"I'm content to have another taste of the fragrance in your body before I die. As he spoke, Xue Chen hugged Lin Yaoyue's waist tightly and lightly covered Lin Yaoyue's delicate and soft hand.

Lin Yaoyue's picturesque eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

But Xue Chen raised his white and slender index finger at this time and covered Lin Yaoyue's soft lips. Suddenly, the aroma of the mandala hits the tip of the nose, and it is brilliant until it is full.

His seductive peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, but he removed everything in the world, leaving only Lin Yaoyue in his eyes.

Now between his mouths is the sweet smell of Lin Yaoyue's body. From the first time he bit her neck, he knew that she would be the woman who was destined to save him from the curse, but he didn't expect her blood to be so sweet.

Thinking of this, Xue Chen couldn't help but lick the blood of Lin Yaoyue that remained between his lips and teeth with the tip of his red tongue, he squinted his eyes slightly, and the idea of really feasting kept hitting his brain, Lin Yaoyue's delicate lips and the breath emitted by the sweet blood on her body kept tempting the tip of his nose.

Xue Chen already felt that his teeth were about to lengthen uncontrollably. But he forcibly suppressed them, and also suppressed the voice of all the limbs and bones who were shouting 'want her', 'want her'.

He was about to lose the temptation that was within his reach, and there was a surge of blood in his chest.

The pupils in those enchanting peach blossom eyes gradually turned from amber to scarlet, and blue.

At this time, she and Lin Yaoyue's delicate and snow-white jade faces were just a stone's throw away. He could see the surprise in the inky phoenix eyes, and he could also see the monster imprinted in the clear phoenix eyes.

He jerked his hand to cover his eyes.

Lin Yaoyue's picturesque eyebrows furrowed slightly, and from the moment she pretended to be stunned and heard the words 'Little Marquis' in the mouths of those attendants, she thought of the identity of the person in front of her. The son of Xue Guangping, Marquis of Pingnan, Xue Chen, the little Marquis of Pingnan.

But although he guessed who he was, he didn't dare to rashly report his identity. Every time he saw him, he covered most of his face with a thick mutton fat jade mask. Although he didn't understand all the reasons, he still firmly adhered to the consciousness that the kidnapped person should have, and never revealed his identity in front of the kidnapper.

But she didn't expect Xue Chen to buy her ancestral house and tie herself to her ancestral house.

Now, her ink-colored phoenix eyes clearly reflected Xue Chen's peach blossom eyes, which were truly demonic

。 Those charming eyes actually contain pupils of different colors.

In the past, the other eye he hid under the shadow of the white jade mask turned out to be a dark orchid, and that dark blue color was so familiar.

Lin Yaoyue's thoughts froze suddenly.

I saw the demon man printed in his ink-colored phoenix eyes covering his left eye. His snort was disordered, and the astonishment and sadness in his eyes were something Lin Yaoyue had never seen in his eyes. The delicate jade face trembled uncontrollably.

He glanced deeply at Lin Yaoyue's phoenix eyes, but in an instant, don't look away.

"Xue Chen—" Lin Yaoyue called him softly, she didn't know the pity in her tone at the moment. But in an instant, he was choked by the neck and lifted up.

She had just woken up, and her body was still a little limp. At this moment, I was choked by the neck, and I instantly felt that I couldn't breathe. On the delicate jade face of the man in front of him, the thin red lips were slightly open, and the two white teeth were gloomy, exuding a sharp cold light.

Inlaid with two completely different pupils. One is as bright as fire, the other as deep as the sea. His stunning face at this time couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, and his hand around Lin Yaoyue's neck was more like pinching his own neck. The magnetic and evil voice kept shaking, but the slender fingers were fierce, "I don't need you to sympathize with me." I don't want to, at the last minute, also—"

His magnetic voice came to an abrupt halt.

Obviously, the fierce beasts in the woods couldn't resist Murong Jin's pace at all. The tall and slender figure, accompanied by the cold moonlight, came with a fierce wind. At this moment, Lin Yaoyue only felt that the two of them in front of her were like ghosts in the night.

Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes were frighteningly cold, he looked at Xue Chen, and his blue phoenix eyes were gradually covered with blood red.

The black iron fan came out with a blast of wind.

The man in front of him suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the teeth in his mouth had been closed, and his scarlet eyes had returned to calm. There was a slight smile on the delicate jade face, and a pair of amber peach blossom eyes were printed, and Xue Chen at this time was pure and harmless, as if he had never been stained with fine dust.

Lin Yaoyue clearly heard the sound of broken bones and torn flesh and blood from him, but those incomparably bewitching eyes were extremely clear at this time. He looked at Lin Yaoyue, and the corners of his red lips slowly hooked up a light smile. Immediately, he lightly kissed Lin Yaoyue's jet-black hair.

And the fragrance of the mandala on his body has also reached its peak, and the suffocating aroma is so gorgeous that it constantly impacts Lin Yaoyue's nasal cavity.

"Don't trust Murong Jin. In my ears, there was a magnetic and evil voice, with a shallow smile.

Lin Yaoyue's pupils were accompanied by that magnetic and evil voice, which suddenly dilated.

Her heart skipped a beat in an instant, but Xue Chen used his last strength to gently raise his white and slender index finger and lightly put it on his red lips.

Lin Yaoyue was too familiar with his action, as if the cold slender fingers were covering her red lips. He hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and the shape of his lips moved slightly. With a very shallow smile.

His severed body quickly fell down the cliff until he was never seen again.

Lin Yaoyue gasped suddenly, and in the next second, Lin Yaoyue's trembling body was hugged tightly in a broad and domineering embrace.

The murderous aura on Murong Jin's body suddenly dissipated the moment Lin Yaoyue returned to his embrace.

Only a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes as deep and quiet as the sea were left.

Lin Yaoyue trembled a little in Murong Jin's tight embrace. Her picturesque eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her drooping arms stretched slightly, spreading out the palms that had been clenched for a long time.

In his own hands, it is a fine white jade hosta.

There is a carved crack on the hairpin flower of the whole body of the greasy and white hosta. For some reason, Lin Yaoyue felt that the hosta in her hand at this time was the white jade mask that suddenly shattered on his face when he was hijacked by Xue Chen in the woods for the first time. It was he who had brought a white jade mask that had been intact for a few years, but suddenly shattered that day.

There is also a gorgeous mandala fragrance that cannot be dissipated until it rots, and it will not be dispersed until death.

Lin Yaoyue's posture shook suddenly, and in his ears were the last words he said before he died, 'Don't believe Murong Jin', Lin Yaoyue raised her head suddenly, and what caught her eye was Murong Jin's deep blue phoenix eyes.