The tyrant I raised has turned black again

Chapter 1 The whip was ruthlessly thrown on the man

He is like a snow lotus emerging from a cliff on a cliff.

His complexion is snow-white, and his face is as carved.

A face that is like a painting, graceful and shocking, with a perfect and flawless face, even in a pool of blood, it is still shockingly beautiful.

The cold long sword pierced his body mercilessly.

From the beginning to the end, he pursed his lips, his face was cold and beautiful, without a trace of expression.

"You humble thing, who the third princess wants to favor has nothing to do with you, how dare you hurt the third princess' male favourite!"

"Pfft-"

The long sword was pulled out from the flesh, and the sharp edge of the sword was lined with a row of eye-catching scarlet.

The man knelt on the ground, his handsome facial features were pale and bloodless, and his snow-white brocade robe was covered with blood that was glaring.

Lively dyed a white dress into bright red.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were like ice sculptures that had been silent for many years.

Let the icy long sword sink into his body and then draw it out, and then let the ruthless bloody whip studded with nails swing on his body heartily, whip after whip, and even the flesh and blood that was ripped apart was uprooted by the long whip.

He was still kneeling straight.

The whip was mercilessly thrown at the man's body, and the rows of bloody holes running through the man's body had already stained his white brocade robe red.

pain--

The pain spread all over his body, the pain of being trampled into mud by everyone, engulfed by fire, and eaten by countless wild dogs and cats, made Nan Wan suddenly open his eyes.

The goal was the scene of the man kneeling in front of her, the ruthless blood whip waving on him, and he gritted his teeth and endured stubbornly.

Nan Wan will never forget the scene in front of her. It was three years ago when Elder Sister Dahuang gave her a new male favorite. She saw that the man was beautiful and charming, so she accepted him.

However, after taking him in for only two days, when Luo Wuchen found out, he beat that beautiful male pet to death in front of her. She was so angry and bloody that she ordered someone to whip him severely.

In front of his eyes, his skin was torn apart from the beating, and his flesh was bloody.

She remembered that she was obviously dead.

Pei Yanchu, that drunken, beautiful man who is hazy and unreal.

Just by virtue of her gentle and affectionate appearance, she won her heart.

Nanwan built a palace for him, listened to his instigation, spoiled Yuanzhong, and slowly smashed his good chess into a mess.

The important officials were disappointed, the mother emperor passed away, and her elder sister successfully ascended the throne as the emperor.But she, who was notorious, was reduced to a miserable end of being trampled, humiliated, and slaughtered by thousands of people.

She was born again.

Back to the day three years ago when her relationship with the empress began to deteriorate.

And Luo Wuchen, he is still alive
He is not dead yet.

Nan Ning successfully enthroned, she was imprisoned in the sky prison, he broke into the heavily guarded sky prison with his own strength, the ruthless sword wounded him all over his body, he dragged his blood all over the place, and broke in from the outside.

After she lost power, all the people she bullied and tortured came to step on her. He was the only one who lost half of his life every time he was tortured by her, but he was still infatuated with her.

"After all, you failed me again."

His voice was hoarse, and his dark pupils were like a pool of stagnant water.

A group of guards who followed came in, brandishing their long swords and stabbing at her.

She was tied up all over, unable to move, she could only watch those cold and sharp long swords piercing into her body full of revenge.

The man stood in front of her, silently resisting everything for her.

The long sword came out of its sheath, penetrated the man's body, and sank into her body.

Nan Wan looked up in the man's arms.

The man's cold eyebrows and the pain in his eyes are like a cage in the abyss from which he can never get out.

The sound of the whips continued, each whip was more ferocious than the last, as if the ruthless whip hit her body, and in an instant, her whole body was in pain.

She raised her head abruptly, and what caught her eyes was a cold, arrogant and lonely man in red.

"stop!"

Zhang An was fighting vigorously, when he suddenly heard the order behind him, he quickly put away the whip that was full of blood.

"Three princesses."

Nan Wan got off the high seat.

He looked at the cold man kneeling on the ground in a sea of ​​blood.

She clenched her fists, pursed her lips, and squatted down in front of the man.

No matter how badly his face was hurt, it was still handsome, clean and desolate, beautiful and refined.

Beneath his indescribable appearance, everything in the world is eclipsed.

When he saw the wounds all over his body, blood flowed out continuously from his wounds.

Just looking at it hurts.

Nan Wan stretched out her hand and caressed half of the man's Ruyu's handsome face: "Does it hurt?"

she asked softly.

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