Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 694 Blood Slave! (1)
"Boom!"

A bell rang in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Ling Wushuang's blood-red eyes instantly darkened a little bit with an unstoppable force!

"what!"

Looking up to the sky with a clear cry, Ling Wushuang struggled frantically in Lou Junyan's arms, his cold face was still expressionless, his eyes that were originally as thick as splashed ink were blood red, like a coquettish blooming poppy.

"what--"

When Ling Wushuang roared loudly, the blood-red vines around him also seemed to be crazy, overwhelmingly entangled towards Lou Junyan's limbs, and every spider-like red thread was like a vampire with teeth and claws!
"Unparalleled!"

Lou Junyan didn't care about other things at all, he just let the red vines around him pounce on his body, pierce into his skin, penetrate into his sea of ​​consciousness, and absorb all the strength in his body!

"Wushuang, wake up!" Lou Junyan put his arms around Ling Wushuang's slender waist completely ignoring everything around him, "Wake up!"

His dark red pupils are staring at the woman in his arms. At this moment, except for this person, except for this person in his arms, everything around him cannot enter his eyes. Nothing!
"what--"

However, Ling Wushuang's situation showed no signs of improvement at all, and was strongly controlled by an extremely terrifying force!

"what--"

Her whistling voice gradually became heavy, and the blood-red aura all over her body shook out of her delicate body like green smoke.

In the frantic struggle, her hand had already been pulled out from Lou Junyan's confinement, her wrist was raised, and a blood-red power was driven out of her palm, together with the surrounding red vines, with the momentum of thunder, she again It was a slap on Lou Junyan's shoulder!
"Ok!"

Lou Junyan immediately let out a muffled groan, and the long hair that hung loose on his shoulders was blown up in vain by the strong wind driven by this violent palm, and danced wildly.

"Wushuang." Lou Junyan froze all over, and uttered two words in a low hoarse voice.

The blood-red power spread along Ling Wushuang's heavy shoulder, and a sharp pain filled his whole body in an instant, making Lou Jun's sea of ​​consciousness a little cold, but he still didn't let go of the woman in his arms.

Looking up, An Tong deeply met the blood-red eyes.

In this world, if anyone can hurt Lou Junyan unpreparedly, that person is Ling Wushuang.

"Unparalleled."

Thin lips pursed slightly, calling out softly.

This person is Wushuang, he will never hurt, Wushuang who will never give up.

The surrounding red air waves and blood-red tendons slowly covered Lou Junyan's sharp-edged and stern face, like bright red blood vessels floating out, and the slender tentacles pierced Lou Junyan's eyebrows .

The pitch-black color trembled faintly in the depths of those blood eyes.

"Jun... Yan..." Ling Wushuang's eyes fluctuated, and the two words he spat out with slightly parted red lips were like a baby learning to speak.

Red and black are intertwined in her eyes, and the waves are undulating. From her forehead with fine veins and red eyes rolling red waves, it can be seen how hard Ling Wushuang fought against that strange force.

"It's okay." Lou Junyan said in a hoarse voice, retracted the arm around Ling Wushuang's waist, raised the other hand, clasped the back of Ling Wushuang's head with his big palm, supported her head, and buried her face on his left shoulder.

They hugged each other tightly and murmured softly, "It's okay, you'll be fine."

Lou Junyan's big hand gently followed Ling Wushuang's black hair, and his slow movements were iron-blooded tenderness.

The crazy Ling Wushuang miraculously calmed down, like a cat, obediently leaning against Lou Junyan's arms, the blood-red color in his eyes has not faded, and the expression on his flirtatious face is a bit dull, like Like a marionette that has lost its soul.

"Om-"

The turbulent waves in the sea of ​​consciousness, the blood-red scarlet storm, were completely isolated by her, and what echoed in her ears and mind were Lou Junyan's words like a breeze and rain.

"Wushuang, it's okay, you'll be fine, wake up."

"Jun Yan." Two barely visible words overflowed from between Ling Wushuang's red lips, but she didn't seem to know what she was talking about, half of her face was buried deeply in Lou Junyan's arms, her blood-red eyes were confused Open wide, like a lost child.

The surrounding red vines accumulated more and more on Lou Junyan's body, but it only made him frown slightly, as if he didn't feel the slightest.

"Wushuang, wake up, you must wake up." Lou Junyan slipped his hands on Ling Wushuang's slender waist, holding the delicate face of the woman with both hands lovingly, his dark eyes met those expressions deeply Bloody eyes blankly.

Lowering his head, slowly, the thin and cool lips pressed against the woman's soft lips.

"Unparalleled."

The low and affectionate call overflowed from the position where the four lips met, but it was like a thunderbolt, which exploded in Ling Wushuang's numb sea of ​​consciousness, making her sluggish eyes instantly clear.

She was struggling violently like never before!

It was like a drop of sweet spring, a drop of pure rain and dew, dripping into her blood-red eyes, slowly fainting away.

"Unparalleled."

This is the most emotional and sincere call, engraved into the soul's life-and-death relationship!

The position of the heart twitched in vain, and Ling Wushuang's breathing suddenly tightened, as if he had been suffocated in the water for a long time, and he popped out of the water in vain, feeling the wind, rain, and dew blowing on his face, and the pitch-black color quickly struck him in seconds. Fill her clear eyes!
"what--"

In Ling Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness, there was a faint buzzing sound, like a mournful scream, as if something was forcibly driven out.

The bloody storm all over the world disappeared in an instant.

Ling Wushuang completely regained her clarity. The hand between Lou Junyan and her body gently pushed him away. After seeing the blood-red spider threads all over his body and even his face, his pupils felt as if they had been pricked by needles. Trembling, "Jun Yan!"

Lou Junyan was dark red and slightly condensed. When he met those clear eyes, he felt relieved and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

A faint doting smile lingered from the corners of his bloodthirsty red mouth, coupled with the faintly dense blood-red vines around him, and his enchanting and condensed face, it was like a hell flower blooming on the roadside of the underworld.

Only at this time did Lou Junyan think about taking care of himself.

"Ok!"

Lou Junyan suddenly let out a muffled snort, his whole body trembled slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

But he discovered that when the slender vines pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness, they gradually transformed into a blood-red color, as if they had taken root, frantically absorbing the profound energy in his body!

"Jun Yan, what's wrong!"

Putting his hands on Lou Junyan's shoulders, Ling Wu's eyes sparkled for a moment.

(End of this chapter)