Cheng Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly. Since yesterday morning, something was wrong with the little girl in front of him.

It is like a body without a soul, with warmth, able to talk and laugh, but no longer vivid and lively.

What exactly happened?

Cheng Shuo carefully recalled yesterday morning when the little girl suddenly changed her face, and it was after he finished telling the news about the Nine-Cross Gate.

"The Nine-Level Sect and the sect leader Jiu Qingtian are all killed!"

Was it scared because of this?

If the two of them had not joined forces to kill the enemy the day before yesterday, Cheng Shuo might have believed it.

But after seeing Ye Miao's cruelty when he killed the enemy, Cheng Shuo could not believe it, she would be scared.

"Miss Ye San, is there someone you know in the Jiuchong Gate?"

Apart from this, Cheng Shuo could not think of any other reason.

The boy in royal blue uniform stood against the light, so dazzling that it made people dizzy. Ye Miao had to squint his eyes to see him clearly.

Hearing his question, Ye Miao couldn't help but lower his eyes, "No."

She really doesn't know the people in the Nine-Level Gate. Even Jiuchao, which has only been seen several times in his previous life, and once in this life, she can't say she knows them.

Cheng Shuo obviously didn't believe it. Before he could continue asking, Ye Miao spoke first, "Class Cheng, it's time for me to go back, say goodbye."

She remembered Cheng Shuo and the cheap master to meet.

Even though she was disheartened now, like a walking zombie, her fear of a cheap master in her previous life still made her subconsciously want to avoid it.

Cheng Shuo was a little dissatisfied, why did he leave when he saw him? He didn't eat anyone.

"Miss Ye San, I have something to say."

Ye Miao turned around and stood still, "What's wrong with Prince Cheng?"

"I received a letter from Xu Chong and my guard's flying pigeon in the morning." Cheng Shuo stared at Ye Miao and said word by word: "The people from the Jiuchong Gate are not dead. Someone pretended to be dead and ran away while our people were not paying attention."

Ye Miao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked in a trembling voice that almost couldn't help himself: "Who?"

"The eldest brother of the Jiuchun Gate, Jiuchao."

Nine Dynasties? Nine Dynasties are not dead? Nine Dynasties have run away?

Ye Miao suddenly felt a huge ecstasy in his heart, which was so surging that she could hardly stand.

Without thinking, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Shuo's sleeve, and in a voice that was trembling even more than before, she couldn't wait to confirm, "What did you say just now?! You said that the senior brother of Jiuchong Sect was not dead, isn't it true?!"

Looking at the little girl's rosy face and shiny eyes, Cheng Shuo narrowed his eyes and the cold light flowed under his eyes.

"Do you know that Jiu Dynasty?" he asked casually, unaware of the coldness in his tone.

Ye Miao was so excited that she heard Cheng Shuo's words. She just wanted to confirm the news she had just heard, "He is not dead, is it true?! Is it?!"

The little girl in front of her was so urgent, Cheng Shuo nodded involuntarily, "It's true, but..."

"Really! He wasn't dead, it turned out that he wasn't dead! That's great!" Ye Miao cried and laughed, like a crazy woman.

Nine Dynasties were not dead, which means that he would go to the prince’s side just like in his previous life, just like in his previous life, and betray the prince at the last moment and kill the prince.

Then Baoer, her Baoer, she has the chance to meet again!

The surprise came so unexpectedly that Ye Miao simply didn't know how to express his joy.

"I've issued a killing order." A faint voice sounded from the top of my head.

"What?!" Ye Miao opened his mouth wide and instantly petrified.

This feeling of climbing up from hell and rising to heaven, and then falling back to hell seemed to have her entire blood drained.

"Chief Cheng," she grabbed Cheng Shuo's sleeves and begged desperately, "Will you let him go? When I beg you, would you let him go?"

The boy's eyes suddenly became colder, even colder than Han Bing. His thin lips pulled out a cold curve, and he asked in a very indifferent tone: "Tell me, what do you have to do with him?"

"I...I..." Ye Miao couldn't answer.

She didn't know how to answer this question. Could she tell Cheng Shuo that Jiuchao was related to Baoer's birth in the future?

If he really said this, he would be afraid that she would be obsessed with the dirty thing!

"If you tell me, maybe I will think about it, otherwise..." The boy said lightly without any warmth: "For his crimes, he will be killed without mercy!"

