Chapter 2 Her Cold Mirror Is Damn! (2)

Her cold glasses are damn!

Ah!

Damn she? What's wrong with her, damn her? She was originally from an aristocratic family and was very happy, but because she was known to have supernatural abilities, her family was destroyed when she was only 5 years old! She was secretly sent away by her grandfather and hid in Tibet. Nearly 20 years of killer career, constantly working for others, being controlled by others, and in the end, he was calculated by the organization he served and killed! Just because she was worried about her defection, she tried every means to destroy her!

Damn she? She wanted to know, why should she be stunned!

Hanjing's eyes were red, and she stared coldly at the blue-clothed woman, let her look into her eyes, and said coldly: "Tell me, tell me well, why should I die?"

The blue-clothed woman was frightened and stupid. Everyone knows that Hanjing is arrogant, domineering, and short-tempered. She also provoked her, but she has never seen such a terrible Hanjing! That gaze, as cold as it could penetrate the bone marrow, made her freeze up!

I can't even feel the burning pain on my face!

"Han Jing, you are being presumptuous! Let go of her! No matter how foolish you are, how can you beat and scold the daughter of General Han at will!" King Ling, who was on the side, saw Han Jing's unreasonable appearance, I feel disgusted!

How could such a woman be his princess!

"Yeah, eldest sister, let go of Sister Han. You fell into the water just now, and everyone saw that you accidentally fell. It has nothing to do with Sister Han! How can you blame Sister Han for this? What about her body?" Han Yan said anxiously, then turned to King Ling, and said softly: "His Royal Highness King Ling, please persuade eldest sister, she usually listens to you the most!"

In King Ling's mind, the usual look of Hanjing facing his nympho immediately appeared in his mind, which was even more disgusting, his face was especially ugly, and his voice was a bit deeper: "Hanjing! If you don't let go, don't blame Ben. The king is rude to you!"

When Han Jing heard the voice, she turned to look at the man and woman who sang a harmony, with a familiar face, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

There seemed to be many unfamiliar memories flooding into her mind in an instant, making her a little confused.

what happened? Isn't she dead? No, she is still alive, but why is she still alive?

Han Jing glanced around in confusion, and there were still whispering voices. In the air, it was human breath and it was warm, so it was not a dream. Is she really still alive?

She suddenly stretched out another hand and pinched Han Yuxiao's neck. Her neck was hot...

Han Jing's sharp fingernails swiped across Han Yuxiao's neck, and red blood flowed out, sticking to Han Jing's cold fingers, it was really hot.

She is alive, she is cold, still alive!

The corners of Han Jing's lips suddenly raised, she was still alive, good, very good! From then on, her cold mirror will live better than anyone else! She will never be under anyone's control again! Not even a day! If the sky dares to kill her, she will destroy the sky! If God wants to destroy her, she will destroy God! She is cold mirror, don't live to live again! She wants the world to be trampled under her feet! Let the world live by her will! ·

The smile on the corner of Hanjing's lips was particularly eerie and terrifying because of the slap-sized birthmark on her left face!

Han Yuxiao scratched her neck by her, and saw the terrible smile on her face again,

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