In the Great Array of the Sea of Blood, the sea of blood was churning and surging, and countless primordial gods and giant beasts were struggling in it, wailing everywhere, like purgatory on earth, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

Blood, red blood everywhere, overwhelming, desolate and cruel, shocking, and smelly.

Feng Wuchen's face was cold and cruel, he stretched out his hand, and the seal of the silk cocoon opened, it turned out that inside was a huge, independent space like a room.

There is a bed in the cocoon room, and two large pearls of the night hang from the head of the bed.

The floor under the bed is filled with glittering, crystal clear, and colorful gemstones.

With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuchen took away all the gems in the room.

On the big bed covered with white brocade satin, with thick chains, a stunning beauty with a beautiful figure was attached.

The thick iron chain was tied to the slender neck of the stunning beauty, so that she could not escape.

The beauty's pitiful appearance is like a pet dog on a leash, with no dignity and no personal freedom at all.

The stunning beauty is not wearing an inch, her skin is so white that it is almost transparent, the mountain peaks are towering, and her head is full of snow-white hair, which has been dragged to the ground.

Her facial features are delicate and beautiful, and her eyes are as blue as the sea, which is very charming.

It's just that the stunning beauty looks very weak at this time, and her beautiful body is covered with all kinds of scars from abuse, which is shocking.

Her big blue eyes, dull and hollow, unable to focus, saw those beautiful eyes, she was already blind.

Feng Wuchen was smashed today, blowing up the seal of the sea of blood, and escaping many powerful giant beasts and primordial gods. He himself was injured inexplicably, and when he saw the reappearance of the strange treasure Qiankun Pearl, but there was no trace to follow, he had already accumulated resentment in his heart, and he was angry, and he had nowhere to vent.

His face was hideous and distorted, he pinched the beauty's delicate neck, and roared: "Slut, you are looking for death!" "

The beauty was pinched by his neck, and her pretty face was flushed.

Those slender jade hands held Feng Wuchen's wrists weakly, like a dying fish, struggling helplessly.

Feng Wuchen lifted her up and threw her to the ground like a poor dog.

The bewitching body of the stunning beauty slammed into the ground, screaming miserably, and spitting out a lot of blood with her head up.

She raised her bloody hands, could no longer hold back the sadness in her heart, and hid her face and sobbed delicately.

The crystal tears, mixed with blood, fluttered, slipped from her blind eyes, turned into sparkling colorful gems, rolled to the ground, and instantly accumulated a thick layer of gems.

The blood-stained colorful gems, under the illumination of the night pearl, are bewitching, desolate and charming, radiant, shining, and with a faint aura, which can be described as a rare treasure in the world, and it is not an exaggeration.

The beauty's eyes and face were covered with blood, and it slowly flowed down her beautiful cheeks, beautiful and desolate.

She stretched out her slender jade hand, groped for it, grabbed the corner of Feng Wuchen's clothes, and begged bitterly:

"Lethe, please, you kill me, you kill me!"

The beauty has a pair of large, hollow, unfocused blue eyes, but she has long been unable to see anything.

She has a good figure, convex and backward, like a blooming magnolia, and is dizzyingly beautiful.

However, such a beautiful person was imprisoned here by Feng Wuchen, tortured and tormented, and life was worse than death.

She cried out in tears: "Lechuan, I am sealed here by you, and I am absorbed by you every day, it is really too painful, and life is better than death." "

"Lechuan, I beg you, in our past relationship, you give me a good time, kill me, kill me."

"The colorful merman beads you want, I have been producing them for you for hundreds of years for you to cultivate and improve your mana."

"I have been abused by you for hundreds of years, and for hundreds of years, I have lived worse than death, suffering every day."

"Lechuan, I don't owe you, you let me go and give me a good time, okay? Good no good? I beg you! "

As she mourned and wept, the teardrops turned into blood-stained colorful gems, and they were sad and mournful.

Feng Wuchen was condescending, looking at her coldly, his face was hideous and cold, and his eyes were emotionless.

One of his hearts has long been as hard as iron, without a trace of human feelings.

Those eyes that were hard to fill were full of perverted bloodthirsty light, which was very different from his sanctimonious demeanor.

Feng Wuchen reached out and gently stroked her delicate and flawless cheeks.

Hundreds of years have passed, she is still so beautiful and moving, and the mermaid people have an ageless appearance all their lives, and they really live up to their reputation.

This stunning princess of the merman clan can turn tears into the legendary colorful merman beads.

That was the ancient god of Penglai Immortal Island, the treasure that Emperor Fusang used to refine high-level magic weapons in ancient times.

This kind of colorful merman beads, the merman race can only appear for thousands of years, which can be described as a rare gem for thousands of years.

Such a colorful mermaid pearl can be described as priceless in the market, and millions of gold are hard to find.

He tried his best to coax her into getting started, how could he let her go so easily?

It's just that because the stunning beauty is being absorbed by him every day, forcing her to shed tears, her body has already become very weak.

Her jet-black hair had already turned white.

Even the skin on her body was so pale that it was almost transparent, and there was not a trace of blood.

Her eyes, weeping every day because of excessive tears, have long been blind and unable to see.

The stunning beauty has now basically become a wasted person.

She didn't even have the strength to escape.

Feng Wuchen felt that she was the most beautiful appearance in his mind.

