The woman in red in front of her smiled more and more lightly, "Don't you want me?" married Huanqin; Killed Huanqin again, killed his wife and abandoned his son, didn't he want me? One thought is obsessed, not for me, the city is full of fire, and the blood stains the yellow sand; Didn't the man who wanted to exterminate the Aya clan and kill the horse with his own hands just to take Molongyu for himself? ”

Now, she regarded him as a tyrant and a shameless person, so that he could count all the killings and resentments on her. Every time she spoke, she tore off her three-inch red dress and swayed to the ground. With each word, the laughter became more and more breathtaking. Until the red in his eyes had filled his entire eyes, and rows of red silk satin on the ground were piled up on the kneeling ground around Long Yu.

He watched as the enchanting red dress turned into a wreckage of wreckage under her tearing. He saw her smooth, seductive feet, which were still oozing blood from the bare feet along the way. He saw that her fair-skinned thighs were sprinkled with the yellow sand swept by the wind, but it was so flat in front of him. Her fragrant shoulders are slightly exposed, and the collarbone around her neck is fully displayed, so bewitching and confusing!

Just for a moment, she gave him endless humiliation and anger, just for him and then exploded in an instant.

In a brisk step, he had already grabbed Long Yu's jaw, which had been sharpened by hatred and anger. She also held up a chuckle, laughing at him as an orphan who was still in love with the previous dynasty as an emperor, laughing at him for pretending to be the emperor's brother but still wanting to seize the princess and concubine, laughing at him just for the sake of momentary happiness, laughing at him for a long time and pouring out the world for a woman who should have been killed a long time ago.

In a brisk step, he had already grabbed Long Yu's jaw, which had been sharpened by hatred and anger. She also held up a chuckle, laughing at him as an orphan who was still in love with the previous dynasty as an emperor, laughing at him for pretending to be the emperor's brother but still wanting to seize the princess and concubine, laughing at him just for the sake of momentary happiness, laughing at him for a long time and pouring out the world for a woman who should have been killed a long time ago.

Therefore, the waiting and strength of the past ten years, and even today's blood-stained battlefield are all shameless as she said in her mouth!

"Chu Li! Do you think you're really that heavy in the eyes of Lone? He deliberately pinched Long Yu's chin, and the sound of heavy breathing and nasal voices approached inch by inch. I tell you that you are wrong! What a princess of the previous dynasty, what a similar princess, but just a plaything when I am bored! The handsome face unfolded in her dilated pupils of growing fear, until it was perfectly withdrawn.

The bottom of his eyes flashed to the ground, three points of love, seven points of pity.

He just gave her the illusion that he was going to forcibly kiss her.

He let go of the hand that was grabbing her chin, and simply got up and looked down at the kneeling dragon feather. He had always been so cold to the bone, and he took a step forward with a high profile, and stomped his right foot Long Yu's leg. But he half-bowed down and said coldly, "Have you let the colt go?" Do you know that you yourself are also born as a slave and a slave, so you should ask for more blessings! ”

Until Long Yu bit his lip tightly, his eyes were still full of desolate smiles and smiled towards Long Hui, grasped Yu Chuan's palm and slowly stretched out, spit out Yin Hong's blood towards the broken fragment and fell to Long Hui's side. He took away his right foot that had stepped on her in a panic, squatted down and held her in his arms. Long Yu used the last bit of strength before he was lost, and pulled out the hilt of his sword on the ground and stabbed it towards his waist!

Until she could no longer resist the poisonous gas bubbling into her internal organs, she dropped the sword in her hand and fell into his arms. He picked her up and walked to the tent, ignoring the purple robe soaked with the seductive liquid flowing from his waist.

He came straight and straight, just like the king who could live up to his face and finally return slowly after getting the world.

hugged her horizontally, and just carried her into the royal tent. The maids around her were panicked, but when they saw that it was the princess who had been given to death a few months ago, they were all terrified.

Jiujing, who was beside him, came over and asked suspiciously: "Your Majesty, your subordinates are called the Imperial Doctor......

"Don't ......!" Long Hui just looked at the blood-colored delicate face who was unconscious on the dragon pillow at a glance, and waved his hand to signal everyone to go down.

"That subordinate retires!" Jiujing took a few steps back, about to turn and leave. But I saw that the princess who was in a coma had a pale face and was not clothed.

Turning around, he saw the cold light coming from the dragon, and he didn't dare to snoop again. But he heard Long Hui behind him, "Concentrate all the forces of the three armies to annihilate the Ayabu, and mobilize all the central forces to rush to the border of the Western Regions, so there is no need to delay for another quarter of an hour." In seven days, I will see the entire army of the Aya tribe rout! ”

So, do you think you can repay a qiē when you die? If you're dead, will you let me go? I sue you Long Yu, you can't! This will only make the dragon kill him even more! I sent you to him in the first place, and I have the right and ability to get you back from his side again!

"Yes!"

Jiujing left silently, and Long Hui looked at Long Yu, who had fallen asleep alone, and his heart was like a swamp. Her face was pale, except for a hint of crimson on the pear vortex on either side of her cheeks, her lips were tightly closed, and her body was sometimes hot and sometimes cold. Long Hui held her hand tightly, as if to crush the marrow of her body and turn it into a flame.

The corners of his mouth were hideous, and finally there was a loud sound of the strings breaking. He drew the long sword that cut the lute, and with a swing of the sword, he slashed his wrist and the artery in Long Yu's wrist. Suddenly, two streams of scarlet blood were rolling like a river......

He looked at the sleeping dragon feather, and pulled open the thin red veil like a cicada's wings with one hand, and his ambiguous side face was as sharp as anger, and gradually covered another body of ice and fire. His heart was roaring, his body was endlessly demanding, and in his heart there was a beast that had been sealed for thousands of years roaring. "How much do you love him to take this incurable flower poison!"

And how much do you want to crush her in the bone marrow, so that you can let the blood flow backwards, and entangle and roll with her. She had already lost her instincts after she passed out, and the dragon returned to the endless search for it like a storm and fell off a cliff.

The blood on his wrist flowed endlessly, and the scarlet throbbing reflected in the lingering twisting and turning. On his wrist, the pain in his waist reached his heart straight to his heart, but the more painful he was, the more hungrily he tore at the mottled neon body, the seductive and charming abruptness, the sweet blood entanglement.

He arrogantly allowed the scarlet blood to flow on the bed, dripping between the intertwined bodies. It is like blooming a blood lotus in troubled times, mutilated and enchanting.