Chu Ci has never been a gentleman, nor will he blindly believe in other people's morals or promises. The conditions are nothing more than to make Stormwind City think that he is ready to arrest Pasonia and Thomas through negotiations, thereby relaxing Stormwind City's vigilance.

When he returned to the Moon God Tower from Stormwind City, the three officials and the demon-refining puppets rushed to Stormwind City and touched into the heavily guarded city overnight. Through various means such as threats, torture, and mind reading, the curse officer learned about Pasonia's residence and the news that she held a dance. Then the three officials began to formulate plans, declare Chuci, obtain approval, and carry out actions.

And, the effect is pretty good?

Chu Ci turned his head slightly, and a strange curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. He really didn't expect that such a rigorous and murderous plan would actually come from the medical officer, the ambulance officer.

With the lights and wine and wine, Pasonia is like a beautiful rose with thorns, wandering among the many guests, neither making people feel neglected nor giving anyone an illusion of being too intimate.

The nobles who covet Pasonia's beauty hated them and loved them so much that they felt so frustrated.

The swaying red wine glass, the swaying wine dizzy reflected a charming dizzy under the magic light. Under the transparent glass, two red lips were gently printed on the edge of the cup, and the head was slightly raised to reveal the slender neck. Bai Zhe's delicate skin was so beautiful that it was thrilling.

"Sir, that's it."

Pasonia smiled extremely charmingly and took the last great duke. The nobles of the entire Stormwind City were all standing beside her.

The old-age Duke turned around proudly, allowing the old-fashioned Duke to scan his waist and hips with his fiery eyes. The snake eyes suddenly found the last target at the dance.

Evil Youngden!

One of the founders of the Stormwind City Assassin Group, but under the management of Pasonia, no one in the Assassin Group remembers Yang Deng. All the assassins believed in this beautiful poppy flower for life.

She is poisonous!

Yang Deng's down-and-out appearance was incompatible with the dance party, and his dark face was constantly dispersing the guests around him. He held a glass of ordinary water in his hand, without even adding ice.

"Pasonia, you're beyond the rules!" Yang Deng did not greet Pasonia with a smile like others, but continued to hold his face in a stern face, without any fluctuation in his voice.

The establishment of the Assassin Group was because the rulers of Stormwind felt that some things were difficult to accomplish through legal means, so Yang Deng, one of the rulers, secretly contacted Pasonia Shore, who was detained in prison, in order to make her a tool for sweeping garbage in Stormwind. Pasonia immediately agreed and asked him to complete it in his own way.

Stormwind City treats the assassin group as a dagger, but never allows this dagger to escape from its own control. Pasonia's recent actions have shown signs of rebellion, which has attracted Yang Deng's questioning.

"My boss, are you questioning my approach?" Pasonia's slender snake eyes were half-closed, her dark eyes were as deep and strange as if they were hell in the abyss. Her whole body exuded a terrifying and terrifying temperament, but she had a faint sweet fragrance.

"The rules set by Stormwind City are very clear: only crimes that are approved by the kingdom are allowed." Since Yang Deng dares to face this beautiful snake, he has his confidence and confidence. Although Pasonia has become more and more dangerous and mysterious in recent years, Yang Deng is also extremely conceited about his strength.

"Then the boss thinks, is my approach harmful to Stormwind City?" Pasonia smiled so hard that her branches were trembling, and the plump snow hills jumped, as if she wanted to break free from the shackles.

But this erotic scene did not attract Yang Deng's attention. He was like a piece of ice that never melted for thousands of years, or hard and hard steel. His slender fingers gently held the water cup, and his eyes were cold and calm.

"My boss is indeed amazing. I deliberately exposed my flaws several times, but my boss is not moved at all." Pasonia's laughter gradually stopped. Under the colorful lights, the enchanting and beautiful woman spoke sweetly, but the content was bloody and cruel.

"But Master, I told you that a qualified assassin should always be in shadow and ordinary disguise. You are so cold and rigid, you will eventually be inferior. Do you think you can escape my plot by not eating anything and holding a cup of colorless and tasteless water? It's too naive!"

Pasonia took a sip of red wine proudly, and her lips became more delicate and charming. Yang Deng's face became very blue. He felt a strange thing in his body, which was a kind of paralysis, fatal paralysis!

"Well, the Void Claws that cross space are indeed a wonderful skill. I really don't know what you learned from there."

The place where the two communicated was located in a remote place in the courtyard, and there was also a carved stone mountain blocking everyone's view. Logically, no one should have noticed this, but the second after Pasonia showed her fangs, a light voice came from the other side of the stone mountain.

"In addition to changing poison to the void, your void claws should have other techniques to use, such as cutting through the void ruins, reaching their palms in, ignoring the space distance, appearing from anywhere, and attacking the enemy."

Under Pasonia's cold and murderous intent, a man turned out from the end of the stone mountain, wearing the clothes of a dance man, a bow tied around his neck, and a tray in his hand, with three wine glasses inside.

