But when he heard this, the only thing that responded to him was a sarcastic smile on the red lips he had kissed fiercely,

"This is impossible! The courtier is the wife of the Marquis of Pingnan, even if he dies, the heart of the courtier's belongs to him alone, and it is only his wife!"

In an instant, there was a fierce madness on the face of the handsome man. "Are you? You are his wife, and who is the woman who is lying under me and enjoying pleasure? and who is it that when she is in love, she puts her arms around my neck with excitement!"

As she spoke, Murong Jin cruelly turned her head sideways, and in an instant, her face turned pale. On his masculine neck, there were several extremely fine feminine cuts. Now, there was still a hint of scarlet in the tiny opening.

Looking at Murong Jin's current cold and contemptuous expression, the humiliating words that came out of his mouth made him unable to bear it in his previous life.

The next moment, Lin Yaoyue clearly felt that the self in her previous life was already on the verge of collapse. And now she can't wait to pierce his neck with a shadowless needle!

Suddenly, Lin Yaoyue bit Murong Jin's throat, but she was stuck in her neck and lifted up.

"Why do you do this when you know you can't kill me?" At this moment, his originally quiet blue phoenix eyes had a bloodthirsty scarlet in them.

"Because I hate you, so much so that I have even the slightest chance, I will not hesitate to try, what can make you miserable. On that alluring jade face, a shallow smile was aroused. A dark flame flickered in the dull pupils.

In an instant, he jerked his hand loose. Without a trace of attachment, he put on a dragon robe and walked away.

......

At the same time, Shan Yuan, who had been forced to retreat step by step by Murong Jin outside the illusion, had a touch of mockery on his calm face,

"Although I don't know about love, I am sure that after the saint has come out of the illusion, I am afraid that she will not be with the prince again. You've stripped her of the only dignity she has, and I'm afraid she won't be able to put up with you for even a moment. ”

Shan Yuan's mocking words fluttered lightly in his ears, and Murong Jin tightened the Xuantie fan in his hand. Those pasts, the memories of the most painful past lives, now turned his heart into silk threads with sharp blades, and wound them in circles. Until a drop of blood seeps down, until this heart is full of holes, and it will take thousands of years to compensate.

"Yue'er ——!!"

With a heart-wrenching call, Lin Yaoyue suddenly woke up. But everything around her told her that she was still in the illusion, still in the dungeon that cold emperor had built for her.

She was dressed in gorgeous clothes at the moment, but her hair was messy and her hands were covered with blood.

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue felt that someone was holding her throat tightly, and there was a small body in her arms.

Is this Jiu'er?her son?!

The next moment, she seemed to be able to hear the voice of her previous life, screaming in pain. And then, the slender fingers shattered the bronze mirror on the side uncontrollably, and she rushed behind Murong Jin, and immediately, stabbed the sharp blade in her hand into his back.

The scene that Lin Yaoyue expected to be bounced away by him with internal force did not happen. Suddenly, streams of blood poured out of his back. Her fingertips were trembling, and the man in front of her who was pierced in the back with a sharp blade, in an instant, phoenix eyes turned red!

Lin Yaoyue hurriedly wanted to hide back, but this body was not her own, but from her previous life. Obviously, the self in the previous life was frozen by the horror in front of him.

They were all stunned on the spot. Obviously, in her previous life, she also discovered that the man in front of her might not only be the enemy who killed her entire family, but also that he was not a person in this world at all, but a demon who should not exist in this world at all!

The red-eyed Murong Jin in front of him tried hard to pull out the fragments of the bronze mirror behind him. But it was difficult to pull it out happily like she plunged into it with her own hands. And in the next moment, Lin Yaoyue's own premonition of danger was not wrong at all.

In an instant, something sharp cut through the throat. On the body that seemed to be frozen, on the snow-white neck, drops of red blood oozed out.

At the same time, the pale ink-colored pupils that had lost their luster reflected the red blood on Murong Jin's fingertips.

Finally, he killed her, and he killed her with his own hands!

In an instant, the demonic aura in the handsome man's phoenix eyes was replaced by shock and sadness, but his face was clean but heart-pounding.

At this moment, between his eyebrows, there was no cold and ruthless owl that had been tightly wrapped around him in the past, he hugged her like a child, dazed and helpless, and then trembled, and held her cold little hand with his slender hand.

Lin Yaoyue's heart was clenched, and it became difficult to breathe.

She had never seen Murong Jin like this, and the next moment, he hugged this unconscious body and went crazy towards the Tai Hospital.

Lin Yaoyue was stunned, and then said to the underground palace that had lost its brilliance, "It's time to finish, High Priest Shan."

He trampled on my pride, destroyed my country, killed my parents and brothers, and gave me away to others as if I were an object. Now it should be enough for him to kill me with his own hands, right?"

Lin Yaoyue's lips opened and closed slightly, and the breath spit out of her mouth was frozen.

But Murong Jin, who had already escaped into the illusion world, was chased by Murong Jin, but Shan Yuan smiled calmly, looked at Lin Yaoyue's clear inky phoenix eyes, and said, "Miss Lin, why do you need to be so angry with this company. This has already happened, and it has nothing to do with the company, just a long-cherished entanglement between the two of you.

We don't have the power to change and won't change. Now, it's just for you to know. ”

Looking at Shan Yuan's clear eyes that were not stained at the moment, Lin Yaoyue smiled, but with some sarcasm, "Heh, he is worthy of being the high priest of Fanyun Kingdom." This truth is only part of the truth. ”

Hearing this, a hint of a smile appeared on Shan Yuan's unstained eyes, like a clear spring, and he looked at Lin Yaoyue calmly and said, "Sure enough, the saint is too smart, and it's not a good thing." ”

Suddenly, the blue-white robe swirled.

The next moment, Lin Yaoyue was hit in the chest by Shan Yuan's palm wind. In an instant, crimson blood seeped from between the corners of her lips. At the same time, there was an extremely strong suction force that sucked her back into her body from her previous life.

Didn't die? Haven't you died?

Lin Yaoyue tried to move her slender fingertips, and outside the tent, it was Murong Jin who was resting with a frown. Can't wake him up, this is Lin Yaoyue's first reaction!

At this time, a familiar but unfamiliar voice slowly spoke, "Do me a favor, okay?"