72_72998 Yang Haolong is most afraid of taking medicine, from childhood to adulthood, whether it is a major illness or a minor illness, Yang Haolong will definitely not take medicine without taking medicine, but now he is serving such a bowl of anti-human decoction, which is really a test for Yang Haolong.

If such a bowl of medicine was brought to Yang Haolong on weekdays, then she would definitely start crying, making trouble and refusing to drink it, but now, in Yang Haolong's eyes, there was no trace of hesitation.

Yang Haolong picked up the medicine bowl and brought it to his mouth without hesitation, the posture seemed to be drunk in one go, and the pungent smell of the soup also filled Yang Haolong's nasal cavity in an instant.

Just as she was determined to drink it all, a cold voice with a furious tone came from the doorway.

"Without the permission of the deity, who let you drink the soup of the child!"

Yang Haolong looked back in surprise, and what caught his eye was Wang Jiahong's face full of rage.

Wang Jiahong waved his sleeves casually, a strong wind flashed, and the medicine bowl in Yang Haolong's hand also shattered, and the black decoction splashed all over.

At the same time, Wang Jiahong's figure also appeared in front of Yang Haolong at this moment, pinching the smooth and delicate neck.

Wang Jiahong's hand gradually tightened, looking at the woman in front of him, the anger in his heart almost completely drowned him, is this woman so hated herself.

The unique and strong smell of the soup wafted throughout the room, stimulating the tips of the noses of the two.

Yang Haolong didn't react much, she knew that her every move had already been under Wang Jiahong's monitoring, and it was just a fluke to let Ah Yue prepare the avoidance soup.

It's just that she didn't expect Wang Jiahong to come so soon, she thought that as the Demon Venerable of the Demon Palace, if she didn't say that she had a lot of opportunities for a day, at least she wouldn't be so idle.

Wang Jiahong's originally gloomy face became darker and darker after seeing Yang Haolong's indifferent appearance, and he almost couldn't control the power in his hand.

"You actually took the Shunzi soup behind my back, what do you want?"

The voice of anger sounded unabashedly, echoing back and forth in the large room.

Yang Haolong smiled, did Wang Jiahong really think that he would be willing to conceive his child? Hehe, stop dreaming.

Seeing Yang Haolong's indifferent face, Wang Jiahong's anger continued to rise, and the afterglow of his eyes swept across the room, and he saw Ah Yue's figure at a glance.

Ah Yue, who originally wanted to watch Yang Haolong drink the decoction and then leave, undoubtedly became a thorn in Wang Jiahong's side at this time.

Wang Jiahong waved his hand, and the majestic internal force emanated, and it was just a moment of time, which sucked Ah Yue through the air, firmly grabbed Ah Yue's neck, and continued to exert force.

Although Ah Yue's skills are good, he is still a little weak compared to Wang Jiahong, and in order not to cause more trouble to Yang Haolong, Ah Yue chose to bear it silently.

Wang Jiahong, who was furious, felt like he had met his enemy with the strength in his hand, and Ah Yue soon couldn't hold on.

There is a huge disparity in the strength of the two people, and at the first sight of Yang Haolong when he saw Wang Jiahong, he knew that if Ah Yue really had the ability to surpass Wang Jiahong, she would have fled here a long time ago, and where would she stay until today!

Seeing Ah Yue's face gradually turning purple, Yang Haolong no longer had the indifference just now, and he pounced on it to break Wang Jiahong's hand.

"You let him go! Let go! ”

Yang Haolong's screams didn't seem to have any effect, on the contrary, Wang Jiahong saw that Yang Haolong actually disobeyed himself for Ah Yue, and a wave of anger rose from his chest.

Wang Jiahong's reaction was naturally taken into Yang Haolong's eyes, and she hated her actions just now for a while, but she couldn't watch Ah Yue die, so she could only continue to pounce without hesitation.

At this time, Ah Yue was like a little chicken that had been picked up, his feet were almost touching the ground, but he still didn't say a word, and even his expression remained the same.

