Chapter 104: Happy Newlyweds

Chang Jue looked at her clumsy movements and snorted coldly: "Is this how Xuanzhi taught you?"

Feng Ling's body froze suddenly, clenching her teeth tightly, and suddenly it seemed like she was running away from all this, but the medicine bottle on the table was like a mountain pressing on her, making it difficult for her to escape.

Tomorrow is the beginning of spring, and it is a good day for the ice and snow to melt and everything to recover.

She thought that her messy life could finally improve a little bit. But he chose to humiliate her when he was just getting better. did not hesitate to take revenge on her at the expense of other people's lives.

His hands trembled even more, and he trembled slightly with that belt. Chang Jue looked at her silently for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the placket of her clothes, lifted her whole person up, and forcefully pressed her into a piece of azure.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ling was shocked and angry.

"What do you say I'm going to do?" Chang Jue lowered his head to look at her, clasped her with one hand, and slowly lowered her warm cheek with the other, and finally held up her face and smiled softly: "Didn't you come to beg me, this is the opportunity I gave you." ”

Feng Ling's whole body was trembling, and the nightmare was surging like a tide again. She tried to bite her lower lip before she could barely suppress the collapse that wanted to die with the person in front of her.

The sound of the fabric tearing was sharp and harsh, like tinnitus, piercing my head.

Feng Ling instinctively pushed him away and wanted to go down, but the rattan chair was very close to the table, and when she slammed back, her back slammed against the edge of the table, and it was difficult to move half a minute. wanted to turn over and jump down, but Chang Jue was prepared, clamped her, and forcibly pressed her down.

Feng Ling's face turned pale, and a thin cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Blood oozed from the corner of her lips, a long streak of blood flowed down her chin, and finally fell on Chang Jue's placket, fainting a little red plum.

Chang Jue paused and looked at her amusedly.

I'd rather bite my lip and bleed than say a word?

He paused patiently for a moment, until she had regained some consciousness and pressed his shoulder to duck back, and then he looked at her again with a playful gaze like a cat teasing his prey, and let his prey flee with a nervous look. Just when the prey thought he was about to escape, he tightened his palm again, grabbed her and slammed it down.

There are a few more red plums on the placket.

Silent, silent.

Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she didn't want to see such an embarrassing scene, leaving only her blackened eyelashes to cover them. The corners of Chang Jue's lips pursed into a straight line, staring at her without speaking, and suddenly became reckless, continuing to do what he wanted to do with her.

I had to hear her voice.

But she didn't like him.

Even if she couldn't keep up with his rhythm, even if her face was already white and terrifying, her emotions, her breathing were calm like a pool of stagnant water.

Chang Jue reached out to pinch her face, and insisted that she let go of her clenched teeth. A mouthful of blood fell all over his hand, and the snow-white teeth were all dyed red, which looked shocking.

Even his tongue was bitten.

Chang Jue was suddenly a little annoyed, and he changed his toss more and more, Feng Ling was unprepared, and he couldn't grit his teeth anymore, he gasped in pain, and his eyes became foggy.

Seeing this, Chang Jue was much gentler, and was about to catch her breath, but he suddenly got up from the wicker chair. Feng Ling's body suddenly hung in the air, and the only support point was left for him, and he was finally frightened and muffled.

He carried her to the screen, Feng Ling was startled, and hurriedly cast a spell to extinguish the night pearl in the house. The white moonlight seeped through the lattice on the door and imprinted on the two of them. Chang Jue's clothes were intact, and in a trance, there was azure everywhere. But soon it wasn't, Chang Jue pinned her hands and pressed her against the screen.

"I want you to call out. He ordered her in a low voice.

Feng Ling was silent, as if she couldn't even hold her breath.

He wanted to hear her, he wanted to be with her, he wanted to lie to himself that she was still his. But her calmness and numbness tore apart his illusions again and again.

Chang Jue was unwilling, and slowly wiped the blood on her face in disgust, and said viciously: "Why, you look like this, you pretend to be a loyal and good wife, if Xuanzhi knows, maybe he will be moved to cry bitterly." But don't forget, you're here to beg me, and if you still have this attitude, I have the time and energy to spend with you. Tomorrow, I don't mind taking you to the big wedding like this, just to let the people of the Demon Realm ...... Look at the princess's good appearance. ”

Feng Ling's back stiffened, and her whole body began to tremble again, she looked up at him suddenly, and the hatred in her eyes almost overflowed her eyes. If his gaze could bring demonic energy, Chang Jue thought that he had been killed by her at this moment.

What's the fun of hunting if the prey doesn't blow up its fur.

The corners of Changji's lips gently pulled an arc, let go of her hand, and suppressed her and launched a ruthless attack, leaving one bruise after another.

Feng Ling finally panicked, hurriedly broke his hand, and begged in a low voice: "Don't do this." ”

Chang Jue sneered, but he didn't care about her at all: "Are you afraid that Xuanzhi will find out......?

Feng Ling didn't want to listen to his next despicable words, so she raised her hand and slashed at him in the face.

"Smack-"

With a surprisingly loud voice, Chang Jue was stunned for a while. After only a moment of stunnedness, Feng Ling grabbed the short sword at his waist, and stabbed him in the chest without hesitation.

At the same moment, he fell into a hopelessly cruel state. At the moment when the dagger was about to plunge into his chest, he had already grabbed her wrist and quickly knocked the dagger out of her hand.

The dagger fell to the floor with a clang. Feng Ling's faint power also slid out with the short sword.

The numbness and coldness in her eyes had faded, and the helplessness and dazedness were fully revealed, which made Chang Jue both excited and happy.

The fierce and powerless little beast always stirs up endless pleasure in people's hearts.

The long night lasted until she was held to death, and she could not escape the last turbulence even if she tried her best to lift herself.

Too humiliated, too desperate, eager to cut him with a thousand knives.

After a long time, Chang Jue loosened her grip, took a step back and shook her robe, and then restored the elegant and noble Third Highness of the Heavenly Clan. He lowered his eyes to look at her, and saw that she was disheveled and embarrassed, and her clothes were torn, but her face was cold and calm like an emotionless dead thing.

Her look made him extremely depressed. He was disgusted with her stubbornness, and if she hadn't been reluctant to give in, he could have made her suffer less. But if she is not disobedient, how can he obey her.

"Can I take the antidote?" she said lightly.

Chang Jue looked at the mess of blood on her face, sat back on the rattan chair lazily, and half-squinted her eyes: "Yes." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness. Feng Ling propped up the ground and wanted to stand up, but after several unsuccessful attempts, her legs trembled so much that she barely stood firm by holding the hollow place of the screen. She slowly walked over to the table and went to get the porcelain vase on the table.

After opening and confirming the antidote inside, Feng Ling carefully put it away, didn't even look at Chang Jue, and turned to leave.

As soon as he took a step, Chang Jue's voice sounded behind him: "I have set up an immortal magic enchantment on you, if you dare to drink the avoidance decoction, I don't mind doing it again." ”

Feng Ling's steps paused, and suddenly smiled mockingly: "I thought that if I didn't need to get this shunzi soup, His Highness would know better than me." ”

Chang Jue was a little puzzled, and figured out the meaning of her words twice, but still didn't understand, so she simply didn't think about it anymore. Just looked at her back and smiled a little.

"Happy newlyweds. ”