frightfiction Chapter 13
Chapter 13
“Shut up! I said it's you, so it's you! Why the hell are you asking so many questions!”
The pressure on Zhou Shengsheng's neck tightened, causing her to quickly raise her hands in surrender. “Yes, yes, yes, yes! It's me! The legendary beauty from the Zhu Kingdom, said to be so stunning that she could only exist in the heavens! That's me!”
The black-clad man: ..... Suddenly not so sure anymore.
“Ming Siran! Stop right now! Your little lover is in my hands! Be smart and let us go!”
His loud shout caused everyone in the midst of fighting to pause.
After beheading a sneak attacker from behind, Ming Siran's bloodshot eyes slowly turned towards them.
Upon recognizing Zhou Shengsheng's face, he gave a contemptuous smile.
“Oh, go ahead.” The metallic taste of blood made his voice hoarse, but it didn't hinder the clarity of those few words.
Although she had expected it, Zhou Shengsheng still felt a bit annoyed by Ming Siran's refusal so bluntly.
“Your Majesty! Don't you remember what you promised our queen!” Zhou Shengsheng shouted desperately, ignoring the threat of the blade at her neck.
“In such a critical moment, I still maintained my character and used honorifics for this jerk?!! Well done, Zhou Shengsheng, the queen of not breaking character!”
Ming Siran: .... Does she really want me to praise her?
The man holding Zhou Shengsheng hostage was dumbfounded. This wasn't how it was supposed to go!
Shouldn't Ming Siran be furious but forced to submit because his beloved was in his grasp? Author, come out and talk to us?!
Why is he looking at me like he wants me to slit her throat right now??
Has the tyrant become this cold-blooded?
With sympathy, he glanced at Zhou Shengsheng, who was full of unwillingness and despair. He had no choice but to shout again, “Don't take me for a fool! I really will kill her!” With that, he tightened his grip, and blood trickled down Zhou Shengsheng's pale neck.
Ming Siran, however, seemed unfazed by her painful expression, smiling 'gently' at the man. “Why shout so loudly? I'm not deaf. Why don't you come closer?”
Ming Siran's hair was unbound, his black locks scattered, and his face and hands smeared with glaring red. His bloodshot eyes made him look like a demon risen from hell.
Only a fool would dare to approach him! It was precisely because this man was so brutally violent that he had been forced to take a hostage!
During the standoff, the man's companion suddenly gave him a signal, and while Ming Siran wasn't paying attention, he attacked from behind.
Ming Siran sneered, turned, and swung his sword, only to find that the man didn't even dodge, allowing himself to be cut in half. Blood splattered as the man, his face twisted in pain, let out a crazed laugh.
“Tyrant! Die!”
Then, Ming Siran's vision blurred, and his limbs suddenly lost their strength.
The man's blood was poisoned! His eyes darkened with hatred.
Seeing him fall, Zhou Shengsheng's eyes darted around,