Feng proud of the world: the king is too black

Chapter 289 He is more cruel, cruel and ruthless!

Ji Qin'er and Anya? !

They hugged and kissed on the roof? !
Nangong Yilu bumped into this hot scene, can he still control his emotions?

Of course not, he has already made a sudden move!A deadly murderous aura rushed towards Anya!
An Erya, who was mesmerizing Wen Ji Qin'er, suddenly sensed a fierce murderous aura coming like a gust of wind. He wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. Soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, he flew out quickly.

boom!
He was thrown out completely, fell hard on the hard tile roof, rolled a few more times, and then fell to the ground, An Ya was thrown so that stars appeared in front of his eyes.

"An Erya!" Ji Qin'er was taken aback. She was so hot that she didn't even have time to think about what happened to An Erya. She got up and wanted to jump down to find An Erya, but suddenly her body lightened, and a flash flashed in front of her eyes. She crashed into a firm embrace.

When she ran into his embrace and smelled his scent, Ji Qin'er's heart suddenly ached, as if an invisible hand was grabbing her heart and squeezing it fiercely.

She raised her head abruptly, and what she saw was a handsome face that was all over the country, her eyes widened, "Is that you?"

Nangong Yilu's blue eyes were full of anger like a deep pool, as if a cruel storm was about to break out.

Ji Qin'er wanted to push him away, but unexpectedly he stretched out his hand and wiped her mouth with his sleeve.

Ji Qin'er was stunned at first, then furious, An Erya was injured by him, it was fine for him to stop her from going down to find him, and she did such a disgusting behavior, Ji Qin'er was so angry that she stretched out her hand and slapped him .

When she was in the Demon Race, she hated and rejected him when she saw him. Now that she sees him, these two feelings are still there, but there is a heart-piercing heartache.

Nangong Yilu was stunned, this was the first time she slapped him, she hated him, right?Otherwise, how could she be willing to slap him?

He smiled wryly, he almost forgot, she had already lost her memory, and she didn't even know who he was.

She stared at him with wide eyes, gritted her teeth fiercely and asked, "Devil King, you don't stay with the Demon Clan to accompany the Demon Concubine, what are you doing here? Let me go!"

His arms tightly encircled her like pliers, she struggled, but in his eyes, her strength was like a baby, and struggling was useless.

Nangong Yilu's extremely handsome face was tense, he looked at her coldly, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he never said a word.

Ji Qin'er hated the look in his eyes, hated the smell on his body, she tried her best to push him away, "Devil King, let me go! What exactly do you want?"

Damn, do they know each other well?
Why is he holding her like this?Why did he hurt Anya?
Did he think that if the demons saved them, he was superior and they couldn't offend the savior?
Isn't he too self-righteous?
"Nangong Yilu, let her go!" An Erya flew up, a wave of anger circled his tall body, the anger in his body was burning, and he rushed towards Nangong Yilu angrily, with a murderous look .

Nangong Yilu's expression was calm, without turning his head, he waved his plain hand, and a purple light was emitted, which hit An Erya's chest with such force that he staggered back a few steps before he stood still.

"An Erya!" Ji Qin'er worriedly wanted to rush up, but her whole body was tightly held by Nangong Yilu, and she couldn't escape his clutches at all.

"Bastard, let me go!" Ji Qin'er lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite Nangong Yilu's arm. She couldn't struggle, she bit him with her teeth, and she didn't believe that he would not let go.

She bit him hard, and he frowned tightly, enduring the pain. This was just the pain in his arm, how could it compare to his heartache at this moment?
She actually kissed Anya, and she didn't reject Anya. He was angry but didn't hate her. It was all his fault that she did this, and he sent her to Anya with his own hands.

It was because of this that his heart ached, so painful that his arm was bitten by Ji Qin'er, and he didn't feel any pain when it was bleeding...

"Nangong Yilu, what on earth are you going to do?!" An Erya was furious, he threw himself at Nangong Yilu again, Nangong Yilu shamelessly set up a barrier, when An Erya bumped into it, he was bounced with a bang come out.

