Chapter Seventy-Nine: Tianlan Was Abused 2

"Be obedient, everything else is negotiable." The second son endured the discomfort in his heart and continued to coax.

"I don't!" The trembling voice was loud and resolute.

Two short words, in whose heart, set off a storm......

At that moment, the second son didn't know what kind of mood he was in, sour? Sweet? Bitter? Hot? Or both.

Tianlan tried her best to preserve the last shred of reason, and reached out to grab the placket of the second son's clothes, but naturally dragged it empty.

She roared angrily, but her voice was not intimidating: "The old lady said no!"

In the next second, Tianlan's eyes were dark, and she fell softly, and the second son lowered his eyes, reached out to catch her, and sighed lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

I'm sorry, he's already decided that no matter what she says, he can't change it.

I'm sorry he selfishly dragged on for so long, just wanting to hear the answer to that question.

The second son raised his hand, and a strong force cut through his wrist, and in an instant, blood was dripping.

The crimson blood snaked down his ivory-white skin, and it didn't take long for a whole bowl to be there.

Because of excessive blood loss, the second son's pale thin lips were as white as paper, and his face was almost transparent.

Simply ordering points for himself to stop the bleeding, the second son once again fed the entire bowl of blood to Tianlan in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

There was still residual blood, drip down his arm and into the hot spring, and the faint red color smeared and quickly disappeared.

After feeding all the bowls of blood, the second son carried Tianlan ashore, but because of excessive blood loss, he was dizzy for a while, and his eyes were black.

Suddenly, both of them poured into the water, and the splash was high.

At this tear, the wound that had just stopped bleeding opened again, and the blood was colored, staining the spring water around him red.

In the tearing pain, the second son did not frown, shook his head, and then picked up Tianlan and flew ashore.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, the second son hugged Tianlan, tiptoed, and flew up to the Fulong Hall in the air.

If he still dares to fly, he will be dizzy again, but he will fall into the abyss, which can not be solved by scooping it up.

Actually, the second son just wants to bring Tianlan back as soon as possible, so as not to be eroded by the cold in the mountains, and besides, he is not so weak and can't help the wind, isn't it?

Leave the palace of hatred.

The second son put Qingqing Tianlan on the bed, covered it, and brushed away a lock of broken hair on her lips with one hand, and the second son hooked his lips, smiling like a spring breeze, warm and warm.

Bowing his head, on her already warm lips~ petal, imprinted a kiss, the second son got up, and went to the side to bandage the wound.

After that, he left the inner hall directly, and with the disappearance of the second son, the secret guard re-guarded the dark place, protecting the sleeping people inside.

In prison, it was as terrible as the maids thought.

Flogging, burning, and needle punishment are all simple punishments here, and all other torture instruments are readily available.

It can be said that only you can't think of it, and there is no here here that you forgot to prepare.

In the prison, except for the black-clothed man on guard, there was no one else to be seen, and no one had come in for a long time.

It should be said that if it were not for the heinous people, they would not have been thrown here at all.

Autumn Moon, on the other hand, is an exception.

In the prison, a few candles were lit, and the dim light illuminated the blood stains on the ground, which looked a little gloomy.

These bloodstains have long dried up, and even the color has turned black, and the second son stepped on the bloodstains and walked in step by step.

When the guard saw the second son, he hurriedly saluted: "See the second son." ”

The second son pursed his lips and just waved his hand, signaling them to stand down.

Guarding the order, the second son continued to go to the inside of the prison.

In the innermost prison, a woman covered in blood was lying on the ground weakly, her petite ~ small figure was motionless, if it weren't for the faint breathing, it would probably make people think she was dead.

Feeling that someone was blocking the candle flame, Qiu Yue raised her head slightly, saw the person clearly, didn't support it for a second, and hung down weakly.

The second son's eyes swept over her, but there was no mercy.

His thin lips opened slightly, and he asked, "Qiuyue, do you hate?" ”

Qiu Yue opened her mouth and didn't make a sound, but the second son could see that she was talking about hatred.

With a wave of her wide sleeves, the dying Qiu Yue instantly flew out upside down and smashed against the wall, and she couldn't even scream miserably.

At this time, if you look closely, you will find that where Qiu Yue was lying before, there is a floor tile that is red, like a soldering iron.

But the soldering iron was just hot, and Qiu Yue was lying there, but she was being scorched all the time.

It can only be said that she is still alive, what a miracle.

The second son's fingers moved slightly, and the red floor tile instantly opened, and the floor tile was hollow, and there was a cluster of flames dancing in it.

No one knows how the fire burns without air, but it is real.

"What do you hate?" The second son beckoned, and the flame immediately jumped happily, and flew into the palm of the second son's hand with a whoosh.

The flames jumped, as if they were there.

"The deity?" The second son answered for Qiu Yue, Qiu Yue was speechless, just looked at the flame in the second son's hand in fear.

The corners of the second son's lips hooked up a cold arc, and with a wave of his hand, the flame shot straight towards Qiuyue. Qiu Yue's eyes widened in horror, and her eyes were about to split.

The second son's smile was even colder.

However, the flames gradually disappeared, and after a few breaths, all the wounds on Qiu Yue's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This change made Qiu Yue's eyes glare, there was no fiery and pain as imagined, but there was a cool feeling that went straight to the bones, soothing the burning pain all over the body.

After a stick of incense, Qiu Yue saw that the wound on her body had healed, and she almost cried with joy, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the second son.

"You haven't answered the deity's question yet." The coldness in the second son's smile was unabated.

"The second son forgives the sin, the slave and maid ......" Qiu Yue lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at the second son, "The slave and maid only hate that their strength is too weak, if the slave and maid have enough strength, they will not be plotted by the girl." ”

Qiu Yue paused and bit her lip

"Therefore, all the sufferings of the slave and the maid are brought on by the slave and the maid. ”

Qiu Yue said very sincerely, but the second son's face did not change at all, he just lifted his lips coldly: "You can try your internal strength." ”

Hearing this, Qiu Yue was slightly stunned, and after a while, she was overjoyed, and immediately mobilized her internal force, how much stronger is that power?

The willows and flowers are bright and another village, which is the mood of Qiuyue at the moment.

"Thank you, second son." Qiu Yue kowtowed again and again, and the joy in her heart couldn't be concealed at all.

"It doesn't matter who you hate." The second son laughed wickedly and ruthlessly, "There is only one point, if you dare to hurt the woman of the deity, you will know what a real prison is." ”

Qiu Yue is stagnant, so to speak, the punishment she has experienced here in the past two days is just a drop in the bucket?

In fact, who would have thought that the legendary cold-blooded, ruthless, and decisive second son would do so much on Qiu Yue, just to cultivate a maid who can protect her woman closely?

The good intentions of his work are staggering.

"From this day forward, your mission is to protect her." The second son left a last sentence and walked away coldly.