No...... This is not the end for her.

She has a longer and longer way to go.

His jaw suddenly hurt, he raised his hand and grabbed her hair, his eyes were cold: "You chose him...... You ended up choosing him...... In your eyes, I'm not the one to consider, am I? ”

Ling Yutong let out an "ah" in pain, panicked, and was about to retreat.

But the next moment, her body was grabbed by him, and he said with a dark look in his eyes: "Why don't you choose me?" I've been with you the longest! What is he! He is the enemy of the demon world, the filthy man who has robbed his seat! ”

His hand was too strong, and in the next moment, he had already torn the clothes on her chest, and pressed her body without mercy.

Ling Yutong was terrified to the extreme.

She desperately shouted, "I'm not her!" I'm not her! ”

However, he was like an angry beast, wanting to eat her like a whirlwind, and his sharp mouth bit her throat fiercely, and the thick bloody smell filled the entire hall.

"Ahh

She could clearly feel the blood slowly flowing out of her veins, and he swallowed it in large gulps.

"Don't!" Ling Yutong struggled in a panic, but his body was pressed under the man, her struggle stimulated his wildness even more, his eyes were like a beast that had not been hunted for a long time, and he locked her faintly.

Xiu Ying's eyes slowly froze.

Recently, he always had some inexplicable hallucinations, and the women he saw were always the same as Ling Tianlai's face, and every now and then, he ignored them, pressed those women under him, and almost broke their bodies like venting.

In the midnight dream, all I can think of is the **** drunken Yan, if there is no fire lotus, she is hers.

She would be completely his!

This hallucination actually reappeared when he saw Ling Yutong.

The woman of the demon world, but no one dared to resist her, Ling Yutong was really the first.

Her resistance stimulated his desire to conquer her, and once that thought came to mind, his hands were already in action.

Xiu Ying shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on Ling Yutong again, this time, the illusion disappeared, his body froze, and then he said in disgust: "How could you be her?" Filthy, stinking blood! ”

But if he wanted to get the blood of the emperor god, he had to endure the nausea and suck the blood out.

That kind of process, but not very pleasant.

His tongue slowly brushed the blood from his lips, the strange color made his eyes brighter and brighter, he raised his hand, pinched Ling Yutong's shoulder, and then aimed at her neck and bit down.

Ling Yutong's struggle slowly weakened.

The jet-black green silk began to slowly dye hoarfrost.

The plump skin gradually spreads into the upper folds.

The eyes are also slowly cloudy.

She felt as if she was aging rapidly, wanting to scream, and even her vocal cords seemed to be getting old......

No!

She doesn't want to grow old!

She didn't want her beautiful face to pass away......

The blood kept drying up.

Her sideburns are gray, and even her figure is shrinking and getting old!

Ling Yutong suddenly screamed, and she struggled hard.

But her strength fell on him, but it was as if she had hit a hard rock.

Just when she thought she was dying, he pushed her away, and then swept his body and smashed his palm on the crystal coffin, his hands like eagle hooks, stabbing at the people in the coffin.