. But after Fujiwara came tonight, all her hopes for the future have been destroyed.

Although tengyuanji was cheated out tonight, it's not sure that he will come back tomorrow night.

It's better to die than to live and be a slave.

Her calm at this time is not pretended, because of the despair of the future, she is no longer afraid of death.

Li futu also saw this.

Before he came here, he did have a murderous heart, but now, his mind has changed.

Fujiwara is not afraid of death at all. Killing her at this time is not a kind of punishment. On the contrary, it helps her out.

Li futu did not start, sat down at the low table.

"Don't you do it?"

Fujiwara asked.

Li futu picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"So you want to die?"

Fujiwara looked at the tea trickling out of the pot: "then you came here specially to have a cup of tea, didn't you?"

"Before I came here, I really wanted to get rid of you, but now I've changed my mind."

When a cup of tea is full, Li futu puts down the teapot.

"Miss Lijie, let's make a deal."

"Deal? What deal? I have nothing now. If I don't have Li futu, I really have the power of bewitching. I also point out a way for Fujiwara Liji, who was forced to die.

"Of course, I will give you appropriate help when necessary."

Li added.

"Are you not afraid that I will not listen to you when it is done?"

Fujiwara asked.

Li futu said with a smile: "you should know that if it's not for the sake of mastering the whole Fujiwara family, whether it's killing you, your brother or your father, it's just searching for things for me."

Fujiwara is silent,

this is the self-confidence of a strong person. She doesn't need to make any guarantee at all, because her life and death are just between each other's thoughts.

"But why should I believe you?"

Li futu asked flatly, "Miss Liji, do you think you are worth my cheating now?"

Fujiwara suddenly enchanting smile, canthus eyebrows, rippling out of captivating charm.

Then, holding the skirt of her hand, she began to stretch to both sides.

With the touch of her fingers, the torn kimono slid down her fragrant shoulder, and then her hand stretched behind her back,

the silk bra was also removed.

"With me, I believe you won't break the bridge."

In this world.

Is there such a way to appease people?