"Nangong Yilu!" Ji Qin'er was anxious, struggling desperately: "Damn it, you bastard, let me go!"

"You can't be with him, you are the deity..."

Snapped!
Before he could speak, Ji Qin'er raised her hand, raised her hand and dropped it, and slapped him hard!

"Nangong Yilu, who do you think you are? Do you think that you are great because you are the devil king? Can you just do whatever you want and hurt my husband?" Ji Qin'er looked at him with hatred and said ruthlessly, her tone revealing With a hint of sarcasm.

Nangong Yilu stared at her blankly. He never dreamed that she would slap him. He has lived for so long and wandered around for thousands of years. No one has ever slapped him, especially a woman. She actually slapped him today. own slap.

However, he didn't feel the pain, let alone blame her.

However, there was a faint pain in his heart. This kind of pain slowly spread from his toes to his whole body, especially the position of his heart. It was like being pulled by someone.

She slapped him because of An Ya, she blamed him loudly, he hurt her husband An Ya... Knowing that there was such a result, he was still very heartbroken.

"He's not! He's not qualified to be your husband either!" Nangong Yilu yelled, his arms wrapped around her waist, he tightened his arms around her tightly, his arms were like pliers, She was bound so tightly that she couldn't move.

"Let me go!" Ji Qin'er was very angry, but why did she feel such pain in her heart?It hurt so much that she hated the smell emanating from Nangong Yilu's body, this smell was familiar to her and she hated it.

"Don't let her go!" Nangong Yilu said domineeringly, now that he let her go, wouldn't he be a fool?
Ji Qin'er gritted her teeth and looked at him fiercely: "Nangong Yilu, if you don't let me go, you will regret it!" The hand in her sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist, and a golden leaf appeared in her palm in an instant .

The gold leaf was originally given to her by An Erya, and she was asked to buy something she liked when she saw it in the market.

Now she is tightly surrounded by him, and she can't escape, but Anya pounced on him and was thrown out before she got close to him. Even if Erya risked her life, she couldn't break in.

Nangong Yilu had deep blue eyes, he regretted letting her go!

"This deity will not let go, never again!"

"Nangong Yilu, you are courting death!" Ji Qin'er said fiercely, her gaze suddenly darkened.

That's right, he was looking for death. After she left the Demon Race, he looked like another person. This is no different from death. If he doesn't come to her, he may really die. Lovesickness can torture him lethal.

The sharp part of the golden leaf was exposed and was about to pierce his waist, when suddenly he bowed his head and sealed her lips forcefully and domineeringly, Ji Qin'er was startled, her whole body stiffened, the golden leaf she held in her palm was silent The ground loosened from his hands and fell on the tiles.

Ji Qin'er's eyes were wide open, and Nangong Yilu's wen was strong and enthusiastic, as if he wanted to vent out all the pain and anger in his heart.

He was really annoyed and angry. When he saw her and Anya embracing each other, he really hated her so much that he wanted to slap Anya to death.

But who can blame this?

It's not that he doesn't know what An Erya thinks about Ji Qin'er, but he still pushed her to An Erya's side. It's not An Erya's fault, nor Ji Qin'er's fault, it's He made it himself, so he was annoyed again.

Her mouth must still have the smell of Anya. He hates that Anya's smell is cruel to her. He wants to kiss her to wipe off the smell of Anya.

She can only have his smell and breath on her body, he is so strong and domineering!
Ji Qin'er's head suddenly felt a little dizzy, and her heart throbbed again and again, with a bitter sourness emerging, his smell was very strange, not to mention familiar, it still made her feel distressed and her heart beat faster.

This feeling made her chest tight, her throat choked, and her eyes became hot...

Nangong Yilu was angry and tugged at her lips at first, but later, all anger and anger disappeared, and he really longed for her, for everything she had.

Qin Leqin deliberately approached him, but he was unable to arouse such desire, but with Ji Qin'er, as long as he saw her, his mind changed completely.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her, the only thing in his mind was to hope that she would never leave him in the future and stay by his side forever.

