Chapter 1752: I don’t want your eyes anymore (45 more)

In a single-family mansion hundreds of kilometers away, in a dimly lit room, a tall and stalwart figure stood in front of the room’s floor-to-ceiling windows, and his white and slender fingers were gently swaying while holding a glass of red wine. The red wine in the dark was like The same as bright red blood.

In the big dark room, only the man stood quietly. On the bed not far away from the man, a slender figure lay quietly with a pale face. If she didn't feel the slight breathing, she might think she was just a figure. Dead body.

The door of the room was knocked respectfully, and the man said without looking back, "Come in."

His voice was very low and cold, and it had the magnetism that belonged to a man. If it hadn't sounded in this weird dark room, it would be a very good male voice.

An enchanting figure walked in, and the person was a very enchanting woman. The woman walked in respectfully, standing behind the man, and glanced at the **** bed blindly.

"Owner!"

The woman's voice is lowered, with a woman's unique coquettishness.

"Don't want your eyes?"

The man gently shook the red wine glass in his hand, and spoke coldly without turning his head, like a thousand-year cold pool, making the woman's back chill.

"Mei'er dare not, Mei'er is willing to be punished."

The coquettish woman Meier looked terrified, lowered her head, and looked respectful.

"If it's not useful for you, you will be dead at this time."

The man smiled coldly, and Meier didn't dare to speak at all.

"Say something right away."

The man's slender eyes gleamed with cold light in the darkness, like a wolf, and he would not be merciful if he bit someone.

"Master, Mo Yishen has left the capital."

Meier spoke in a deep voice, and there was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was a man's lowered laughter, with the warmth of a predatory bird.

"Out of the capital? Last time he had a big fate, this time, I have to see if his fate is that big."

The red wine glass in the man's hand was crushed directly by him, and the smell of red wine and blood complemented each other. The man raised his white and slender fingers and licked with his tongue, his eyes filled with satisfaction after bloodthirsty.

"Meier has arranged someone."

Meier knew how much her master hated Mo Yishen, she had arranged someone in advance.

"This time, I don't want to hear that he is still alive."

The man turned his head, and in the darkness, his face was faintly visible, and he could only vaguely see his thin red lips curling up coldly.

"Yes, this time, he will never let him live in the capital again."

They were silent for such a long time. Some time ago, Mo Yishen was allowed to hide. This time, he must not be let go.

"Take what I got last time."

The man spoke coldly, his voice was not the slightest warmth, Meier nodded, knowing what the man was referring to, that was the thousand-year poison that he got last time. The poisoned person will undoubtedly die, his whole body will rot, and he will no longer be saved.

The last time the poisonous ink was solved unexpectedly, this was something they did not expect. They did not expect that there were still people so powerful. You must know that their poison is a poison that is hard to obtain.

Although she doesn't know why the master likes to use poison to kill the ink, but if he does this, they will obey.

This time the poison was obtained through a lot of effort, and it was even worse than the last time. This time, she believed that Mo Yishen would never escape.

"Get out."

The man seemed a little uncomfortable, Meier wanted to step forward, but didn't dare, so she could only grit her teeth and leave to work.