Murong Jin's jade-like slender fingers at this moment lightly picked up her jaw.

The moment the eyes of the two touched, Lin Yaoyue never expected that Murong Jin would close his eyes lightly and gently cover his warm lips on his lips-

Immediately, the tip of his pale red tongue, as if tasting a delicacy, delicately outlined his already cold lips at the moment.

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue's eyes widened.

His heart was as warm and bright as the warm sun, but when he approached him, the fragrance of flesh and blood belonging to the best living people couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The desire in his body to bite the flesh and blood of the living suddenly soared.

At this time, he heard Murong Jin's low and magnetic voice whispering in his ear, "This king puts the decision in your hands. If you want restraint, this king is with you. If you don't want to endure it, it's a big deal, this king will accompany you to subvert the entire Kyushu. ”

Obviously, it was the tone that was hoarse and calm, but it could be heard that the tips of Lin Yaoyue's ears were burning at the moment, and even that heart was constantly beating violently.

She subconsciously looked back at each other, and saw that Murong Jin's expression was calm and solemn at this time, without a hint of joke.

But Lin Yaoyue couldn't help lowering her eyes and clenching her fists.

She had never hated herself so much, she had never felt so much about herself! She suddenly felt like a vile and inferior monster. At this moment, I also had the desire to bite him into my belly.

Obviously, I have longing and love for him in my heart. But he couldn't control it, and wanted to tear him alive and eat him like food. Sure enough, Ouyang Zhengde, the old thief, was right. He is now a low-level monster who can't control his desire to eat human flesh no matter what, and he is not even as good as him, an old monster who regularly abducts virgins for blood. And he doesn't deserve to be so good to himself as a low-level monster.

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue's heart tugged. His eyes were sore, but the expected hot tears did not slip down his face. Even, there were no tears in his eyes.

Lin Yaoyue's increasingly thin figure couldn't stop trembling.

At this moment, Murong Jin was like holding a treasure, and instead carried her, who was trembling with inferiority complex and fear, into the carriage, and gently placed her on the exquisite cushion. Immediately, his slender and graceful fingers stroked her hair and made her lean on his shoulder.

Like a pair of ordinary lovers, he kissed Lin Yaoyue's forehead gently, but in an instant, Lin Yaoyue grabbed her wrist and pulled it away-

"Yue'er,"

Murong Jin's heart tightened, and he saw Lin Yaoyue gritting her teeth hard, pretending to be fierce.

"I've never loved you ——! you're gone, and I don't deserve you to do this to me. Now, I'm about to become a dead thing, whether it's your mind or the emperor's decree. It didn't have any restraining effect on me. For the rest of my short life, I don't want to see you as a nasty man. ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin's handsome face was stunned at first.

A sad look flashed in those charming blue phoenix eyes. But the next moment, he grabbed Lin Yaoyue's wrist with his agile backhand, pulled her in front of him and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then bite this king." The five children that Ouyang Zhengde killed, you didn't eat. You don't want the Taoist with true qi on his body that the king gave you. Didn't you say you didn't want to see this king for the rest of your life?

Then eat this king. Eat it, and you will never see this king again. Moreover, the half of the demonic qi on this king's body is helpful to the cultivation of the demonic power on your body, and after eating it, you will be stronger than Ouyang Zhengde's three-hundred-year-old demon spirit. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue's inky pupils that were haunted by a circle of golden light deeply reflected the man in front of her.

Her eyes were sour, but she couldn't cry a bit. This made it clearer for her to realize that she was nothing more than a low-level monster now. It's a youkai who can't even shed tears. Even, maybe soon, like the white bone rotting corpses she killed before, she would become disgusting and sour all over.

She didn't want to be like that, and she didn't want him to see her as ugly.

The next moment, she saw Lin Yaoyue's mouth suddenly open wide, and she pulled Murong Jin closer, she could feel that she was grabbing his fingertips, and they were about to plunge into his flesh and blood.

She finally understood what it meant to be unable to do it, and what it meant to be unable to do it even if she was acting.

And at this time, Murong Jin gently held her hand that was full of white bones at the moment, and said softly, "You'll be fine." But this king needs a little time, are you willing to believe this king, Your Royal Highness?"

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue was stunned.

She felt the warm heat from Murong Jin's clenched hands at the moment, and raised her eyes to look at the sincerity and worry between his eyebrows, and her heart trembled suddenly.

For some reason, she remembered the ruby-like thing he had just fed her. Immediately, I saw her pointing to her throat and asking, "Is it related to what the prince fed Yue'er?"

Hearing this, Murong Jin's handsome face finally smiled lightly, and his graceful fingertips tapped Lin Yaoyue's nose,

"Yes, that's for your antidote. The white bone demon poison in your body now is the curse that the white bone monster who has lived for three hundred years gave you before he died when Murong Jue was in the mausoleum. As long as you can unravel the demon poison in his curse, the spiritual blood in your body will work again, and it will soon return to normal. ”

Lin Yaoyue listened to Murong Jin's magnetic and gentle voice at the moment, and looked at the light smile raised on his pale red thin lips. She couldn't help but be infected by him, and sketched a slight smile.

But soon, she seemed to think of something. A pair of clear phoenix eyes outlined with a golden circle of light, stared at Murong Jin with some uneasiness and said solemnly, "So Taizu's soul didn't break through the mausoleum by himself, but you deliberately let him out?"

Lin Yaoyue was a little incredulous for a while.

But Murong Jin was just clenching her hand without warmth at the moment, and her handsome face was clean and exciting. "This king doesn't want to see him, but in this world, now only he can pick up the ancient divine sword of the fire god Zhu Rong. And this king needs the divine power of that divine sword. “

His shallow and gentle words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Lin Yaoyue's heart.

And the danger of Murong Jin using the magic power in his body to touch with the divine power of a slash is still so vivid!