Song ranxin was stunned in front of her. She was afraid of being killed.

Jiang Shi felt something was exploding in his mouth. It was sweet.

He closed his eyes, moved his eyelids, and grasped Yin Yuke's clothes tightly.

Aware that Yin Yuke wants to leave, he grabs his clothes and pulls people into his arms.

"No, I feel bad."

Jiang Shi's whole body lies in Yin Yuke's arms.

Yin Yuke felt something was wrong. The man in front of him was shaking all over, his face was pale, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He reached out and touched, "what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." After a long time, Jiang Shi opened his eyes and showed his dark eyes.

He stooped to pick up the dagger, touched his reddish mouth, and laughed.

Now his heart was full of tyranny.

He thought something was wrong.

However, the feeling is very strong, has been stimulating him.

He knew that it was the poison in his body that was affecting him.

The Empress Dowager's venom is chronic, but it can make people in a trance and guide them quietly.

Angry emperor, for a moment, this name is deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

"You turn around."

Jiang Shi smiles, but his emotion can't be seen on his face.

Now he is playing the role of cannon fodder. Naturally, he needs to act according to the behavior and character of cannon fodder.

Cannon fodder can vent their emotions anytime and anywhere, and what is the death of a woman?

He turned and walked towards song ranxin.

The dagger without the scabbard is very sharp and cold.

Song ranxin is flustered at this moment. She really feels the killing intention of the man in front of her. He really wants to kill himself.

He is just a quiet and nameless woman. No one will revenge for her when she dies in this deep lane.

What's more, this man has such a close relationship with Wang yinyuke, who can he be?

"You... Don't kill me, I can use it." Song ranxin opened his mouth and made a dry voice.

Jiang Shi gave a cold smile, drew out the dagger and made a gesture on her cheek. Finally, the dagger patted her face.

"Useful? What's your use? "

He had a cruel smile on his face and a trace of rage in his eyes. Looking into it deeply, it was a piece of Stoic anger.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Jiang Shi was filled with anger. Now he really wanted to kill the woman.

But she's still useful.

He closed his eyes and scratched song ranxin's face with the tip of a dagger, "say, what's your use."

Song ranxin shrinks in fear. She looks at the boy in front of her in horror and thinks he is very sick.

Closed his eyes, but like a pair of dark eyes staring at you, showing a cannibal look, that cold dagger seems to be able to cut her neck at any time.

With a cold sweat in her hand, song ranxin felt that her delicate face had been cut, and there was some wet blood flowing out.

Her nerves were so tense that she couldn't tell whether it was a cold sweat or a cut on her face.

Suddenly, Jiang Shi opened his eyes and looked at her with a bloodthirsty light at the corner of his mouth, "my patience is limited."

With that, he raised his dagger and stabbed song ranxin in the arm without hesitation.

"Ah."

She screamed. Looking at the excitement in the eyes of the person in front of her, she suddenly stopped crying and her chest kept rising and falling.

There was a lot of fear.