Imprisoned her and firmly controlled, he was relieved.

Although, she is just a pawn and a tool for him to use.

However, he absolutely could not tolerate it, she betrayed him and left him, absolutely not allowed.

Feng Wuchen's face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Slut, you are a person of the deity in life, and a ghost of the deity in death. Delusional to escape from the control of the deity, this life is not to be dreamed! "

After Feng Wuchen finished speaking, he pushed the stunning beauty down on the bed, straddled it, and galloped up regardless of the beauty's life or death......

Mourning is greater than heart death, and the stunning beauty has no resistance or reaction except tears.

It seems that the man who sits on her and has a love with her is just a wisp of air.

Feng Wuchen was angry in his heart, slapped the beauty fiercely, and scolded: "Slut, you are called, why don't you call?" You're screaming! "

After Feng Wuchen finished speaking, he started work left and right, inciting the beauty again and again, the stunning face.

The beauty was instigated by him and her face was red and swollen, and the corners of her nose and mouth were bleeding, and she looked extremely pitiful.

However, she just silently endured all this from physical and mental pain.

Her heart, long since his cruelty, had become numb and cold, full of holes, and there was no fluctuation.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Love is at the end, it is difficult to collect it, and the rest is only a lingering hatred.

She didn't bother to pay for him, even hate.

She was like a stiff puppet, unresponsive, at the mercy of Feng Wuchen, not even humming.

After Feng Wuchen vented his desires, he looked at the half-dead beauty like a rag doll, with a bloodthirsty heart, as if he had been greatly satisfied, but he felt bored.

That manic heart is even more irritable and tyrannical.

He climbed out of bed angrily, looked at the beauty like a dead man, and roared: "Slut, you are obedient to the deity and continue to produce shark beads." Run away? You don't think about it for the rest of your life. "

The beauty struggled to sit up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked miserable.

She suddenly asked coldly, "Lethe, have you never loved me?" "

Feng Wuchen was extremely upset in his heart, but he sneered in his mouth: "Love you? Don't be delusional, how could the deity fall in love, you slut? "

The beauty's delicate body shook suddenly, her face was as pale as paper, sad and fragile, like a flower about to wither in a strong wind, about to fall into dust and turn into ashes.

She said desolately: "Lechuan, you took the trouble to get close to me, coax me, and deceive me from Penglai Immortal Island, just because my tears can turn into colorful shark beads, right?" "

Feng Wuchen's face was cold, cold and cruel, noncommittal.

The beauty smiled sadly, and asked step by step: "Or, Lethe, you may not be called Lechuan at all, maybe, you have another name, such as bastard, beast or something." You even gave me a fake name, right? Excuse me, what else is true of you? "

"What is your heart made of? How can you be so cruel? "

Such a cold and resolute beauty, Feng Wuchen has never seen it.

His heart trembled suddenly, and a wave of panic rose from the bottom of his heart, which he couldn't control.

It was a panic that she was about to leave him.

The stunning beauty said lightly in a voice as cold as an ice cellar: "Lethe, did you do Yun Xiao's tragic death?" "

Originally, Yun Xiao was Feng Wuchen's big disciple.

After Yun Xiao fell, the second disciple Yun Qi was promoted to the eldest disciple.

Hundreds of years ago, Yun Xiao accidentally bumped into a captive beauty, and was immediately shocked.

He secretly spied on Shizun's abuse of the beauty, so he was very sympathetic to the beauty's plight, so he tried his best to help her escape, but was discovered by Feng Wuchen.

It's a pity that one day, when Yun Xiao was helping the beauty escape, he suddenly died violently, and his death was unknown.

So, Feng Wuchen was furious, imprisoned the beauty in the Blood Sea Array, and absorbed Yuanyang every day.

Feng Wuchen snorted coldly: "You slut, you hooked up with Yun Xiao behind your back, don't think that the deity doesn't know." Whoever betrays the deity, the deity will never let him go easily. "

The beauty muttered: "It's a pity, he was bent on saving me out, and I was still delusional, you are not a merciless person, you must love me, so you imprisoned me." It turned out that I was really wrong...... I killed an innocent life......"

Feng Wuchen snorted coldly, his eyes were grim, and his face was hideous.

Don't say that there is just a cloud Xiao, even if it is his master, standing in front of him, he is not merciful, and he does not blink his eyes to remove the other party.

The beauty muttered, "Lethe, you are too terrible, more terrible than the devil......"

"Lethe, how much I loved you once, and how much I hate you now. No, I don't even hate you anymore. "

"Your ambition, your cruelty, and your ruthlessness really make me look up to you."

"In this life, I don't want to see you again, you get out, you get out!"

Feng Wuchen trembled with anger, grabbed the beauty's hair, and roared viciously: "You slut, you dare to speak to the deity in such a tone, do you believe it or not, the deity will kill you immediately?" "

The beauty is bent on death, and there is no trace of sparkle in her empty eyes.

She smiled sadly: "Great, you can kill me quickly, don't hesitate." I don't want to see you again, this wolf in human skin. Because, every time I see you, I feel so sick that I want to vomit. You don't deserve to be human, no, no, no, you're a beast. "

Feng Wuchen was so angry that he kept trembling, his heart was hard and cold, and his anger was terrifying.

He raised his palm, and he was about to slash it down with one palm against the beauty's heavenly spirit cover.