This hard-supporting appearance fell in Yang Haolong's eyes, like a sharp knife stabbing her heart.

Wang Jiahong raised his hand, threw Ah Yue out fiercely, and slammed it on the tables and chairs in the room, and suddenly, the tables and chairs made of agarwood in the South China Sea, which were still immovable under the boulders, were smashed apart under Ah Yue's fall, which was enough to see how heavy the impact was.

Ah Yue finally spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground softly, Yang Haolong hurriedly ran over to help Ah Yue up and leaned on his arms.

"How are you?"

Yang Haolong looked at the blood foaming from Ah Yue's mouth, his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife, and his eyes looked at Wang Jiahong with a little more hatred.

Ah Yue was speechless in pain, but he still looked at Yang Haolong with those bright eyes, and looked carefully, as if he was conveying some information.

Yang Haolong nodded heavily while helping Ah Yue up in distress.

When Ah Yue walked in just now, he pinched his palm without a trace, and at the same time, a small black pill was also stuffed in.

It turned out that Ah Yue had long expected that this situation might occur, so he had prepared a foolproof plan at the beginning, and just looked at Yang Haolong's gaze, which was also a reminder that he must not be exposed because of himself.

Yang Haolong's eyes were about to turn red, looking at Ah Yue's face that was gradually turning white because of internal injuries, he didn't know that his lips were bitten, and the red blood flowed down the corners of his lips drop by drop.

The scene of the deep love between the master and servant in front of him is like a stinger in Wang Jiahong's eyes, and Yang Haolong, who is like a soulless in the face of himself, will only reveal her original appearance when facing Ah Yue.

This realization made the jealousy in Wang Jiahong's heart seem to add fuel to the fire, becoming more and more vigorous, and looking at Ah Yue's eyes are deeper and more ruthless.

I saw Wang Jiahong raise his hand again, and the majestic internal force quickly formed a vortex in the palm of his hand, as if exuding the smell of death.

If anyone who knew the name of the Demon Venerable was here, they would definitely recognize it immediately, and it was a trick that would only be used when they really had murderous intent.

Wang Jiahong's actions did not escape Yang Haolong's eyes, seeing Wang Jiahong's hand raised again, Yang Haolong could see the killing intent in Wang Jiahong's eyes even if he was stupid!

Feeling that Ah Yue in his arms was not under his own control at all and was gradually being pulled away, Yang Haolong was finally completely angered by Wang Jiahong.

"Wang Jiahong, if you dare to hurt Ah Yue's life, I will die in front of you immediately!"

Yang Haolong was really angry about this, and took out the knife from behind Ah Yue, put it on his neck, and looked at Wang Jiahong with a resolute expression.

Wang Jiahong couldn't help but be stunned, the determination in Yang Haolong's eyes was so real, he couldn't believe it, he dared to say that as long as he really killed Ah Yue, no matter what way it was, Yang Haolong would definitely die in front of him immediately as she said.

Yang Haolong's decision and the choice of life and death, he is no stranger to it.

Wang Jiahong remembered that the book of his previous life was in front of him, and his expression when he jumped off the cliff without hesitation, just like now, did not hesitate at all.

The memory of his previous life struck, Wang Jiahong once again recalled the heartache of losing the book, and the outstretched hand trembled slightly, and the internal force that gradually accumulated seemed to be slowly dissipating.

Rao is like this, the anger of being threatened like this by Yang Haolong still made it difficult for Wang Jiahong to calm down, and the internal force swept and threw Ah Yue out again.

Although Ah Yue spit out a mouthful of blood again, it can be seen that this has left too much affection compared to the killing move just now.

"Get out!"

Wang Jiahong was now furious like a lion, his voice was a little hoarse because of the angry roar, and his eyes were staring at Yang Haolong with a cannibalistic gaze.

And the latter put all his thoughts on Ah Yue.

Hearing Wang Jiahong's roar, Yang Haolong hurriedly threw down the knife in his hand, trotted to Ah Yue's side, and was about to turn around and leave here when he picked up Ah Yue.

