Although Xuanyuan Zhihe is already a Martial King, Xuanyuan Yu's current cultivation is also a Martial King, and he couldn't dodge at all, and his arm was firmly captured by Xuanyuan Yu.

"Apologies!" Xuanyuan Yu stared at Xuanyuan Zhiji, his handsome face was filled with a dark aura, "Apologize to Luo'er!" ”

Xuanyuan Zhihe struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the more painful it became, the arm that was captured, under the corrosion of the dark demonic qi that came out of Xuanyuan Yu's palm, the skin gradually became scorched, the muscles gradually atrophied, the blood was constantly steamed, and the white bones were exposed to the air.

The pain that he had never experienced before struck, and Xuanyuan Zhiji's entire face was distorted, and the muscles on his face continued to spasm.

He is a man, he will not let out a heart-rending cry like Xuanyuan Yangyue, but his whole body is already wet with sweat.

"Let it go...... Open! His chapped lips lost their blood, and Xuanyuan Zhi and his eyes were cracked, and he watched as his left arm turned into white bones.

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes like a black hole were surging with monstrous anger, his voice became colder and colder, and he stubbornly said: "Kneel down and apologize!" ”

Luo'er is all he has.

From now on, he can't tolerate even the slightest disrespect from anyone for her!

Xuanyuan Zhihe couldn't resist.

Finally, the powerful regent knelt down in front of a young girl in front of his nephew.

"I'm sorry...... Miss Ling......"

Ling Luo frowned slightly, and his heart was mixed.

Facing Xuanyuan Zhiji's bow, she didn't feel a trace of happiness.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Ling Luo raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan Yu, who had fallen into a demonic state again, with a worried expression, biting his lower lip lightly.

How so?

Is the merman's tears so bad?

It was only less than an hour before he fell into a demonic state again.

She took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and wrapped her arms tightly around Xuanyuan Yu's narrow waist, snuggling into his arms, her face pressed against his cold chest.

"Yu, I'm not angry, let him go." Her voice was soft, with a soothing power.

Xuanyuan Yu slowly lowered his head, looked at the little woman in his arms, looked stubborn, and said, "He deserves to die." ”

Ling Luo pursed his lips and said, "If you kill him now, you will die." ”

This is the royal capital of the Jialan Empire, and the kings have the laws of the royal capital.

"I don't want you to die." She hugged him tighter and tighter.

Xuanyuan Yu's body shook, and the end of his nose lingered with her crisp medicinal fragrance, and he slowly released the hand that was holding Xuanyuan Zhiji.

Then he stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly.

"You smell so good."

Xuanyuan Yu closed his eyes and buried his head in her shoulder, attached to the side of her neck, inhaling deeply the taste that belonged to her.

When he is demonized, his head aches dullly.

However, just by smelling the scent emanating from her body, his mind would involuntarily calm down.

Her taste is purer than mermaid tears.

Let him be addicted to it.

Xuanyuan Yu gradually quieted down.

Ling Luo felt the heavy weight almost half pressing on him, and the corners of his lips hooked up a shallow arc.

Xuanyuan Zhiji fell to the ground, looking at the pair of men and women in front of him with a look of fear.

How so?

This woman was held by Xuanyuan Yu like that, and there was nothing wrong with her!