Chapter 16 Night Murder
Almost at the same time as Yun Qingyan ordered Xiaoxuan, a gust of evil wind blew, and the sweet smell spread.
Rows of red candles were extinguished inch by inch, and the whole room fell into a darkness without five fingers!
Yun Qingyan quickly folded the quilt, then turned over lightly and went under the bed, quietly.
"Miss?" A soft female voice sounded outside the door.
The answer to her was silence.
Then, there was the sound of small footsteps coming from the door.
Through the dim moonlight, Yun Qingyan saw a graceful and slender woman walking from the door. Her steps were slow, but Yun Qingyan still heard a trace of nervousness hidden in the fine steps.
Do you still want to kill her? A look of contempt flashed in Yun Qingyan's eyes.
Aster squeezed her hand, where a little bit of fine sweat had already ooze out.
She tried to relax her breath, her eyes fell on the arched quilt,
"Swish" he took out a sharp dagger from his cuff.
If the lights were not out, they would definitely be able to see that the dagger was stained with poison that could seal the throat with blood, and the faint green color made the scalp tingle.
"Yun Qingyan, don't blame me." Staring coldly at the arched outline, Aster said in a stern tone.
"If you want to blame, you can only blame your existence, it's too annoying!"
After speaking, the dagger fell fiercely.
The blood splattered in the imagination did not happen, there was no feeling of the dagger piercing the flesh, but it seemed to pierce a large piece of soft fluffy cloth.
Aster was startled, her hands trembled, and she stabbed several knives under the arched outline, and soon, the arched black outline shrunk down as if breathless.
no one? !
As soon as the pupils opened, Zi Wan didn't care about anything else and vigorously lifted the quilt.
At the same time, the cold touch pressed tightly against her neck, like death in the dark night, causing a shudder to rise from her spine.
A sinister voice sounded beside her ear, with a bit of cynical disdain, "Tsk tsk~ Where did my quilt bother you? Do you want to treat it like this?"
"Yun Qingyan?! You are not dead!" The familiar and unfamiliar voice made Ziwan's scalp go numb and she screamed.
The moment she spoke, a vicious poisonous light flashed in her eyes, and she turned over and stabbed the dagger behind her.
"Heh~" A contemptuous voice sounded, and Aster felt her dagger pierce into the air.
The cold touch on her neck penetrated a little further, and the slightest traces of blood seeped out, and the subtle pain magnified infinitely in the darkness, stimulating her nerves.
"Aster, anyway, I'm also the master you've served for so long, so you expect me to die?" The cynical voice sounded behind her again, but the dagger against her gate didn't move at all—
"With your skill, you dare to learn from others to be a killer. You are not ashamed, even my master is ashamed~"
"Tell me, who is the person who instructed you to come?" Yun Qingyan asked with a smile, his tone was relaxed, as if he was chatting with an old friend.
"Miss, the servant is wrong!"
What answered Yun Qingyan was a suppressed voice of regret.
Aster's drooping eyes flickered in darkness.
Although I don't know when Yun Qingyan became so powerful, but Yun Qingyan has always been soft-hearted, as long as she kneels down and begs for mercy, she will definitely not care about her!
"Slaves... slaves, they're all being coerced!!" Ziyuan burst into tears and cried bitterly.
Yun Qingyan's dagger swirled in circles on the delicate skin of Aster, and every time it moved, it was like a poisonous snake licking its icy apricot, causing the hair to stand upright.
Leng Youyou's voice resounding like a life-threatening ghost resounded at Aster's neck—
"Oh? You told Miss Ben, who was coercing it?"