Leng Mingyue's body stiffened.

The sound of the piano on the third floor, after the foreshadowing in the middle of the song, suddenly turns to the climax of the song.

The passionate rhythm seems to be stepping on the tip of a person's heart, and it is like an emotion that has nowhere to vent, and suddenly finds an outburst, which only teaches people hysteria and shocks.

The wind is blowing.

The unprovoked wind came from all directions, the candles in the lanterns were extinguished, and the sheds erected by the vendors rattled.

The dust and gravel blinded everyone's eyes, and in the gray world, a few people flew out, screaming in pain.

Leng Mingyue wanted to push away from the man, but she found that she couldn't resist the man's brute strength.

His strength is stronger than a few days ago.

She was held tightly in his arms, like a seamless, like a furnace, like purgatory.

It's a hot mess.

The hand she wanted to pinch was stretched away by him, and her right hand and his left hand were interlocked.

The sound of the piano gradually buffered, and the aftersound of the end was as melodious and melodious as the beginning.

The man left her lips, heavy breathing sprayed on her face, and the eyes that were once cold exuded a wolf-like light.

The ghost trapping chain tied to the two of them decomposed and annihilated in the night.

Seven days and seven nights, it's over.

The people who watched the excitement also fled.

"Marry me."

This time, there was more firmness in his voice.

"Smack."

Leng Mingyue slapped him in the face, and left with a cold look in his eyes.

Shen Lichuan was not angry, nor did he coerce her to stay.

He touched the beaten cheek, and the smile in his eyes was filled with extreme arrogance that was bound to win.

Looks like I still want to eat you.

in every sense of the word.

"Your Highness."

Fortune and misfortune that followed the power in the wind knelt in front of Shen Lichuan.

"Congratulations on your release from the ghost trapping chain."

"That's not something to congratulate." The man's voice was pleasant: "The deity hopes that the ghost trapping chain can be entwined again." ”

It turned out that she herself was sweeter than her blood.

Lai Fu and Woe raised his head, and there was confusion on his face.

"Tell the King of God."

The man turned and disappeared into the night, dashing and mysterious.

"Let's just say that the candidate for the deity's wife has been decided."

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On the way back to Leng Mansion, Leng Mingyue's brows became tighter and tighter.

She felt less slapped.

She should have given another severed foot, of course, whether she will be stopped or not is another matter.

Forget it, just be gnawed by a dog.

After living for three lifetimes, I won't worry about a kiss for half a day.

She should spend more time on the Jiang family.

Jiang Jia, Jiang Zhenshan, Jiang Caiwei, Jiang Caiqiong, are not good stubble.

Jiang Guifei at the banquet that night was decent, and there was nothing special about it.

Thinking about it, Leng Mingyue returned to Leng Mansion, looking at the familiar pure gold gate, she exhaled a breath of turbid air and walked in.

When I was about to arrive at the hall, I felt a smell of alcohol.

I saw a group of people at the table.

"Big brother, I'm sorry for you, woo woo, Mingyue was dragged away by a man!" Leng Qinglan hugged the wine jar and wailed.

"Hiccup, don't stop me, I'm going to save my niece, I'm going to copy the Holy Temple!" Duan Ying staggered out.

"No, mother, my cousin has already returned." Leng Huaijin touched the chair beside him: "Look, isn't she here?" ”

Old Prince Shen shook his head drunkenly: "There is no way, the Holy Temple has absolute power, and without permission, even if Emperor Yan comes, he can't enter." ”。

"Woo woo, Zichen wants to be cold." Shen Zichen sat under the table and cried, slightly drunk when he smelled the wine.