The blood of the dust and evil in the chaotic world dyes the red lotus

Tu Mingjiao was shrouded in darkness, gloomy like a sea.

When Ji Heng stepped into this land, he felt that every step he took, his heart sank.

Cang Ye was sitting in the front hall, watching Ji Heng approaching him step by step.

"Tell me, who is Chu Dan, and who is Chonghuang?" The deep voice was emotionless, Junyi's face was frighteningly pale, Cang Ye seemed to have lost his soul, and his deep eyes were already empty.

"Since you know, if you can't forgive, then go and kill him with your own hands. I'd rather you kill him with your own hands." Ji Heng paused every word, and at the end, he burst into tears.That kind of sadness is indescribable, and that kind of powerlessness cannot be detached.Let Chu Dan die, since he jumped into the abyss, it is not as good as Huangquan Biluo.He will die with him and go to hell together.

A long silence, the wind howling, can break a remnant heart.

"I will fulfill you, come! Send troops!" Cang Ye stood up, his originally pale face was even paler against the black armor.

On the battlefield, Cang Ye stood in front of the army, the wind was blowing, the yellow sand was long, and swords were flying.Cang Ye held the sword, closed his eyes, and let the residual wind blow by.

Under the high platform are his people, his tribe, the tribe that was brutally broken by the current emperor, survived for four years, and formed today's army.

And the person I love the most is the current prince...

Fate played a big joke on him, and it was fatal.He shouldered the mission of restoring the whole family, but he fell in love with the son of the enemy, became obsessed with madness, and fell into deep trouble.

But now, what should I do...

In front of the army, Cang Ye stood there feebly, his slender body no longer straightened.Looking at the crowd in front of him with empty eyes, Cang Ye seemed to see the end of the world, the entrance to the underworld.

But what he didn't know was that the end of the capital was the real hell.

The really scary things are never ghosts, just like Chongyi, who was triggered in the name of Chonghuang, and lured Chu Dan to appear with the order of the people.

In the mansion of the Seventeenth Prince, in the dark dungeon, Chu Dan was lying on the cold stone bed with bleak eyes, the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried up, his slender body was almost stretched out there, and even the slightest movement was drained.It's just that those blue eyes still struggled and refused to close lightly, just because of a thought, pulling his nerves that were about to collapse.

Chu Dan's belt was torn off, exposing his protruding abdomen to Chong Yi's eyes.

The cold, dank dungeon was very cold, as if everything was about to freeze, but Chu Dan didn't even have the right to tremble.

Such a perfect body, when it reaches the bulge, makes people feel weird no matter how you look at it.

Chongyi looked at the beauty in front of him, with a gloomy face showing a thoughtful look, and finally reached out and stroked Chu Dan's body.

"Here, the king doesn't like it, what should I do?" Chong Yi lightly tapped Chu Dan's bulging abdomen with his fingertips, and Chong Yi's gloomy tone didn't seem to be asking, but it foreshadowed the coming torture.

Chu Dan struggled, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Only his chapped lips almost exhausted all his strength, and he poured out his remaining will with his breath, "If you kill him, you will kill me." "In the beautiful eyes, there is only despair and emptiness. Chu Dan is like a puppet that has been taken off the thread, leaving only a perfect body.

Chong Yi laughed, squinting his eyes, revealing a terrifying brilliance, even such a handsome face, but because of the heavy gloom, it became eerie.

"Come here, hang it up" The tone of the relentless tone hit Chu Dan's body that was about to lose consciousness.Chongyi didn't care about Chu Dan's bloodline from the Cangyi clan, he just felt that Chu Dan's body was more interesting if it was bound by this unborn life.Because only in this way, he will not be numb to his abuse, will know how to struggle, know how to resist, know how to endure without fainting...