Ling Tiansu looked at him with strange eyes, and said in his heart, Your master is so dangerous, why are you still smiling so brightly and charmingly?

"So, if you want to talk from the prince's mouth, you have to take advantage of the fact that she is still hot, and it will be so cold, and your princess will be in danger. ”

Since his identity has been exposed, Ling Tiansu is no longer hypocritical, and immediately holds the wooden plate in his hand, and hurriedly walks towards the inner hall.

The voice of the young eunuch came from a distance behind him: "The Ghost Lan flail curse is not to freeze people to death, but to kill people, it is said that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is friendly with the sect master of the Hehuan Sect, and the simple truth that double cultivation can relieve pain, I don't think I don't know it, right?"

Ling Tiansu stumbled at his feet, and said murderously: "You can't die if you want to!"

The young eunuch laughed happily, and did not forget to mention: "What is in the bottle is a good thing, and the prince can use it." ”

The sky is like ink, and the night is cool like a dream.

The boundless dark clouds pressed on the top, and the rain fell like silk threads, bit by bit, soaking the clothes, making Lingtian Su's bone spine cold.

The two doors of the hall were pushed open again, and the sound of the wood creaking was quite ancient.

The incense burner in the hall is burning incense, when I first came I didn't notice it, this incense was very light, and now it has been burned for some time, when I pushed the door and entered, the faint and warm fragrance was faint and long, but it was quite obvious different from the perverse and violent character of the master of this hall.

The incense of the stove was mixed with the faint floral fragrance unique to Wu Ying at this moment, and with Ling Tiansu's keen and sensitive sense of smell, he didn't even feel disgusted and pungent.

Thinking about it all his life, but thinking that Wu Ying already knew his identity but did not debunk it, and even released half of the killing intent, Ling Tiansu was puzzled, and at the same time, his spine began to chill again.

Recalling Fang Cai's own pretentious posture, Wu Ying clearly knew that he was a man, but let him tease and tease.

Could it be that as the young eunuch said, this Wu Ying really likes men?

Among the royal family and nobles, there are countless children who marry at the age of 14 and have children.

Although Wu Ying is still a teenager tonight, he is already nineteen years old, and there is no such thing as a princess or concubine in the court, and even a palace maid who takes care of daily life and grinds tea has never found one.

Ling Tiansu was in a cold sweat, and his legs, which had just entered the main hall, had the urge to retract them.

He is not afraid of bloody battles to the end, and he is not afraid of breaking his muscles and bones, and his soul will collapse, but if he is forcibly done by a man in this Yue Kingdom Palace, Wu Ying......

His tens of thousands of years of arrogance have all been folded into ashes.

Under the numbness of the scalp, Ling Tiansu looked around vigilantly.

My heart was pounding.

The table, screen, and soft couch are not half of Wu Ying's traces.

Cold sweat slipped from Ling Tiansu's forehead, and his soul was quietly released, and in the huge palace, he couldn't catch half of Wu Ying's breath.

He could be sure that Wu Ying hadn't walked out of this palace, he was here!

The strange floral fragrance that lingered around the incense was like a faint wisp, faint and long, and if the person had already left, it would never be such a smell.

Ling Tiansu slowly walked to the edge of the bed where Wu Ying was sitting, put the tray in his hand on the edge of the bed, and carefully placed the pair of black boots in his arms in front of the bed.

His back was as straight as a sword ready to strike, and every inch of his skin and breath were on guard.

The atmosphere in the hall is too quiet, to a kind of forbidden strange step, only to see the light mist in the incense burner, only to listen to the window, the light rain lapping the heavy eaves.

In the absolutely quiet hall, there was a pair of ghostly and murderous eyes, hidden in the invisible darkness, peeking at his words and deeds.

It's a feeling that is extremely depressing.

The soul and mind could not capture half an inch of qi, and the huge palace was like a dead place of yellow springs.

Even though the window lattice was wide open, there was a night breeze and sleet drifting, and it was dyed by the strange atmosphere in the palace, but there was no half of the clear smell of the world.

The chilling coldness penetrated the texture of his clothes, and it actually made his wood spirit immortal body feel an incredible and irresistible cold.

The wind is cold, like the evil spirit of the Nine Shadows Wind.

The rain is cold, like the cold death of the Yellow Spring.

The index finger gently and silently stroked the phoenix fire ring on his wrist, Ling Tiansu couldn't rely on his mind to sense the qi machine, and a pair of eyes that didn't know when to regain their blue color clearly swept through every corner of the hall.

Finally......

The faint sound of the fireplace startled a curtain on the side of the fireplace.

The fireplace was blazing, the fire was burning, and there was no need to light a candle in that space.

Perhaps the fire in the fireplace was too bright, and the shadows under the windrest of the vermilion wood curtain on the side were becoming deeper and deeper like ink.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were deep and he slowly approached.

The right hand hidden behind him has a golden light in the palm of his hand that converges into the form of a sword.

The Natal Dao Soldier Lichen Sword quietly took shape under the palm, brewing a cold edge and sword cold.

In the dark shadows, the cold and cold people's Lichen Sword reflected a touch of snow-cold sword light.

