Meng Tangan squatted in front of the bed, leaning against the wall, holding his knees with both hands, trying to sleep or not. The feeling of nausea was getting worse and worse.

I opened my eyes drowsily, saw a dark shadow, sneaked into the room, and woke up immediately.

The health pot quietly observed in the dark, shining green and green in the darkness, like a ghost, lighting up the way forward.

It's also great to be a lighting fixture, but it's a pity that no one can appreciate it except Meng Tang'an.

He looked at the woman on the ground and then at Xu Beihou on the bed.

Doubt Hu Sheng.

Is something not quite right?

You deserve to be single for the rest of your life!!

Meng Tang was nestled in the corner, his figure slender, and the night was so dark that it was difficult to notice someone else.

That person couldn't see her, but she saw that scene very clearly!

Xie Xun was still lying on the bed, seemingly asleep and motionless.

Meng Tangan held his breath.

The man stood in front of the bed, holding a dagger in one hand and raising it high, shining with a cold light.

Suddenly and without warning, he glanced sideways and met Meng Tangan's eyes!

The eyes are as sinister as poisonous snakes, which is creepy.

Meng Tang's head skipped a beat.

…

The white tiger was strong and fast, shuttled through the mountains and forests, and soon disappeared. Dozens of people couldn't catch it no matter how hard they tried.

Emperor Yan was furious: "Find it for me!"

Throwing out a harsh word, he took the lead and rushed into the distance.

At night, Bai'an Mountain becomes even more difficult to navigate due to its rugged rocks and strange rocks. Emperor Yan did not know where he went while riding his horse.

Looking at the scene around me, I realized that something was not right, and I wanted to retreat. Not far away, I heard the roar of a white tiger.

He was in high spirits, gritted his teeth, and after a brief weighing, continued to pursue him.

The mountain road got steeper and steeper, and Emperor Yan had an ominous premonition for some reason, and finally saw the white tiger drinking water by the river, with beautiful fur and smooth lines.

He narrowed his eyes and drew the bowstring.

The white tiger looked over as if sensing something, its black and fierce pupils locked on the prey in the middle of the night, which was frightening.

Emperor Yan was horrified. With a flick of his fingertips, the iron arrow broke away from the bowstring and missed!

The white tiger was enraged and let out a dangerous roar from its throat, and actually rushed towards Emperor Yan——

…

The mountain wind was biting, and the branches and leaves swayed like ghosts. The wooden house was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard. The shadow in front of the bed raised the dagger and stabbed Xie Xun without hesitation!

With a "Bang!" sound, the dagger fell to the ground. The sleeping man easily caught him and broke one of Yu Yi's hands.

The moonlight was blurry, and I could only hear the voice with a sleepy scorn, quite loose, and smiled: "So this is the way to treat guests?"

Yu Yi was not afraid to laugh back, and it was extremely weird: "You can't escape."

Xie Xun didn't even raise his eyelashes, he raised his hand and knocked the person unconscious. Yu Yi rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground.

It all happened so fast and ended so quickly. Meng Tangan always felt that something had been missed and was a little uneasy. He stepped forward and picked up the dagger on the ground, hoping to use it for self-defense. His head suddenly felt dizzy, and he felt even more dizzy than before.

Strong, unable to fall back, just falling into Xie Xun's arms.

"At this time, do you still have the intention to throw yourself into your arms?" Xie Xun sneered and caught the person in his arms with a mocking tone.

"I..." Meng Tang'an's face was very pale, abnormally pale under the moonlight. His breathing was messy, hanging on Xie Xun's body, and he couldn't lift it with the slightest strength. His lips lost their color and trembled slightly.

Xie Xun frowned, realizing something was wrong. He raised her chin with one hand and glanced twice. His cold fingertips suddenly touched the pulse of the woman's slender wrist.

It turns out to be miasma.

Xie Xun's eyes froze, and he pressed the fingertips on Meng Tangan's wrist with a little more force.

The person in his arms is weak and weak, with a touch of innate and thrilling color flowing in the pale, like an inexperienced demon walking out of the mountains and rivers, with drooped eyelashes and weak breathing.

If left alone, this flower will soon wither and decay, and be crushed by wind and rain.

The warmth on my shoulder is a little burning.

Hot.

The situation in the Hou Mansion was treacherous. He had been exposed to several strange poisons since he was a child and suffered a serious illness. Fortunately, he saved his life. From then on, he was not immune to a hundred poisons. However, the miasma could not do anything to him. Unexpectedly, he ignored Meng Tang.

Ann.

A squeamish, incompetent, idiot who dares to show off his temper.

In short, they are all a burden, and they deserve to die.

Xie Xun thought so and stared at her with light eyes.

Meng Tangan could hardly open her eyes, and her dark eyes were covered with moist mist, as if the pattering rain had wet the petals.

There was a cold and pleasant fragrance lingering in her breath. Even the body temperature of that person was cold, and it was not necessarily warm when she was holding her.

She reluctantly raised her eyelashes and looked at Xie Xun.

In fact, it is not possible to see clearly. Through the night and moonlight, and the bright white frost, I can see the deep and elegant eyebrows, and meet her eyes.

"Xie Xun..."

She seemed a little scared and a little aggrieved, her eyes were red and soft, and she was cute only for a little daughter. Her thin lips moved, and she made less obvious syllables, which sounded like complaining or coquettishness.

Heavy, the cat's claws scratched my heart, a little itchy: "Am I going to die?"

Xie, Xun.

This was the first time she called him by both his first and last name.

It reminded Xie Xun of a cat he had raised when he was a child. When it was dying, it also whimpered like her.

But he doesn't have such a stupid cat.

"You will die now. Your life is too cheap." Xie Xun showed no emotion on his face and answered calmly.

"You're right." Meng Tang'an didn't say anything to him. She bent her peach blossom eyes and tried her best to make a weak voice, as if mumbling to herself, "I do seem to be...very cheap."

Born lowly, with a humble background, weeds and duckweeds, between life and death, in this prosperous world, no one will care about the dead maid in which mansion.

Just a slave.

To everyone, they are slaves.

Xie Xun felt a little irritated in his heart, and he didn't know who had set him on fire. The trend was getting stronger and stronger.

Trash that can be crushed with one finger.

It’s even more unpleasant to the eyes.

In fact, she is still a bit pleasing to the eye, and her smart-ass comments and crude and stupid flattery are better than this half-dead look.

Xie Xun looked at her coldly, then suddenly made a move, pinching her chin.

The sudden movement and the cold and bewitching temperature made Meng Tangan stunned, so stiff that he didn't know what to do.

"Bite me."

The word "straight" fell down.

It's obviously very ambiguous, but there's no emotion.

Those narrow eyes looked at her calmly, very close at hand, and their eyes were very deep.

Under the half-bright moonlight, the night wind outside the window was tearing and howling.

Xie Xun has already sent out the invitation, so she’s not welcome!

To die under the peonies is to be a ghost and be romantic.

Meng Tangan hit his lips hard.

No loss, she thought.

Xie Xun hissed, his thin lips were numb from being knocked, and his slender fingers pinched the delicate and fragile back of her neck, and said coldly: "Did I let you bite me like this?"
Chapter completed!