Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2923 Start by step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (67)

   is all her products.

  She wants or doesn't.

  Like or dislike.

  No one else's turn.

Suddenly,

  The red blood was spit out suddenly by Mo Liyan, snaking down from the corners of the thin lips!

   With his own power, he broke away from all shackles regardless of the danger of meridians being shattered!

  In an instant,

He stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's slender and fragile neck, and slammed the person who was lying on him to the side. There was no pity and hesitation, and he had already pressed the person on the soft couch with one knee strong. Bend against her!

"You just want to die like that, don't you?!" His fierce Danfeng eyes burst into dark and dazzling shadows of swords and swords in an instant, his eyes seemed to be stained with blood, cold and annoyed, and his whole body revealed an absolute killing intent. And cold.

  The young prince squeezed the girl's slender neck with both hands. He was forced to raise his head. The neckline stretched out a tight arc, his throat seemed to be invaded with blood, his eyes squinted slightly, not paying attention.

  To be precise, she had anticipated such a scene in advance.

  Suffocation gradually poured in, and breathing became extremely difficult and precious.

  Ke Dye White did not make any struggling movements, but stared at the white mark on Mo Liyan's clavicle with a very calm gaze. His eyebrows were slightly curved like a breeze.

  There is blood all over the soft couch,

  I don’t know if it’s his or hers.

  Two people are entangled together, and their clothes are also intertwined, making it difficult to break free.

  Ranbai coughed hard for several times, his expression was the same as before, and he told him earnestly and cheerfully: "It looks good."

  She laughed: "Really."

  Mo Liyan's hand became harder and harder, as if the girl’s neck would be broken in the next second, killing someone.

  He chuckled coldly, watching the girl approaching suffocation from the top, his voice was cold and hoarse: "It's so dead, isn't it too cheap for you?"

  Mo Liyan approached her ear and paused every word: "What do you think, eh?"

  Outside the bedroom,

  On the seventh day of the first day, he noticed the smell of blood in the room. He took the sword hard, approached the door with a calm expression, and asked: "Master, are you okay?"

  Mo Liyan could perceive the aura and movements of the approaching seventh day, he stared coldly at the people on the soft couch, his deep icy pupils slowly stirred up a whirlpool storm, which was extremely dangerous.

Looking at the girl's pale and bloodless face indifferently, after a moment of silence, he slowly let go of his hand and slowly straightened up, standing next to the soft couch, his thin lips lightly opened, and his voice was hoarse: "Get down."

  His voice was mixed with gusts of wind and rain, but it seemed colder than that ruthless rainstorm.

  The corner of her lower lip was pursed on the seventh day of the day, not daring to ask more, bowed her head and stepped back.

  Yeyu knocks on the window, rushing.

  The light in the bedroom is dim, bright and extinguished, and even the people in it are in the shadows, unable to see through their expressions.

Yin Bai breathed lightly and faintly, and squinted her eyes with some impatience. The suffocation dissipated like a tide, but the spread of the poison became more and more intense. Her fingers suddenly retracted, ignoring Mo Liyan, and she held it with one hand. Leaning on the soft couch, he coughed violently several times, his fingertips turned white because of his force, he coughed up a mouthful of red blood, and vomited it on the ground!

Mo Liyan watched with cold eyes, wearing loose clothes, thick black clothing mixed with blood, he lifted his hand, cold finger pads inadvertently wiped the position of the collarbone, inch by inch across the **** wound. , You can feel very refreshing to the distinct imprints of the convex and concave under your fingertips.

   Then he exerted force and pressed firmly on the brand, as if feeling a shameful existence, disgusting and cold.

   seems to feel no pain at all, even though the meridian chaos, the nearly shattered colic of the internal organs and the sharp pain on the knife cut are blended together, but the face does not change, but there is a kind of habitual calm.

Beside the flickering lamp, condescendingly looked down at the blood-robed figure on the soft couch. After a short period of silence, he said without emotion, as if to narrate a fact: "This king should have been killed directly. you."

   "It's a pity." Ran Bai barely got up, pulled a lightly ridiculous arc, and carelessly wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his lips with his fingertips, "It's useless for King Jin to regret it now."

"Unexpectedly, on a whim, it brought up such a disaster today." This is something that Mo Liyan did not expect, and it made him hate the shame to his bones. The young prince tidyed up his clothes, lonely and rigorous. Yes, the black brocade boots stepped on the dagger that fell on the ground and slowly approached the girl, speaking slowly and ironically: "It's disgusting."

  The jumping light from the lamp fell in his eyes, and was instantly annihilated by the darkness.

  Ranbai met his eyes, she listened to the rain outside the window, listened to the prince’s ridicule and indifferent voice, and suddenly smiled to herself.

   Gradually dying in the most reckless smile, Tumi has arrived.

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  It’s not too long,

  Dyeing white is back to the original starting point again.

  But it shouldn’t be counted, after all, this is not the first dark cell.

   is a single stone chamber at the bottom of the dark prison.

In a confined space, the only exit is completely sealed. There are no windows, and the sky will never be seen. The air is cold and humid. There will never be any ray of light coming in here. The only place where the eyes can touch is darkness, endless. The darkness of my hand, I can’t see my fingers, I’m here alone, too small and inconspicuous, as if I could be swallowed and shredded by such darkness at any time

  There is no sound around, no sound at all, there will always be only your own breathing.

  Deadly quiet, boundless darkness, dormant behemoth.

  It is easy to drive people crazy.

  But dyed white is quite used to such quietness and darkness.

  She leaned in the corner of the wall silently, and randomly pressed the bleeding wound.

  To be precise,

The girl was dressed in a white dress. She was originally snowy and frosty, and immaculate, but now she is all stained red with blood. The extremely dazzling blood red, like a blazing fire suddenly burning in the dark night, a little bit more inexplicable. Unexplained death, treacherous drooping breath.

  Come out of the bedroom,

  Dyeing Bai was directly locked here.

  It's been three days, and from the moment I got here, I haven't seen anyone in the meantime.

  The heart-controlling episode has passed, and I feel much better.

It’s a pity that this body is too weak to stand up to the toss. After a fight, he was exposed to the rain and then got hurt. After three days in such a dark and humid airtight environment, he did not eat or drink and did not touch any water. Then he experienced an attack of poison. It seems that there is a high fever, and the consciousness of the fever is a little dizzy.

  Dye-white half-closed her eyes, her pale lower jaw lightly pressed against her knees, and she had been shrouded in darkness from three days ago to now, silent and sleepy.

   does not care about the current situation, life and death at all.

  (End of this chapter)