Chapter 1049: Invincible

Shangguan Yuchen glanced at her, his eyes were not only blazing but also a little domineering, and he smiled lightly, hiding a trace of mockery in the corners of his lips. Pen Fun Ω Pavilion Δ."

He let go of her slightly, raised his chin, and said, "It's always like this, even if the knife hangs on your neck, your tone won't be half soft." ”

Gongyi turned his head without a shadow, gritted his teeth, but squeezed out a few words from the edge of his teeth: "It is not Feng Ning who can stay by his side by means." ”

"Not everything you don't want to accept can be refused, either openly or secretly, thinking that you can keep people in the dark......" He looked at her, his tone was lighter, and he attached the reason to the unreasonable and domineering: "Some things are paid, whether you accept it or not, you have lost the right to refuse." This king has long said that you can't afford to pay for this king's feelings. ”

As he spoke, one hand took hold of her hand that was clutching the quilt.

Gongyi's shadowless heart trembled, and the quilt rubbed away from his body like a soft silk shirt.

The moment Nishiki was separated from her body, she didn't have time to see her defenseless embarrassment, and the next moment, her hot body was ironed on her body, and the kiss fell like a storm.

Her eyes widened in horror, reflecting a faint glow of fire, and the blaze in his eyes seemed to burn her.

Gongyi Wuying never dreamed that there would be this day, and instinctively wanted to resist, but his hand was tightly held in his palm, strangely imprisoned on the top of her head.

There was blood on the gauze, and the pain spread to her whole body along with the fiery body, and she seemed to notice that her hand was really injured.

She was embarrassed and frightened, and at the same time, she was so angry that she cried out desperately, "Don't do this...... Hurt. ”

Shangguan Yuchen's movements were sluggish, and the red blood stains on his hands were like a scorching iron directly burning into his heart, burning painfully—she didn't want to, but he was forcing her.

Compulsion, thinking of this word, he suddenly felt a huge irony and mockery, the dignified king, actually used such an unbearable way to keep his beloved woman.

He let go of her, and Nishiki was wrapped around her whole body like a butterfly.

"Feng Ning......" he cried out a little silently, like a suppressed scream deep in his chest—she had always been proud, and she also had the ability not to let herself behave like this, not by listening to oral accounts, but by witnessing it herself.

"Not so, but what? Is it possible for you and me to have this relationship, or are you simply taking advantage of it? Let this king willingly offer Juzi Mountain, so that Gongyi will be invincible? Shangguan Yuchen's eyebrows were deep, and his voice was slow but with a hint of desolation, "Even if things change, Feng Ning must say goodbye to him in person." A person from a family of public ceremonies cannot be discredited. You are a member of a family of public ceremonies, how many letters do you have that you can't lose? Removing the clouds and mist, you want to make Juzi Mountain no longer a threat to the Apocalypse Array......"

Gongyi's shadowless body was still trembling involuntarily, Brother Chen heard the conversation between Yan Jiehan and me in the dormitory, and because of the internal force, he thought that his friendship was in vain, and the battle of the Apocalypse Array was imminent...... I knew that Brother Chen would definitely blame himself, but this scene was never expected.

"This king has been preparing for a year and is already looking forward to fighting him. This king can promise that no matter whether he wins or loses this battle, he will ask Liu Lan for his guilt. But because of the failure of the plan, you can't let Brother Chen hear your goodbye? ”

His shirt was open, his chest heaving to confirm that what had just happened was true, and his gaze was cold and warm with a hint of longing hope, and this hope was revealed in his gaze—a hope that could not be dashed.