Before Yang Haolong could take a small step, Wang Jiahong's angry voice that was almost about to eat people sounded again.

"You stay!"

Wang Jiahong pointed to Yang Haolong's figure, and his undoubted tone made Yang Haolong stop his steps, glanced at Ah Yue worriedly, and turned around a little reluctantly.

Ah Yue handed Yang Haolong a reassuring look, and then quietly retreated, and in the entire huge room, only Wang Jiahong and Yang Haolong were left again.

For Wang Jiahong, Yang Haolong can't wait to be as far away as she wants, if possible, she doesn't want to have a little relationship with the man in front of her in her life, but the truth is not as she wants.

Seeing Yang Haolong standing in the corner farthest away from him, Wang Jiahong's already bad face was more like a layer of frost falling on the ash at the bottom of the pot, extremely gloomy.

Yang Haolong, who was alone in the corner, suddenly felt as if he was out of his control, flew up directly, and finally fell into a tight embrace that locked him.

Yang Haolong raised his head and looked over, sure enough, it was Wang Jiahong, seeing that he was unwilling to get close to him, he directly used his internal force to suck himself in the air, it was really hateful!

Yang Haolong's face was not good, and Wang Jiahong's face was even more ugly.

"Say, do you hate me that much? Is it so hard for you to have a baby for me? ”

Wang Jiahong said excitedly, when he heard the secret guard report to him that Yang Haolong had arranged for someone to prepare the Shunzi soup, he was still a little hesitant, and those hesitations finally disappeared without a trace the moment he stepped into the room.

His beloved woman, in order not to conceive her own child, actually chose to drink the strong medicinal Shunzi soup, doesn't she know how big the side effects of this decoction are on the body?

Regarding Wang Jiahong's words, Yang Haolong was stunned at first, and finally laughed out loud, with a strong sense of ridicule.

Yang Haolong didn't speak, but the expression on her face explained her inner activities very well.

She doesn't just want to live, if she has the opportunity, she would rather die than stay by Wang Jiahong's side, let alone those intimate contacts!

"Lord Mozun, let's go back first, don't neglect other beauties, if this blame is on the head of Benxiang, I can't afford it."

Yang Haolong remembered the girl he had just seen in the garden, glanced at Wang Jiahong with a sarcastic look, and made a gesture of please, signaling Wang Jiahong to leave.

And Wang Jiahong frowned, and directly carried her up in Yang Haolong's exclamation.

"What are you doing! Let me go! Yang Haolong used both hands and feet, wanting to break free, but unfortunately for Wang Jiahong, it was like an ant-shaking tree, and it had no effect.

Yang Haolong only felt a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses again, he had been thrown on the big bed by Wang Jiahong.

"Long'er, I want you to give birth to a baby for me!"

Wang Jiahong's slightly grim voice came from above his head, Yang Haolong was startled at first, and when he wanted to escape, he found that his hands were tightly fixed by Wang Jiahong, and he couldn't move at all.

"You let go!"

Knowing that it was useless, Yang Haolong still tried his best to break free, but the result was not optimistic at all.

In the depths of love, Wang Jiahong's eyes looked deeply at the woman he loved beloved, and his hoarse voice sounded in Yang Haolong's ears.

"Long'er, our child, must be very good, do you say?"

The lingering love words gradually spread in Yang Haolong's ears as the temperature rose, but because of these words, Yang Haolong's eyes gradually became clearer.

"We're not going to have children, absolutely not!"

Although his voice was not as confident as he imagined, Yang Haolong still said this sentence resolutely, and Wang Jiahong, who was still looking at Yang Haolong tenderly, had a different look in his eyes.

It seems that there is a storm gradually forming in Wang Jiahong's eyes, and even the temperature around him has dropped several degrees, which makes people shudder.

When Yang Haolong saw this situation, he still had some luck in his heart, if Wang Jiahong left angrily, it would really be as she wished.

It's just that Wang Jiahong didn't seem to leave as angry as Yang Haolong thought, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Yang Haolong deeply.

"What did you just say?"

