That same night, at the third watch in the haunted house, a slender black shadow quietly sneaked into the dark room.

With an air of cold wind and frost all over his body, the black shadow came to the bed in the dim light like a familiar road, and gently lifted the white gauze with his palm.

By the light of a candle the size of a soybean swaying in the dimness, the dark shadow leans over the edge of the bed, with a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, coldly staring at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly beneath her - her sleeping face is peaceful, and she is lying in the snow.

Her skin is a touch of pink, and a breathtakingly beautiful plum blossom blooms enchantingly on her jade forehead!

Smelling the faint aroma of wine in the air, the shadow pursed his beautiful thin lips into an extremely sharp straight arc, like a sharp blade!

Sen Leng's murderous intent rushed out of the black shadow's body!

A ruthless and graceful hand, like a life-seeking god of death, slowly and dangerously touched the graceful and slender neck, and then tightened it step by step!

"Well...cold..."

Perhaps the temperature of the palm was too low, which disturbed the sleeping person. She frowned her delicate eyebrows, shrank her neck unconsciously, and uttered vague murmurs of dissatisfaction. Her tightened cruel long fingers immediately relaxed as if frightened.

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But then, as if he was angry and angry, he suddenly closed his fingers - but the bent knuckles could not be pinched hard!

In the black shadow's cold and indifferent eyes, which were as cold as snow, there were intense conflicts of conflicting emotions, sparking countless sharp edges.

The cold long fingers tightened and loosened, tightened again, loosened again... over and over again, but in the end they were unable to cruelly pinch the slender, warm and silky neck, and it stopped there stiffly.

The black shadow closed his eyes forbearingly, exhaled a faint breath, moved his graceful palm up, and gently caressed the sleeping pretty face.

The cold thumb is as gentle as a lover, gently stroking the perfectly soft and smooth skin underneath.

Then gently slide over the soft cherry lips, and finally stop on the smooth jade-like snow forehead, and the fingertips linger on the enchanting and proud plum blossom, describing...

As if he was bewitched, the black shadow leaned down, kissed the beautiful plum blossom with cold thin lips, and then covered the warm and soft cherry lips - but it broke at the touch of a touch!

"Yun Luoran, I'm back..." A slightly hoarse, cold voice gently escaped from Heiying's thin lips, declaring heartlessly and cruelly, "Sleep well, I have erased my feelings for you, and I will never see you again."

I will not have unnecessary feelings for you as a chess piece. Tongxin Jade is the only compensation I can give you. After everything is over, I will let you leave."

After finishing speaking, the black shadow stood up decisively, and the figure swept away, turning into the cold wind and leaving without leaving any trace.
Chapter completed!