Princess Meiyan’s eyes fell on the Lord’s arm that was held by Yun Chujiu, and a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.
At this moment, Hei Xinjiu shrank into the Lord’s arms and said with a trembling voice, “Sheng Zun, that old and ugly witch stared at me. I was scared to death!”
The Lord said indifferently, “You retreat to the back. I’ll kill her.”
Hei Xinjiu felt very comfortable in her heart. Her pretty boy was really good. He was cold and heartless to other women. She liked his style.
Princess Meiyan was so angry!
When did she glare at her? This B * Tch dared to frame her!
Also, Sheng Zun had never been close to women. Why was he so protective of this B * Tch?
Just as Princess Meiyan was thinking about it, she suddenly felt a murderous aura. She hurriedly dragged a guard to block in front of her.
The guard was swept by the Lord’s palm wind and immediately flew out. Without even looking, she knew that Sheng Zun was definitely dead.