Wang Jiahong's expression was quite calm, but the dangerous smell of mountain rain coming and wind full of buildings in his tone made Yang Haolong frown a little.

Isn't that clear enough?

"Leave me alone!"

Yang Haolong suddenly sighed quietly and turned his head unwilling to see Wang Jiahong's appearance.

For Yang Haolong, Wang Jiahong's existence is like a scar in his heart, every time he sees him, he will think of the unbearable and painful before.

The wound was also uncovered again and again, and the pain was severe.

In front of Yang Haolong, the most unmentionable thing is the child, because the harm given by Wang Jiahong in the previous life, even if he is reborn as a human being, those imprints engraved on his heart will linger after all.

Seeing Wang Jiahong pull out, Yang Haolong's first reaction was to curl up like a small shrimp, wanting to avoid Wang Jiahong's fiery gaze.

But before she could turn around, Wang Jiahong's voice rang out.

"You said I should let you go? No way! ”

For Yang Haolong, Wang Jiahong loves her to the core, and even travels through time and space in order to follow her, and can give up anything for her.

Now Yang Haolong actually told him to let him let her go, this is impossible, this woman will always be his own, whether it is in the past life or this life, he is going to decide!

Wang Jiahong's red eyes stared at Yang Haolong, and he didn't give her any chance to escape, "Long'er, I said, you are mine, don't want to escape in this life!" ”

After lingering, Wang Jiahong did not leave in a hurry, but helped Yang Haolong up from the soft couch and forced her to look at herself, those crystal-like eyes, the misty tears had not receded, and the eyes looking at Wang Jiahong still carried a trace of hostility.

"Alas......"

Wang Jiahong sighed lightly, frowned slightly, and pressed Yang Haolong in his arms, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He obviously loves her, but why doesn't she accept herself?

He already regretted what he had done in his previous life, but no matter how hard he tried and how he made up for it now, he couldn't erase those injuries!

Yang Haolong leaned on Wang Jiahong's chest, a pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be out of focus, he didn't know what he was looking at, he didn't know what he was thinking, but the only thing that was certain was that she hated Wang Jiahong.

"Long'er, how can you accept my ......?"

Wang Jiahong sighed softly, his voice was subtle, but it was still heard by Yang Haolong.

Strangely, Yang Haolong didn't react, but there was a little more ridicule in the depths of his eyes.

In addition to possession and harm, what else does he Wang Jiahong know?

Yang Haolong gently raised his hand to cover his mouth, as if he yawned, and in a place where no one could see, a small black pill was cleverly stuffed into her mouth, and as soon as her Adam's apple rolled, she swallowed it.

"If you're sleepy, just rest."

Wang Jiahong didn't notice Yang Haolong's small movements at all, but gently hugged Yang Haolong and lay down, gently judging the two of them like Wang Jiahong just now.

Yang Haolong, who swallowed the pill, seemed to be relieved, and fell asleep with his back to Wang Jiahong.

Yang Haolong seemed to feel the sound of water in his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he didn't know when, he had been carried by Wang Jiahong to the hot spring.

Looking at Wang Jiahong, who was close at hand, Yang Haolong subconsciously took a step back, almost stepped on the air and fell, and was taken back into his arms by a strong arm at the moment when he was about to fall.

"Don't make a fuss."

Wang Jiahong seemed to regret his impulsiveness, and his brows furrowed tightly.

And Yang Haolong was a little stiff and wanted to avoid Wang Jiahong's hand, but he had more than enough strength and could only look at Wang Jiahong with a wary face.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Jiahong helped Yang Haolong take a bath, his face was very ugly.

Yang Haolong was silent, and seemed to have no other reaction to Wang Jiahong's behavior except for vigilance.

"Alas......"

With another light sigh, Wang Jiahong looked at Yang Haolong half distressed, half annoyed, and had nothing to say, only sighing.

In the empty environment, only the soft sigh of noneness floated back and forth......

I don't know if it's Yang Haolong's delusion, Wang Jiahong seems to be by her side more frequently these days, and it seems that he is quite uneasy about her because of the last Shunzi Tang incident.

