Mr. X couldn't help but smile, but then retracted a satisfied smile.

He walked halfway through the room to Mr. M's side. The poor creature was not yet dead, let out a rapid breathing sound, and tried to stop the yang spirit gushing from his neck with his hand.

Mr. X bent down to inspect it and ordered, "All of you leave, go now." We'll gather again tomorrow morning. I hope you will bring me good news when the time comes. Mr. O, you stay. ”

When Mr. O defiantly defies his orders and gets up to leave, Mr. X takes control of his muscles in the blink of an eye, leaving him frozen in his chair.

Mr. O was taken aback for a moment, struggling to resist the confinement that restrained his hands and feet.

It was a battle he couldn't win.

Maharaja would always give the chief servant the Eater some additional benefits. Spiritual domination over the rest of the servant eaters is one of them.

When the occupants of the room were gone, Mr. X took out a knife and plunged it into Mr. M's chest. There was a flash of light and a loud crack, and the servant eater completely disintegrated and vanished.

Mr. X lowered his gaze, stared at Mr. O, and said coldly, "If you do this kind of thing again, I will leave you to Maharaja to deal with." ”

"No, you're not going to do that." Mr. O, who is surprisingly arrogant, completely ignoring the fact that he needs to rely on the mercy of others to continue to live in the world, arrogantly says, "You don't want to make yourself look like you can't even control a few men. ”

Mr. X stood up.

"Be careful, Mr. O. You underestimate Maharaja's devotion to sacrifices. He would be very happy if I gave you to him as a gift. Mr. X stepped forward and pointed a finger to his face and said, "If I tie you up tightly and summon him to receive you, he will enjoy letting you go, and I will stand by happily and watch." ”

Mr. O shook his head sharply, showing more anger than horror: "Don't touch me." ”

"I'm your superior and can do whatever I want to you," Mr. X put his thumb in Mr. O's mouth, pinched his chin with his other hand and pulled it forward sharply, "So watch your attitude." Until I give permission, I am not allowed to kill any member of the Servant Eater Society. ”

A raging rage of anger burned in Mr. O's brown eyes.

"Now, what are you going to answer me?" Mr. X muttered to himself, brushing the servant's dark chocolate-like hair back with his hand.

Mr. O muttered quietly.

"I can't hear clearly." Mr. X's fingers pressed hard against the hollow soft~ flesh under Mr. O's tongue, and kept pushing until the servant eater's eyes were full of tears. Only then did he retract his restraint with satisfaction, and stroked his hand gently over his lower lip, saying, "I said it, I can't hear clearly." ”

"Yes, teacher."

"Good boy."

On the other side, Yang Luxia was lying on the bed, feeling irritable. She tossed and turned, constantly adjusting the position of the pillow, but she couldn't sleep well.

Her mattress seemed to be stuffed with hard stone, and the sheets seemed to have turned into sandpaper.

She lifted the quilt and walked to the window, which was closed tightly by heavy satin curtains. She wanted some fresh air, but she couldn't open the window because it was already morning outside.

She lay on a chaise longue and covered her bare feet with the hem of her silk pajamas.

Xiao Lingyun.

I still can't stop missing him.

Every time the scene of him and that woman getting tired of being together came to mind, she couldn't help but curse. This shocked herself.

A woman as docile and lovely as her, who combines the perfection and gentleness of all women in the world, should not be angry at all, it is against her nature.

But the more she missed Xiao Lingyun, the stronger her desire to hit something.

If only she could clench her fists.

She looked at her hands. Yes, of course she knows how to make a fist. It's just that her fists are so petite.

Especially compared to his.

God, how hard her life is, she has endured so much, but he doesn't appreciate it at all.

Wu Xiangnu, who became the most powerful man in the vixen, is still an untouched old virgin, which makes her feel like she is living in hell on earth.

The failure of being a woman burned her self-worth to the ground, and the loneliness of isolation ate away at her heart, and the embarrassing situation of having no home of her own and could only live with her brother stung her deeply.

The gaze of the clansmen and the words behind her back disgusted her. She knew very well that she had become a common topic of conversation — jealousy, pity, prying eyes, and rumors that were hard to tell if they were true or false.

She knew that her story was being told to young girls as a warning or as an encouragement, and she didn't want to figure it out.

Xiao Lingyun didn't care about what happened to her at all.

Now, she has to pay for her faults. At first, playing the role of a good little woman seemed to her to be the only thing worth trying, and the most correct choice, the only hope that she could finally share her life with him.

Who knew it would turn out like this.

He found the black-haired ordinary woman who was more worthy of his cherishment.

It's so pathetic! All her efforts were in vain. There is no fairness or not, only the almost brutal truth remains.

And she is not the only one who suffers, but also Yang Xuying, who has been worried about her for a long time.

But Xiao Lingyun, he can always be so carefree. He must be having a good time now. At this moment, he was probably naked and intertwined with the woman, doing good things with the firmness of his thighs.

Yang Luxia closed her eyes.

She imagined herself being pulled by him, leaning against him, being held tightly by a pair of strong arms, allowing him to suck her own blood, and she was so excited that she couldn't feel the heat. Everything about him wrapped her up: his hands around her long hair, his mouth frightened her.

This is a great irony.

For a long time, she had fantasized about being possessed by him, fantasizing about him taking her.

But as a result, the person he was thinking about was not her at all.

Yang Luxia flexed her fingers angrily again and clenched her fists.

She no longer fantasized about letting Xiao Lingyun come back. Now, she wants him to go through the pain she has endured.

It's just that Xiao Lingyun at this time is not as she thought, Xiao Lingyun stretched out his hand at this time, hugged Yan Xiaojing in his arms tighter, and at the same time crossed her shoulder to see Su Pan's situation. After witnessing her soothe her brother's pain, all the barriers in his heart were completely shattered.

Caring about him, but also caring about his brother, Xiao Lingyun thought to himself, this is the oldest principle within the Lunar Society fighter.