Spiritual Wife

Chapter 75

A forceful aura lingered around her, the air froze into ice, forcing her to make a choice.

Resigned to his fate, Fang Yiren slowly stretched out his right hand, lowered his head, tears could not help but drip down.

Every drop of tear did not drop on the ground, but on Nalan Dragon Lord's heart, and became his heart's blood.

He was the last person who didn't want to see her cry, but now he made her cry.

However, he can't be soft-hearted, if he can't follow her every moment, he can't breathe.

Especially thinking that when Fang Yiren was in danger, he would not be able to know immediately, and he would go crazy.

Her brief disappearance this time had already made him crazy once, and he could no longer bear such a thing happening again.

Then it's not as simple as going crazy.

He will never allow it.

The bracelet is specially made by him, and only his palmprint can open it.

The bracelet sensed the owner's palm print, opened it with a click, and the dragon and phoenix separated immediately.

Dragon Lord Nalan put the bracelet on her right hand silently, and with a beep, the bracelet closed.

The size is just right, unless the bracelet is opened again, it can never be taken off.

"Yiren, I just want to protect you." Holding the little hand with the bracelet on, he stared deeply at her, with deep affection that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

Fang Yiren struggled to withdraw her hand, her resistance made him very uncomfortable and panicked.

He knew it would be useless to explain, but he still wanted to explain.

Fang Yiren stretched out his left hand, wiped away the tears on his face, gave him a cold look, and said, "Can you go?"

Fang Yiren's coldness pierced into the depths of his heart like a thousand sharp knives, making him bleed!
He finally knew.
From now on, if she makes him happy, he will be happy, if she wants to make him hurt, he will have to hurt!
Dragon Lord Nalan reluctantly let go of her hand, and his fingertips ran across her palm, which was terribly cold.

Her hand slid down feebly, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Dragon Lord Nalan knew that what he said would only make her more disgusted and resistant, so he could only choose to leave temporarily to let her calm down.

The soles of the feet felt like bamboo sticks had been hit, and every step I took was a heart-piercing pain!
She didn't look at him again, and when he just walked out of the room, she rushed over.

He thought that she would be reluctant to leave him after all, and at the second he left, just like him, she suddenly discovered his importance and wanted to chase him out to keep him.

He stopped, and a coquettish flower blossomed out of joy in his heart, but
There was only a "bang", and the door vibrated heavily behind him, isolating him from the door.

The coquettish flower that bloomed in my heart just now bloomed and faded in an instant!

The petals were ruthlessly scattered all over the ground, and what was scattered all over the ground was not the petals, but his heart!
The purple-gold pupils were colder than ever, and his whole body was like the ice of hell. He was stuck at the door for a long time, unwilling to leave.

The low sound of crying came into his ears from the room, his ears were selectively muted, and the mute button was pressed around him, so he could only hear her cry.

It was like a kitten's throat, low and low, hovering in his heart.

It wasn't until the room became quiet that he left with heavy steps, returned to the next room next door, and started smashing things to vent.

"Bang bang, bang bang bang."

In the room, cups, chairs, lamps, bookshelves, antiques, everything he could touch became victims.

In less than 5 minutes, the room was in a mess, as if a major earthquake had just occurred, which was horrible.

There was a full-length mirror in the room. After Nalan Dragon Lord finished venting, a strand of hair fell from his forehead, covering his evil and terrifying right eye.

Adding evil to the originally cold and terrifying person, with sexy thin lips tightly pursed, and murderous look in his left eye, he walked towards the full-length mirror step by step.

Nalan Dragon Lord is like a newly awakened Hell Shura, returning bloodthirsty, evil and terrifying.

Looking at himself in the mirror coldly, Fang Yiren's hot tears were all in his mind.

Suddenly, he punched heavily, and the iron-like fist hit the full-length mirror, shaking the entire wall.

The full-length mirror was smashed to pieces in an instant, and all the debris fell on the carpeted floor without making any sound.

One drop, two drops, three drops.
The bright red blood dripped continuously on the snow-white carpet, dyeing the blossoming red plums, which was shocking!
He used a huge mind to prevent the wound from healing automatically, so that he could feel the joy of the gradual loss of blood.

Imagine that he would be in pain.

He once read a sentence: When the body hurts, the heart will not hurt so much.

However, I can't feel anything!

He was born without pain!
Heartache is the so-called pain he can feel for the first time, so it makes him feel strange and scared.

At the same time, it also made him obsessed with this pain, and even fell in love with this pain abnormally.

As if this kind of pain could prove that he was alive.

There is a study room in the middle, and Fang Yiren also felt the vibration from Nalan Dragon Lord's room in the room.

After all, she couldn't bear it, and wanted to see what he was doing, what he was doing, and how could he make such a big noise?
The door was open, and it was eerily quiet inside!

Before entering the room, I was terrified by what I saw.

In the room, things were smashed into a mess, antiques, utensils and so on were all smashed.

Look at the person who smashed things again, standing with his back to her, his shoulders rising and falling with the owner's breathing.

The back view alone gives people an indescribable horror, an incomparable shock!

Fang Yiren is not afraid of him, but thinks it's too bad for him to throw things in other people's homes. "Why are you crazy, you think this is your home?"

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"Are you sick? You have to look at the occasion if you want to lose your nerve!"

His ignorance of repentance angered her, and she was already angry at the bracelet he put on her.

She hasn't vented her anger yet, but he is fine. In other people's homes, smashing other people's things into pieces is really out of style and disappoints her too much!
"." Nalan Dragon Lord turned his back to her, without a word of excuse, and his teeth were gritted loudly.

What the hell, still ignore her?

"Crazy!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Not right, not right!
From the moment she came to this room, she felt something was wrong!

She scolded him so much, but he didn't say a word. In the past, when she said this about him, he would have already quarreled, saying that she favored this and protected that.

But today, his quietness made her very uncomfortable!

It's so abnormal!

Fang Yiren was restless, she was about to leave and never cared about him anymore, but she stopped, turned back, and asked patiently, "What's the matter with you?"

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"say!"

"I'm going to die, I don't care!" The stinky man finally spoke!
But what the hell was he talking about?

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