Suddenly, his back hurt and his body stiffened. This cold pain spread from his back to his heart, and the golden leaf pierced into his heart from behind.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms in disbelief. He had fed her heart blood before, and the wound hadn't fully healed yet. Now she stabbed in from behind, and she was really injured both front and back, and even hurt her lungs. .

"Qin'er..."

Ji Qin'er looked at him coldly, his face turned pale instantly, when the gold leaf was piercing in, she did not let go, but pulled it out fiercely and held it in her hand, her hand took his warmth hot blood. .

"I said, I will regret it if you don't let go." Her voice was extremely cold, and her beautiful face was so cold that there was no warmth at all, but who knew that at this moment, there was a strong feeling in her heart. Pain welled up.

An Erya, who was outside the barrier, looked at the scene inside in shock. When Nangong Yilu bowed his head to ask Ji Qin'er, he felt a twinge in his heart, and kept shouting that it was over. Nangong Yilu did this to make Ji Qin'er remembered her rhythm.

But when he saw Ji Qin'er stabbing Nangong Yilu ruthlessly from behind with a gold leaf, he was shocked, not because Ji Qin'er hurt him, but because he didn't fight back.

Nangong Yilu's love for Ji Qin'er is really special...

"Qin'er..."

Snapped!
Ji Qin'er suppressed the pain in her heart, pushed Nangong Yilu away suddenly, turned around and waved the gold leaf in her hand lightly, the sharp gold leaf drew Nangong Yilu's blood on a barrier that exuded lavender light. The world was suddenly broken by her.

"Qin'er, are you alright?!" Seeing that the barrier had been broken, Anya rushed forward and put her hands on Ji Qin'er's shoulders, looking at her nervously.

Ji Qin'er shook her head, and said in a flat tone, "It's okay."

Blood flowed out from the wound, drop by drop...a ​​lot of his brocade clothes were stained red, Nangong Yilu ignored the pain of the wound, stood there and stared at her blankly.

Even if she forgets him, she won't be so unfeeling towards him. She can struggle and resist, but she doesn't have any of these. She stabs him directly, and it's still in his heart.

She was so heartless that she wanted to stab his life.

He smiled wryly, feeling that he was really sad like this, she had forgotten him, it was normal for her to want to take her own life when he raped her like this.

Didn't he hate her so much that he took her life?
At that time, she still remembered him, and he always remembered her.

He still hurt her mercilessly, this time she hurt him, is it even?He didn't hate her at all, not at all!

Not hating, but thinking that she was going to take her own life, the grief and bitterness in her heart kept rising.

"You really want the deity to die?" Nangong Yilu looked at Ji Qin'er with deep pain in his blue eyes.

Ji Qin'er has no expression on her face, her eyes are icy cold, her back is straight, the breeze blows, and her skirt dances gently. In the night, she looks extremely cold and noble. With her like this, Nangong Yilu seems to see Qin Leqin from before , his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at her in a daze.

He was even more surprised when he thought that she could break the barrier he set up just now. Only Qin Leqin could untie the barrier he set up, and he taught her to break it.But he never taught Ji Qin'er how to break it, how could she do it?

When she used the golden leaf to draw the light of the enchantment just now, the movement was very familiar.

The heart is even more painful, and there is a surge of fear.

Could it be that she really... Thinking of the back, Nangong Yilu's legs trembled, and he staggered back a few steps, how could this be?He has given up on her and chose Qin Leqin, and now he feels that his choice is wrong, what should he do?

Ji Qin'er just looked at him coldly for a long while, her tightly pursed lips didn't say a word, suddenly she smiled coldly, turned around to support An Erya, her gaze changed from cold to An Erya, more What is concerned.

"An Erya, you are injured, do you feel any discomfort?" His voice changed from the coldness just now, Nangong Yilu looked at her like this, and it hurt even more than if she stabbed him in the heart with a knife.

Anya shook her head and wiped the blood from her mouth, "I'm fine, just some minor injuries."

