Chapter 10: Grandfather, can you be gentler?

  Jingyue Xiaomeng didn't even have time to catch her breath. This shameless Mo Zun Bei Ming Xuan seemed to be playing with her like a toy, making Jingyue Xiaomeng so angry that she wanted to poke his bones into dust.

  The red lips on the edge of the gold mask seemed to smile even more coldly. The dark eyes, filled with hidden reefs, fell on Jingyue Xiaomeng's body, with contempt and ridicule in them, making her seem like an ant. Originally, he was here to help Dong'er and the others. But now? He actually wanted to know how this woman would react after finding out that Jingyue Xiaomeng wanted to kill her.

  Because this Mirror Moon Xiaomeng is not as rumored...

  Bei Ming Xuan is really addicted to playing, looking at Jing Yue Xiao Meng's seemingly weak body, but she is as agile as a swallow. Although she looks a bit disheveled, she can still dodge his attack when he is about to hit her. Such a woman, where is the weak woman? A scene suddenly flashed through his mind. If that foolish king's queen were replaced by this woman, life would seem to be quite interesting.

  At this moment when Jingyue Xiaomeng was still in a daze, she had already been calculated by the abdominal black guy in front of her. At this moment, Jingyue Xiaomeng was just a plaything for Beimeng Xuan.

  The Northern Dark Mystical Play is almost over. With a slight movement of his body, he fell in front of Jingyue Xiaomeng, stretched out his slender hand and grasped the perfect chin of Jingyue Xiaomeng. Can't help but admit that the woman in front of him is stunningly beautiful.

  A pang of pain shot through her lower jaw. Jingyue Xiaomeng had originally wanted to pry open Beiming Xuan's hand. Suddenly, she gave a violent start and threw a bewitching glance at Beiming Xuan, her body entwining around him as her delicate arms wrapped around his neck. She directly went in for a "hug". Her rose-petal-like lips rippled with an absolutely beautiful, sweet smile. In a voice as gentle as a spring breeze, she said: "Sir, be gentle, okay?"

  Bei Ming Xuan Zhen didn't expect that Jing Yue Xiao Meng would directly give him a hug. Therefore, his hand which was originally pinching Jing Yue Xiao Meng's chin loosened slightly. The dark pupils filled with genuine murderous intent. In his memory, the ugly scene flashed by. Women are all detestable.

  However, when Beiming Xuan started his massacre, Jingyue Xiaomeng was one step ahead of him. Taking advantage of this gap, she borrowed the force of Beiming Xuan. As she jumped up, her three-inch golden foot kicked towards Beiming Xuan's vital spot with great ferocity.

  "Bastard, I'll make sure you're childless and heirless." Hmph, this kind of man not only dares to try and snatch her family's Su Su's Burning Sword, but also has the audacity to want to kill her. Jing Yue Xiao Meng isn't someone to be trifled with.

  Her foot had not yet kicked the descendant of Beihuan Xuan, when Jingyue Xiaomeng was sucked in by Beihuan Xuan's palm. He grasped her snow-white neck and stared at her pale face with his bloodthirsty black eyes. His voice was cold as ice: "Woman, you overestimate yourself."

  The bloodthirsty man's terrifying gaze made Jing Yue have a feeling of rushing to the Yellow Springs. She didn't know why she had crossed over, but she was someone who cherished her life. Nothing in the world was more beautiful than being alive. Her mind quickly turned, thinking of how to escape as soon as possible.