How could Ye Miao, who personally participated in the investigation and witnessed the crimes of the Jiuchong Gate, not knowing what happened?

Such a person is cut into pieces and death is worth jealous if he dies ten thousand times!

But if he dies, Baoer may be gone. For Baoer, she can't let him die no matter what!

"Mr. Cheng, this time, the matter between the young master Qing'an Hou and the Young Master Xue, and hundreds or thousands of children, are I considered to have made great contributions?" Ye Miao asked with biting his lips.

The surrounding aura suddenly became like frost in June, making Ye Miao shivering involuntarily.

At this moment, the boy's extremely moving starry eyes suddenly covered with frost.

Ye Miao straightened his back and looked at him stubbornly.

The boy raised the corners of his lips and showed a colder smile than the snow, "So?"

"I don't want any reward. I'm willing to use my credit to exchange his life!" The almond eyes, like cat's eyes, were flashing with all the crazy and tense body, like a kitten who was about to attack at any time.

She wants to save this person's life, no matter what, she wants to save it!

"Okay, I promise you." The young man stared at her fiercely and said in a low tone.

Ye Miao almost cried with joy, "Thank you, Prince Cheng, thank you!"

Thousands of words are not enough to express the gratitude in her heart at this moment.

"You don't have to thank me in a hurry." Cheng Shuo casually glanced at her little hand holding his sleeve, "We have to calculate some of the accounts."

Ye Miao was stunned, "What's the account?"

Cheng Shuo smiled with his lips, revealing his shiny white and sharp teeth, which looked like a wild beast hunting in the jungle.

Ye Miao subconsciously felt the danger, let go of his hand and retreated, wanting to retreat to a safe place.

The boy in front of her pressed her step by step until her back was pressed against the wall that was hot in the sun.

Ye Miao didn't even dare to shout.

The wind passing through the alley gently blew, blowing up the corner of his robe, and the corner of her skirt looked like a beautiful picture from a distance.

Ye Miao's fingers subconsciously clasped the hot wall, because his breath was full of his invasion.

Like a hunter's net, she tightly covers it.

"Last time, not far from here, you said you couldn't bear to part with your elder sister. Actually, you wanted to kill her, right? Because I had stopped you for no reason, you got angry at me, right?"

That day, the cheap master had already explained this matter. Ye Miao had no need to deceive him anymore. He bit his lip and said, "Yes."

"You said that your martial arts are from the new archer and archer in Lin'an Hou Mansion. In just over two months, you can practice as skilled and neat as killing people?"

Some people are martial arts geniuses. If they have a foundation, they can practice like a perfect person in a few months, but experience, especially the experience of killing people, cannot deceive people.

In order to save Cheng Shuo, she and Shen Lang were alone in danger, and never thought that this could be hidden from the process.

"It was not taught by Master Cui." Ye Miao said honestly.

The chin suddenly tightened, and the tall boy squeezed her chin with two fingers and raised it.

"Miss Ye San, you are afraid you don't know that no one has ever dared to use tricks in front of this prince or deceive me. And you have been fooling me again and again."

The boy bent down halfway and approached dangerously, his voice as low as if it was overflowing in his throat. "You said, how should I punish you?"

The low voice is so dangerous that it makes people feel palpitations.

Ye Miao felt that his breathing was difficult, "You...what do you want?"

Yes, what did he want? The boy's starry eyes were half-closed, and he showed a little confusion in his indifference.

Those who have always dared to fool him will have the only ending up with the word "death".

But the little girl's neck is slender, white and tender, and her body exudes a faint candy fragrance. How could he bear to strangle it to death?

Cheng Shuo suddenly remembered the first time he saw her.

When she called him "Brother", the sound as light as snowflakes fell silently into his heart, scratching him so hard that he wanted to listen again.

And what he thought in his mind when he saw her clearly:

His little face is round and so white that I want someone to poke it.

The nose is round and so small that I want someone to pinch it.

I poked my face last time, should I pinch my nose this time?

The dangerous and cold starry eyes suddenly became charming and affectionate.

Cheng Shuo approached her, with water shimmering in his eyes, "Do I do whatever I want?"

Ye Miao panicked for no reason, "Of course not! If I lied to you and made you angry, I apologized to you!"

He didn't say anything, and his small nose was pinched with two fingers.
To be continued...