It was really just a minor injury, to him, such an injury was nothing, the injury was not deep in the first place, and seeing Ji Qin'er stabbing Nangong Yilu with his own hands, he even forgot about this minor injury.

He squinted at Nangong Yilu coldly, seeing that his face was pale and bloodless, almost as white as snow, and his blue eyes were full of grief, his mood improved inexplicably.

Very good, he was finally hurt by Ji Qiner, he finally regretted giving up Ji Qiner?

He had said long ago that he would definitely regret giving up on Ji Qin'er. Seeing his pained and desperate expression and his sad eyes, An Erya really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

He is the Demon Ancestor, the aloof Demon Ancestor, today for Ji Qin'er, he wrote all his emotions on his face, showing them without any concealment, but Ji Qin'er didn't even look at him, Nangong like this Yilu, is it worthy of pity and sympathy?

Is he pitiful?Does he need sympathy from others?
He is such a proud and domineering and indifferent king, he really doesn't need these things... The only thing he needs now is that Ji Qin'er can return to him.

An Erya turned her body sideways, blocking Nangong Yilu's sight, his tall figure covered Ji Qin'er's petite figure, An Erya neither felt sorry for him nor sympathized with him.

From the moment he gave up on Ji Qiner, from the moment he hurt Ji Qiner and caused her to die once, he was not entitled to Ji Qiner's love for him, nor was he entitled to love her again.

All men are strong, ambitious, and proud. Seeing Nangong Yilu like this, An Erya's mood is so good that it cannot be expressed in words.

The injuries he suffered today were all self-inflicted, and the blood shed should be deserved. He can't blame Ji Qin'er for being ruthless and cruel...

No matter how ruthless and cruel Ji Qin'er was, she would never take his life with one palm, and he once took her life with one palm for Qin Leqin.

He is more cruel, cruel and ruthless than Ji Qin'er!

"Why is it just a minor injury? He vomited blood." Ji Qin'er looked up at him worriedly: "Go back to the inn and let Luo Riyao find a doctor for you."

An Erya felt very relieved, with her concern, even if the injury was a little more serious, it would be fine, not to mention that he is really injured now.

Nangong Yilu was very ruthless. If he hadn't possessed a whole body of cultivation, if he was just an ordinary person, he would have been unable to get up long ago.

"Qin'er, don't worry about me, I'm really fine." An Erya held her hand: "Let's go back to the inn, there are people we don't want to see here."

"Has he been following us?" Ji Qin'er said, looking at Nangong Yilu involuntarily, only to see him standing there like a puppet, the wind blowing his clothes, his expression desperate, in the darkness of night In the middle, it looks so sad, depressed...

"Leave him alone." An Erya's eyes darkened slightly, and she said to ignore him. In fact, he was also worried about this issue. Nangong Yilu has been following him, no, he has been following Ji Qin'er. He did this because of He regretted giving up Ji Qin'er, he wanted Ji Qin'er to come back to him.

If he continues to entangle like this, he is worried that Ji Qin'er will recover her memory one day. Although she has given Wangqing soup to her, An Erya is still a little worried.

He turned around, faced Nangong Yilu, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know why the devil came to disturb our husband and wife, did he quarrel with the devil concubine?"

The implication is that your magic concubine is nothing more than that, compared with Ji Qin'er, it is a world of difference.

"Qin'er, I want to take you back to the Demon Race." Nangong Yilu ignored An Erya, but looked at Ji Qin'er standing behind An Erya through An Erya.

Hearing him call herself Qin'er, Ji Qin'er felt sore in her heart. She smiled coldly and looked at Nangong Yilu mockingly: "We are not familiar with each other, right? Mr. Nangong, you should call me Miss Ji, not everyone would You are qualified to call me Qin'er."

Qin'er Qin'er called so affectionately, is she familiar with him?
Are you kidding me?
Let her go back to the Demon Race with him?
Are there people living there?She is not a monster, what is she doing in the demon clan?
Ji Qin'er snorted coldly, turned her face away, seeing him made her even more disgusted.

(End of this chapter)