Yang Haolong looked at the number of guards not far away, and couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke his forehead.

"Alas, it's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs......"

Ah Yue has also been recuperating from his injuries for the past few days, and he has no one by his side, so he really feels a little bored when he thinks about it.

Dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a good skin, Yang Haolong couldn't help but look at the reflection in the water with some narcissism, if this is outside, hooking up with a big girl and a little lady is not a matter of words!

It's a pity that he was locked up in this magic palace, and he couldn't go out, he couldn't happily visit the Qinglou, and he couldn't happily touch the little hands of the big girl, but for Yang Haolong, it was not a good thing.

Just when Yang Haolong was bored and wanted to try whether he could drown himself by jumping into the water, a crisp voice with a girl's delicate voice sounded behind him.

"You're a dead sleeve! How dare you appear in front of me! ”

Qi Yue looked at Yang Haolong, who was standing by the water not far away, scratching his head and making a gesture, and he couldn't wait to bite off all his silver teeth.

This stinky man, who slapped himself at the first meeting, dared to rob Lord Demon Venerable from himself, he was really tired of being crooked, even if he didn't hide from himself, he dared to appear in front of her?

Looking for death?

Yang Haolong, who heard the voice, hurriedly turned around, and saw that it was a slightly familiar face, he was slightly stunned at first, searched in his mind who this thing was, and finally coincided with a figure in his mind.

Isn't this the eldest lady who was shot by herself as a bird? It seems to be called Qi Yue?

Yang Haolong looked at the arrogant girl with his waist in front of him with an interesting face, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

After going back that day, she also heard a lot of things about Qi Yue, such as Qi Yue's father is the head of one of the top forces in the rivers and lakes, and in order to have a good relationship with the Demon Palace, he specially took her as a gift and prepared to give it to Wang Jiahong to maintain the cooperation between the two families.

Somehow, Yang Haolong smelled tragedy in the girl in front of him.

Let's not talk about anything else, let's talk about the deep love for Wang Jiahong that day from Qi Yue, Yang Haolong knew that this girl's fate was not much better.

Wang Jiahong, that scumbag, has more ways to play and hurt women, not to mention anything else, she Yang Haolong is a living example!

Qi Yue saw that Yang Haolong not only did not beg for mercy and admit his mistakes, but also looked at himself with a kind of pity, as if he was looking at a poor kitten and puppy, and a wave of anger burned from his heart.

"Come on, kill me with this dead sleeve!"

Qi Yue arrogantly stretched out his hand and said to the guards of the Demon Palace behind him.

I took pity on those guards, looked at Qi Yue, and then looked at Yang Haolong, who looked indifferent, and a thought of wanting to die came to my heart.

Can't this eldest lady stop and stop, the Demon Venerable has slept with Yang Haolong almost every day these days, and even eats three meals a day at Yang Haolong's place on time, how can such a relationship be the object that these guards dare to do?

Seeing that the guards behind him all had expressions of "What did you just say, I didn't hear clearly", "Don't say it, we still want to live", Qi Yueqi's willow eyebrows were upside down, and he grabbed the saber of a guard next to him and rushed towards Yang Haolong.

"You have broken sleeves, see if I don't kill you!"

Although Qi Yue can be regarded as growing up in the rivers and lakes, she can be regarded as half a child of the rivers and lakes, but because her father only has a daughter like her, she can be regarded as a relatively spoiled child, and on the other hand, in terms of martial arts, she can only be regarded as barely half-hearted.

And Yang Haolong is different, although he is proficient in archery, but over the years, in order to suffer a little less when he is a hooligan, he has learned some kung fu, plus he goes out from time to time to practice his skills, and it is more than enough to deal with Qi Yuelai.

I saw Yang Haolong flick his fan, and jumped away dexterously, while dodging the sword light, he also walked around Qi Yue's back with ease, and pinched the small waist like a water snake.

"Yo, little lady, it feels good."

Yang Haolong rubbed his two fingers, hooked his fingers in front of Qi Yue, and signaled to come again.

