Chapter 310 (2/2)
As if aware of someone behind, the Yellow shadow continued to run to the depth of the bamboo forest.
”Shua --”
the sharp dagger came out of the scabbard and was directly nailed on a stick of green bamboo.
Only an inch from her face.
The other side's body pauses for a moment and then runs again.
Taking advantage of that short time, the Duke of Yan suddenly leaned forward, lifted his hand and grabbed the ribbon wrapped around the waist of the woman. He pulled it hard, and the other side's head hit his chest.
Seeing that people still wanted to struggle, he opened the power plant with a sneer, and several branches of Zhu Chai were also removed. The green silk fell down like a black waterfall and scattered everywhere, which made people feel more pitiful.
”Running so fast, do you see the man eating devil with black face and tusk? Well? ”
The Duke of Yan pinched the other party's chin and forced her to turn her head. The man's fingers seemed to be a pair of pliers, almost crushing the bones under her.
”Say, who was that man just now?” There was a deep darkness in his eyes, and there was no margin at all, and a wave of frantic despair surged up.
As soon as Lin Lang wanted to open his mouth, he heard his voice calm to the creepy, ”he tried his best to let him escape. His position in your heart must be extraordinary. I'm very interested in my husband. I want to have a discussion with this brave man who has been in contact with his wife. Unfortunately, he walked so fast that he didn't even see him. I'm very sorry for him. ”
Without the thunder and rage that he had imagined, the Duke of Yan slowly released his hand and saw that his wife's beautiful chin was full of finger marks left by him, and obscure emotions flashed in his eyes.
He rubbed his palm and asked, ”does it hurt?”
Lin Lang has long been pinched by him, his eyes are covered with tears, pursed the corners of her lips, ”no pain.”
The Duke of Yan lowered his eyes and said, ”it's good if it doesn't hurt.”
At this time, Yan zhaolie knocked down several stalls and rushed over. He was afraid that he would be heartbroken. What he saw was the bloody scene of his father killing his wife. When he looked up, Lin Lang followed Yan Guogong with his head down. They were not far away from each other. The atmosphere was very strange.
”It's getting late. Let's go back.” The Duke of Yan looked flat.
Yan zhaolie murmured and went to see Lin Lang quietly.
As he passed by, the other side also tilted his face and looked at him.
With a puff, before his heart was tense, he was stabbed with blood by his hateful eyes.
He stayed for a moment.
She Hate him?
Yan zhaolie suddenly gives a thrill. Does she think it is her own informer?
No, it's not him -
he wanted to explain, but Lin Lang had already followed the Duke of Yan into the carriage and stopped giving him half a look, which made him angry and aggrieved, and he was at a loss.
Back in the palace, the maids found that there was something wrong with the couple, who were very close to each other. Usually, the ladies always like to stick to the Duke of the state, and they are almost inseparable. Now, they can almost draw a broad Galaxy between them.
”You go out first. You don't have to disturb me without my command.”
The Duke of Yan walked into the room without delay. The maids stepped back and closed the door of lacquer red carving. For a time, only husband and wife were left.
Aware of some danger, Lin Lang could not help but step back.
What are you doing? Can I eat you for my husband? Come here and change your husband's clothes. ”
His wife bit her lip and forced herself to untie his cloak.
”Did he touch you?”
The Duke of Yan asked coldly.
As soon as Lin Lang's hands shook, her cloak fell on the ground, and she bent down to pick it up. The thick black shadow pressed in front of her, just like a boa constrictor in the swamp. The thick snake tail suddenly rolled up her body and hit her hard on the bed with a sound of thump. There was a thick quilt under it, so as not to be broken.
Rao is so, Lin Lang also feel dizzy, stomach is full of nausea.
The Duke of Yan stood at the edge of the bed, half of which was covered with ghosts. He slowly understood and opened the red ribbon around his waist. In his wife's frightened eyes, he ignored her struggle and tied his hands tightly around the head of the bed. It's a dead knot. I can't get rid of it.
”Well, what are you crying for?” As usual, the Duke of Yan gazed at her with a smile in his mouth. He took off his coat and showed his firm chest, which was covered with dense scars. From a distance, he looked like centipedes with thick fingers, adding a sense of terror and killing.
One side of the bed collapsed, and Lin Lang moved her shoulder and tried to go inside, but her ankle was firmly caught. The thin cocoon accumulated in the palm of the man's palm, which made the skin more rough and painful. Yan Guogong's hand along the thin ankle bone into the profanity trousers, the movement is extremely slow, like before the execution, the knife of the executioner's hand brushed the fluff of his neck.The cold touch swam on his skin. The eyes of the Duke of Yan were green and gloomy. He swept his wife's timid face, like a weak beast who was bullied by others. He restrained the movement of his larynx and said hoarsely, ”I'll give you another chance for your husband. As long as you don't cover him up, my husband will spare you this time. ”
”Otherwise --”
he bullied him, and his tone was bloody.
”For my husband, let you know what it means to have no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.”
What else does it mean to make people die.