I, Zhu Qizhen, am not called the Son of Heaven!

Staring at the darkness in the quilt, Zhu Qizhen saw nothing, and then shifted his gaze to the envelope and reached out to take it.

I don't know if it was out of curiosity, Zhu Qizhen suddenly asked: "Then how did you think about escaping?"

His words were not answered, Zhu Qizhen wanted to shrug, but suddenly noticed the coldness coming from his neck, and in desperation he could only bleed, and slowly opened the envelope with both hands.

"Obviously, you are not here to kill me, but you are threatening my personal safety now, which means that whether you kill me or not, it is not easy for you to escape, so what are you going to do?"

Zhu Qizhen did not forget to nag two sentences in the process of opening the letter, and as his words fell, the hand holding the knife on his neck was obviously a little harder.

Zhu Qizhen, who noticed this 900 scene, closed his mouth in amusement, although it could allow the Kunlun mirror to pull it into the illusion, but it was risky.

In case the woman realizes that she has been pulled into the fantasy realm, and then, desperately directly chopping down, then Zhu Qizhen will definitely be cool.

The behavior in the fantasy realm will also have a part of the impact on reality, although the impact is not large, but Zhu Qizhen will never joke with his life.

Giving up opening his mouth to inquire about the news, Zhu Qizhen slowly opened the envelope.

When he saw the letter man, Chef Zhu Qizhen was a little stunned, it was actually him?

The letter was written very long, a whole page was full, but the words and sentences in it were full of eagerness, and even many things did not seem to have time to write in.

After reading the entire letter, Zhu Qizhen was silent for a long time, and then he looked sideways at the person next to him: "Who are you?"

As expected, there was still no answer.

"You also know that because of your exposure just now, the entire palace is full of guards, and you can't go out unless I help you. "

When he said this, Zhu Qizhen's eyes were full of seriousness, making people unconsciously believe his words.

"I have my own way!"

"No, you can't help it, if my expectations are good, your solution is to take me hostage, but since you are willing to use your life to help the person who wrote the letter to deliver the letter, it must have a lot to do with him." "

"In this way, (Biba) must know something about me. "

If he didn't really know that he had the Kunlun Mirror, how could he sneak into the bed without knowing it?

"Since you know about me, then you must also know my strength, if I suddenly resist in the process of holding me hostage, do you think you have a chance of escaping?"

Zhu Qizhen's words fell, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he seemed to look at the darkness in the bed with some playfulness.

And hearing Zhu Qizhen's words, the people in the bed were also silent, thinking that they should be thinking about what Zhu Qizhen said.

I don't know how long it was silent, and when Zhu Qizhen felt that his neck began to ache a little, a voice finally came from the bed again.

"Will you help me?"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Zhu Qizhen's mouth couldn't help but rise even more, he first slowly reached out and patted the man's small hand, it was you who first put down the knife on your neck.

"My neck is sore, and if I say I want to resist, I will already resist. "

But Zhu Qizhen's words were not convinced by the mysterious man, and the knife on his neck was still tightly pressed against his neck.

Zhu Qizhen, who noticed this line of mines, only felt that it was a bitterness in his heart, and he really didn't plan to do anything.