Lin Yaoyue couldn't stop retreating, and at this time, the entire bronze casting room also showed an irretrievable aura of death. Sharp earth kept falling from the top, smashing into the ground. The surrounding walls shook and squeezed, as if they were about to devour people alive.

But when he faced Murong Jin at this time, he turned into nothing in an instant.

Lin Yaoyue held back the horror in her eyes and heart at this moment.

This kind of Murong Jin is not at all something that can be explained by the world's outstanding martial arts. On his body——? Lin Yaoyue didn't want to admit it, but he could feel the breath of a demon.

If so, it's a big secret. Dignified royal blood, the youngest son of the first emperor, and the regent Murong Jin, is not a mortal at all.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't stop stepping back.

Since ancient times, people who know that they should not know secrets will not live long.

The dampness and coldness accompanied Murong Jin's footsteps approaching her, constantly spreading towards her. The horror and fear that penetrated into the bone marrow tightly wound her.

When he finally let himself have nowhere to hide, he stopped and stood in front of him.

At this time, this bronze casting room had been completely buried by the earth, except for the person in front of him, there was a smell of corpse decay all around, and it was pitch black.

Lin Yaoyue had no doubt at the moment. She and Murong Jin have now been buried under the layers of thick soil in the copper casting room of Jiguang Temple, where copper coins are privately made, how deep it is, she doesn't dare to think about it, and she is not allowed to think about it.

Because the immeasurably beautiful man in front of him slowly lowered his head with his cold and peerless face as before.

But his pale red sexy thin lips had a cruel smile on it. The cold, slippery fingers caressed her neck, as if caressing and teasing, gently sliding up and down her delicate skin.

"Yue'er, you're finally back. He leaned over with a wicked smile on his lips. The cold and sexy voice was close to the ear.

Lin Yaoyue's pupils widened, she didn't understand what Lord Regent meant by saying, 'Finally back?'.

didn't have time to let her think about it, and in the next second, I saw the man in front of her pull up her arm without pity and raise it above her head. He leaned down sharply, clutching her wrists. His body pressed against her, without a trace of pity.

Lin Yaoyue was frightened by the sudden increase in weight on her body. She wanted to resist, but how could the man in front of her allow her to resist.

In an instant, two traces of blood appeared on the white wrist.

"Lord Wang, wake up, I am the girl of the Dawan Lin family, Lin Yaoyue. ”

Lin Yaoyue tried hard to control her voice not to tremble, and tried to keep her mind clear.

But the man who pressed on her had an evil smile, and that smile was extremely cruel.

"Of course the king knows it's you. This king may be wrong for anyone, but he will not be wrong for you. Murong Jin's cold voice had a treacherous aura, wrapped around Lin Yaoyue's ears, and it was definitely abnormal.

Lin Yaoyue held back the thoughts that were flying in her head, tried her best to put on a meek and harmless smile, and said softly, "Yaoyue did something wrong, please tell the prince directly." It's really embarrassing to see what it looks like now. ”

As she spoke, Lin Yaoyue turned her face away, and no longer looked directly at the dark blue phoenix eyes with bottomless feelings.

"Embarrassed?" the cold voice seemed to hear a ridiculous joke. His cold fingers tightly imprisoned Lin Yaoyue's jaw, preventing her from avoiding him in the slightest. His pale red sexy thin lips contained Lin Yaoyue's delicate earlobes.

Brought a hint of indescribable trembling.

Lin Yaoyue only felt that she was trembling slightly under Murong Jin's sturdy and sturdy body. His sharp teeth bit her earlobe violently, and the smell of blood was permeating, Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but turn her head and let out a painful sigh.

What appeared in front of him was Murong Jin's unparalleled handsome and cold face.

At the moment when two pairs of phoenix eyes looked at each other. Lin Yaoyue saw the pictures flashing quickly in Murong Jin's blue pupils.

In the picture, she is the empress of a country, but she is a fledgling immature emperor. And he was her prime minister. He spoiled her, and let nothing in this world hurt her in the slightest. All the dirty, ugly things, he did for her.

He loved her and wanted to bring all the best in the world to her.

Unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was that she married someone else. Even so, he smiled and blessed her, intending to leave alone.

However, in order to retain that amazing talent, she took advantage of his unpreparedness and seduced him. also gave him a death Gu and concluded a death contract.

From then on he was her slave and lived by her charity. She trampled his love and his dignity on the soles of her feet, worthless.

Lin Yaoyue looked at the person who was once immeasurably beautiful, and turned into a walking corpse. And when the once glorious and peerless man once again humbly leaned over, and saw the empress facing her husband, caressing her pregnant belly, and smiled lightly.

The dark blue pupils turned into a blood-red.

"Well, that's right. For the sake of blood, for herself, for her country, for her and the man's children, she will keep herself in captivity like a dog. The original picture took his own blood, this blood contract. See who kept whom in captivity, and who was the lord of whom. ”

The familiar magnetic voice in his ears coincided with the cold and magnetic voice that remained in his ears in the darkness now.

Lin Yaoyue's eyes widened suddenly, this was not like looking at other people's memories at all. The picture was too real, too familiar. The sadness in the phoenix's eyes even lingered in her heart.

Before she could react next, she saw Murong Jin stretch out the tip of his pale red tongue and lick the tooth marks on her earlobe.

"Remember?" The cold and magnetic voice lingered in Lin Yaoyue's ears.

Lin Yaoyue wanted to open her mouth and say that it was not herself at all, but she couldn't say it. Although she is only five points similar to the empress, the breath that belongs to her body cannot be denied.

But she didn't believe that she had been, or perhaps in a certain life, such a merciless and shameless woman.

But Murong Jin seemed to know what she was thinking at the moment, and her thin light red lips full of charm slowly evoked a sarcastic smile. He leaned over again, pressing his cold lips against her delicate earlobes.

"Yue'er, do you remember the oath you made to this king?"

Lin Yaoyue was stunned.

In the next second, the powerful arm wrapped tightly around her waist and pulled her closer. Her lips took the initiative to stick to Murong Jin's cold and warm sexy thin lips without warning.

"Never lose, Yue'er. Never lose. ”

Murong Jin's cold voice wrapped her layer upon layer, and she would not be separated.