That Qi Yue's temper was already irritable, and when he saw Yang Haolong being so provocative, he was naturally angry, and pounced again, and the saber also slashed down at Yang Haolong's neck.

Just when the onlookers were struggling with whether to make a move, Yang Haolong's figure seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, he had already trampled Qi Yue under his feet, and the saber was thrown away.

Yang Haolong let go of his foot, Qi Yue hurriedly got up, and before she could make a move, Yang Haolong pinched the blown-up face one step faster, pinned the folding fan in his hand to his waist, and took out a charcoal pen from his arms.

"Don't move, or I'll scratch your face!"

Yang Haolong pretended to be annoyed, and the charcoal pen in his hand quickly drew on Qi Yue's face, leaving a black mark.

Qi Yue didn't see what Yang Haolong was in his hand, he only knew that he really seemed to have left some marks on his face, and he actually cried for a while.

"You are dead and have broken sleeves, you dare to do this to me, wait for me to marry Lord Mozun, see if I don't peel your skin to make a mat!"

Qi Yue cried and scolded through gritted teeth.

"I'm a broken sleeve, right, do you think your Demon Venerable is not a broken sleeve? Last night we were still in Wushan, what happened? You don't believe it? If you don't believe me, ask him! ”

Yang Haolong looked at Qi Yue with a narrow face, but a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Sure enough, Qi Yue quickly took out a small dart from behind him and shot it towards Yang Haolong, although Yang Haolong dodged, but the energy carried by the dart still left a shallow blood mark on his face, and a drop of blood seeped out of it.

Yang Haolong originally thought that Qi Yue was just a spoiled young lady, thinking that it would be okay to flirt with language, but he didn't expect that there would be such a hand.

She Yang Haolong has been in the hooligan world for so long, and she has not been overshadowed by anyone, Qi Yue's approach really provoked her!

Seeing that Yang Haolong was injured, those guards finally made a move, and a guard who looked like a leader walked over and wanted to dissuade Qi Yue, but he was almost injured by the hidden weapon in Qi Yue's hand, and his face suddenly became bad.

As the saying goes, whoever comes is a guest. Their Demon Palace has always had a good attitude towards these forces, but this does not mean that they can do whatever they want.

Although Qi Yue is a distinguished guest of the Demon Palace, once they really make some excessive moves, their Demon Palace really won't swallow their anger!

This is the domineering spirit of the Demon Palace, the supreme organization of the rivers and lakes!

Qi Yue dismissed those guards and walked towards Yang Haolong, the smile on his face could almost be described as hideous.

"Lord Demon Venerable, how can someone like you be defiled! Even if you dare to delusionally think about the favor of Lord Demon Venerable, I'm bhew! ”

Qi Yue grew up in the rivers and lakes after all, although she was cultivated by her father as a lady for everyone, but the rivers and lakes can't deceive people.

At the beginning, Qi Yue was able to pretend to be a beautiful lady, but after being completely angered by Yang Haolong, where was there still half of the original appearance, it was simply revealed!

For Wang Jiahong, Qi Yue has long regarded him as her man, even if there is no further relationship now, but she thinks that Wang Jiahong will definitely marry her, and she has long regarded herself as the mistress of this demon palace, and suddenly a man appeared and told her that Wang Jiahong was a broken sleeve, how could she accept it!

She can't take it! So this man must die!

Yang Haolong looked at Qi Yue, whose face was uncertain, and frowned, she came out to play casually, not to work hard, for Qi Yue, she was too lazy to pay attention.

Thinking of this, Yang Haolong shook the folding fan in his hand boredly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop, did I let you go?"

Qi Yue walked over angrily and blocked in front of Yang Haolong, and Yang Haolong's brows were furrowed when he looked arrogant.

Does this thing really think of himself as the boss here?

Yang Haolong shook his head and watched Qi Yue come up with bad intentions.

"Could it be that the little lady is reluctant to be true to her true appearance, and wants to spend the Spring Festival with the prime minister, do you want to go back with the prime minister?"