Chapter 611

Wujizun's thin lips are slightly pursed. Although his lips are black and purple, it is still hard to hide the exquisite outline of his meticulous painting like the pen of God.

Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes half narrowed. She couldn't help but wonder what the facial features under the silver mask looked like?

"Enough of that?"

The man's hoarse voice broke the woman's reverie again.

Zhao Wanxi is like a child who was caught stealing sweets. Her ears are hot and she is annoyed. What was she thinking just now?

"Cough..."

Pretending to be calm and comfortable, she cleared her throat again: "it's said that you can buy anyone's life in wujizun. I don't know if it's true or not?"

The Supreme Lord stares at her, sharp black pupil, deep and dark, mixed with the domineering power of the king who forces people to obey, setting off the silver light of the mask, making the two lines of vision look more arrogant and dangerous.

"Not everyone is qualified to come to wujizun to buy people's lives, but If you agree to my condition just now, I can promise you one life first

The man stared at her and made a promise without delay. Although his voice was not loud, his words were sonorous and loud.

Oh! What a big tone!

Zhao Wanxi's lips sparked an intriguing smile, but as long as it was rumored that wujizun wanted to take the head, it never failed.

"I'm afraid you can't afford my life!"

After entering the palace, Zhao Wanxi knows how well the imperial palace is guarded. If she wants to take Leng Siyan's life, I'm afraid it's really hard for her and Ning shunmu to do it just by her weak strength.

Wujizun! This mysterious organization bumped into her like this. Zhao Wanxi even had the illusion that heaven was helping her. Since the Supreme Lord opened her mouth, she had no reason to refuse!

The Supreme Lord sneered twice: "is it difficult for you to take the head as a pilgrimage?"

It's obviously chiguoguo's irony!

Zhao Wanxi showed her eyebrows and said, "that's right!"

The air in the room suddenly solidified, and there was a strange and treacherous air flow between the two people at the door.

The Supreme Lord stared at her and confirmed in a cold voice, "what are you talking about?"

Word by word, Zhao Wanxi said very clearly: "what I want is the head on the neck of Leng Siyan, the king of dogs. Do you have the previous domineering power now?"

Her understatement of a rhetorical question, with a strong contempt, because she clearly saw in front of the Wuji Lord, when she heard Leng Siyan's taboo, Xinchang's body stood stiff, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her eyes became wrong.

She was sure that he was a counsellor!

Zhao Wanxi's contemptuous tone continued to provoke: "how? Is the promise just made by the Supreme Lord going to go back so soon? "

"Hahaha -"

the voice of cold charm, which had been silent for a long time, was raised. It was hoarse and rough, and the laughter was full of frightening and treacherous. Even amu could not help but hold Zhao Wanxi's thigh tightly. For the first time, he saw his father laugh so boldly, and he was inexplicably uneasy.

"Good! I promise you that I have made money on this business! "

The last sentence of the Wuji Lord came out inexplicably. Zhao Wanxi was at a loss when she heard it. She tilted her head and thought about it. Why did the Wuji Lord say that she made money? Is it difficult that he just wants to kill Leng Siyan and just takes over her business?

Soon, the man's voice came again: "it's time for you to keep your promise!"