In the city of darkness, in the dormitory of Molan Jiuye.

In the red silk soft tent, a stunning beauty was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, although her face was a little pale, but she still couldn't hide the beauty of the alluring city, this sleeping person was Ling Luo.

Mo Lan Jiu, who was dressed in black, sat on the edge of the bed at night, stretched out her hand to touch Ling Luo's face, her eyebrows were tangled, and her voice was soft and sad, "Xue, why are you still sleeping?" Wake up quickly, if you don't like to get married, then I'll tear down all the Xitang, if you don't like me to lock you, I'll destroy the dark iron chains, what you don't like, I won't do it anymore, as long as you can wake up, okay? ”

It had been three days since Ling Luo had been rescued from the underground prison, but during this time, no matter what methods Mo Lan Jiuye used, she could not wake up from her slumber.

The sleeping Ling Luo sometimes smiled happily and quietly, and sometimes frowned painfully, as if he was experiencing endless joy, anger and sorrow, but his eyes never opened, like a knife hanging on the tip of Mo Lan Jiuye's heart, stabbing his heart all the time.

"Hasn't my sister woken up yet?" Xiaomeng came in with a food box, which was full of snacks that Ling Luo usually liked, because she didn't know when Ling Luo would wake up, so she made some fresh ones every day and kept them for later use.

Mo Lan Jiuye naturally didn't answer, just stared at the sleeping Ling Luo tightly, he had been guarding Ling Luo for three whole days, his eyes were already full of bloodshots, and there was a thick blue and black under his eyes, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and his chin was also covered with cyan stubble.

Although Xiaomeng still doesn't quite understand the relationship between Mo Lan Jiuye and Ling Luo, Mo Lan Jiu Ye's eyes at Ling Luo can't deceive people, he loves her, there is no doubt about it.

"Lord Demon Lord, you can eat something too, if you continue to survive like this, your body will not be able to stand it." Xiaomeng couldn't stand it anymore, so he took a bowl of steaming japonica rice porridge to Mo Lan Jiuye's side.

Instead of reaching out to take it, Mo Lan Jiuye waved his sleeves, and the porcelain bowl shattered in response, and the overturned soup was hot, burning Xiaomeng's hand.

"Get out!" Mo Lan Jiuye's voice had an irrepressible furious aura, since Ling Luo fell into a coma, his temper had become difficult to control, and sometimes even he didn't know what he would do in the next second.

"But ......" Xiaomeng still wanted to persuade Mo Lan Jiuye again, but she never thought that Mo Lan Jiu Ye slashed with her backhand, shattering the entire table, and the food in the lunch box was spilled on the ground, Xiao Meng was so frightened that she almost hit Ling Luo who was asleep.

Mo Lan Jiuye's eyes were suddenly as red as blood, and he pushed Xiaomeng to the side, slammed it against the wall, and exuded a murderous aura all around him, and suddenly seemed to be possessed by an evil ghost, looking at Xiaomeng's eyes as if he wanted to cut her with a thousand knives immediately.

"Sister!" Xiaomeng was so frightened that she held her head in her hands, and subconsciously shouted, she didn't have any friends, let alone relatives, her young lady was her dearest, at such a critical juncture, the only thing she thought of was Ling Luo.