The man took a glass of wine on his own, took a sip, shook his head and said, "I worked hard for the guests for several hours, but I didn't expect to be lazy and drink some wine, which was mixed with **********."

"Who are you? How did you get in!" Pasonia's face was extremely cold, her jade feet shrank slightly, and her high heels that could escape from the trouble at any time burst out with a fatal blow.

"Who do you ask me?" The man repeated, putting the tray on the stone beside him, tidying up his clothes slightly, stretching out his hand to stroke his chest, and his feminine face was relieved: "I am the medical officer, a mere creation."

Pasonia was tense all over and suddenly exerted force, turning into a murderous figure, rushing towards the medical officer.

The medical officer seemed not to see Pasonia's raid, and continued to introduce himself: "My master is named Chu Ci. I am hereby ordered to take your life!"

The more Pasonia exerted her strength, the weaker her body became. The assassin's instant killing and cold-blooded all lost their effect in front of the medical officer.

She was poisoned!

Pasonia's figure became clearer and clearer. Finally, she looked like an old lady, hunched over and slowly knelt in front of the doctor's feet.

"In terms of assassination and combat power, I am not as good as you; in terms of poison and poisoning, you are not as good as me!"

After the medical officer said the last sentence, he handed over his body to Chu Ci.

"Do you know who I am?"

The same body, the same voice, and the different tone immediately shocked the two poisoned assassin leaders present.

A replacement?

Pasonia raised her head in surprise and looked at the feminine and handsome face.

"You are Chu Ci!" Pasonia's mind flew around, and while studying how to detoxify, she spoke and delayed the time.

"Yes, it's me!" Chu Ci affirmed Pasonia's guess with great ease and pleasure, and did not care about her little thoughts.

"You want to kill me?" Pasonia continued to talk nonsense.

"Of course, what do you think I'm here for? Participate in your dance." The big revenge was avenged, and Chu Ci relaxed halfway, leaned lazily on the stone mountain, and distributed the wine glass on the tray to Yang Deng and Pasonia. "Come on, this may be the last glass of wine in your life. Although it is mixed with **********, the taste is a bit impure."

"Let me go, I am willing to give myself to you, whether it is a chastity/sex or soul, I am willing to give myself to you. Even if you want me to be a shameless lust/slut/bitter, I will never resist." Pasonia didn't think about it and gave in. She couldn't relieve the poison on her body and didn't want to die, so there were not many choices for her.

The shameless Pasonia directly chose to surrender. Surrender may be alive, but if she does not surrender, she will die!

"Hmph, do you think he will let you go?" Yang Deng's expression was the same, as if he didn't care at all that his life was controlled by the two of them in a few minutes.

"Of course!" Pasonia answered quickly, the snake's eyes were like waves, and her beautiful cheeks were pale and weak, which made her feel a little pitiful. She was half kneeling on the ground because of poisoning. The spring/light on her upper body was exposed to Chu Ci's vision, and her white and tender legs were exposed to the bottom of her skirt, which was extremely seductive.

"I know I'm wrong, please let me go. I'm willing to bear the punishment of my master!" Pasonia said while spreading her legs, as if she was about to tempt Chu Ci.

"Yeah, enough!" Chu Ci nodded, so that Pasonia didn't have to continue doing it.

Before Pasonia could feel a little proud, Chu Ci said directly: "The barrier has been completely set up, you can die."

The smug girl snake was suddenly startled and raised its head suddenly, facing the cold eyes, without any emotional fluctuations, without any pity or sympathy.

"I almost killed Zixuan, do you think you still have a way out?" Chu Ci opened his hand and raised a silver needle and fell on Pasonia's body. It was cold, hot, itchy, painful, and numb. In an instant, it seemed that ten thousand ants were biting Pasonia's bone marrow, and itchy, and itchy, and itchy, painful, and numb. It seemed that ten thousand ants were gnawing on Pasonia's bone marrow, and it seemed that her whole body was covered with honey and was licked by a goat. During this period, it was mixed with the severe pain of crushing bones, the torture of ice and fire, and even an inexplicable sense of explosion. Pasonia was tortured so much that she could not survive or die, but her body could not move under the control of the silver needle, but her smooth and delicate skin was shaking irregularly and was sweating profusely.

In the courtyard, the killing was continuing, and no one could escape the death dance. The hideous and cruel demon-refining puppets sent these nobles to hell in various strange killing methods.

There were crying everywhere, the courtyard was covered with blood red, the pungent smell could not be removed, the blood spread layer after layer, and the residual limbs were everywhere.

"It's almost midnight, right?" Chu Ci raised his head and looked at the sky, then touched his nose and looked down at his watch in disappointment, "Oh, it's timeout!"

Chu Ci was like a embarrassed big boy and said to Pasonia: "Please be careful and just treat yourself as if you died yesterday?"

He took out a long sword in a flash and instantly pierced Pasonia's heart.

In the look of relief of this beautiful snake, the sword turned slightly, and the accompanying skill was activated to annihilate the soul of this enchanting woman, and then gently attached it to her ear and whispered: "After all, revenge is not overnight!"
Chapter completed!