The sword light illuminated a pair of scarlet eyes that were crawling with cursed black text for a moment, and the eyes under the trembling eyelashes actually made people feel extremely weird, desperate, and poignant.

The sword light was fleeting, and the eyes that were accustomed to hiding in the dark shrank as if they had been burned by fire!

Ling Tiansu's heart also tightened violently with such a look!

He pursed his lips and didn't speak.

The dust-free sword in the palm of his hand once again turned into a golden light like stardust, and disappeared along with the killing intent.

He turned around, and instead of leaving, he took a candle and walked towards him.

According to common sense, with his current cultivation, even if he is in a lightless hell, he can see it as daylight.

But it was a small dark shadow under the fireplace, and he could not observe half of it.

The lights warm the candles, illuminating the darkness.

He whispered the candle between the cold floors.

Ling Tiansu calmly looked at the scene in front of him, feeling that he was really crazy.

The world, no!

It can be said that it is the Seven Realms, the youngest of the Seven Realms, even if it was the Wuqi Evil of the year, it would never have such a terrifying and amazing talent and achievements as Wu Ying today.

That Zhao Lei slaughtered Wu Ying in the twenty-seven cities of Shu in one night.

The Wu Ying who faced the Protoss, had a proud posture, his eyebrows and eyes were raging, and he didn't give up half a step.

The Wu infant from the Huangquan Blood Infant Tree who broke the ghost infant and did not enter the reincarnation of the Gang Chang.

Wu Ying, who is called the nightmare of the world and the ultimate evil ghost, is called by the world.

At this moment, he is so weak...... It gives people the illusion that even a ten-year-old child can easily pinch her to death.

Even though the noble prince's robe is added, the gold-rimmed cuffs show endless dignity and appearance.

But at the moment, she is like a lonely beast under the imperial city on a winter night, with no tile to avoid the cold, curling up into a ball, eager to squeeze the whole body into a small ball to keep warm.

Cold!

It was like a cold soldier's blade suppressed under the cold pool, so easily piercing her invincible will and steel bones.

The endless bitter cold was like a blunt knife that was not very sharp, with jagged teeth like thorns, constantly cutting back and forth every inch of her skin and bones.

Even breathing has become a luxury, and every gasp is like holding a needle in my mouth, and it hurts to the bone marrow.

In the endless darkness for too long, the sudden warm light of the lamp and candle made her eyes widen a little, and her scarlet eyes were chaotic, she raised her head in confusion, and then buried her head in her knees, and her back curled up under her force, and a pinned shoulder collapsed.

Under Ling Tiansu's eyelashes, a deep cold green shadow accumulated for a long time.

At this time, he discovered that Wu Ying's smooth right hand and arm were full of deep tooth marks soaked in blood.

The moment she caught Mount Kinabalu landing, the sleeve between her right arm had already exploded into ashes, so the tooth marks that had been bitten by herself were particularly conspicuous.

And the sleeve of her left hand has been half charred black, and it is not difficult to imagine that when no one was around, the ghost Lan flail spell broke out, she was so cold that she could not curl up, and the moth to the fire, drinking to quench her thirst, tried to stuff herself into the burning fireplace, trying to keep warm.

But she only had time to put her arm halfway in before Ling Tiansu came.

In a hurry, he hid himself again.

Ling Tiansu's throat rolled dryly, the cold rain outside the house did not stop, and the wind still roared outside the window like a monster.

And in the hall, Fang Cai was so weird, and the feeling of being watched by someone was no longer there.

He took a thick velvet fox fur from the couch and draped it on Wu Ying's thin shoulders, and when he tightened the fox fur, his fingers accidentally touched the skin between her neck, which was as cold as a piece of ice, as if all the blood flowing in the veins was frozen.

Pale but covered with pitch-black curse runes, the skin was so cold and hard that it had lost a trace of vitality, as if it were touching a cold stone statue that had been hit by ten thousand years of frost.

I don't feel the slightest breath of life.

Ling Tiansu was faintly cold, he thought that the young eunuch was just a lie, Wu Ying was such a powerful person, he really couldn't imagine that in this world, there would be something that could threaten his life.

It was not until this moment that he clearly knew that even if he was as powerful as her and the young man was shocking, in the face of the pain of the Ghost Lan Curse, he would be desperate like a lonely dying person in the drowning and abyss.

He half-squatted in front of Wu Ying and asked in a low voice: "How to solve the poison of Devil Bodhi, Wu Ying, you tell me." ”

The body under the heavy fox fur is like a dark ice that cannot be simmered for 10,000 years, and the pitch-black words are like a thin and flexible black snake, constantly flowing on her skin and blood vessels.

She shrunk her body, pressed her head very low, her teeth kept touching, her body trembled as if her bones were about to fall apart, her burnt black and bloody arms crumbled, and cold blood kept pouring out of her flesh.

She choked and slurred a few syllables.

Ling Tiansu didn't hear clearly, lowered her body a little, pulled her head, and her face was already difficult to distinguish by the black runes.

The clear consciousness in the scarlet pupils seemed to have long been annihilated in the unbearable and intense pain of ordinary people, and the white teeth tightly strangled the frozen blue lips.

"Don't ...... Look at me...... No...... Look at me like this. ”

(PS: Guess what's next? Isn't it going to be exciting?) ）