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Chapter 365 Crazy East Season 2
Chapter 370 Crazy East Season 2
"Hmm" A muffled hum came from An Ran's throat, and the indifference on his face was finally stained with a trace of pain.

Dongfang Ji tightly pinched Anran's right wrist, the sound of bones breaking came from the place where the two touched.

There was no expected wailing, no imaginary begging for mercy.

There is only a pale color stained on that cheek.

The smile drawn by Dongfang Ji's lips became wider and wider, making it even more weird, the red in his eyes almost filled the entire eyeball.

Once the gentle and elegant skin faded, he became the cruel and bloody Raksha Pavilion master.

A gentle voice speaks cruel words
"That's great. I like people with backbone the most, so that my interest in you can last longer."

When An Ran heard this, a livid look appeared on her pale face.

If An Ran is really the kind of person who would rather die than submit, then she is really wronged.

It's just a matter of personality. Every time she suffers a serious injury, others will scream and wail, but her first reaction is no response.

It often takes a long time for An Ran to react.

She never thought that there was such a beautiful quality in her bones that she would rather die than surrender.

The bone-piercing pain on her wrist hit her repeatedly, making her almost speechless in pain.

It has been about a year since she came to Xiuyuan Continent, and she has experienced many things, so that the former world seemed to her a previous life.

Suffering, worrying about life is natural.

It's just that she, Yang Anran, has been so well protected by that person.

So much so that those fears of life are never climbing on the edge of life and death.

Now, finally, it's up to me.

There was a smile on the corner of An Ran's lips.

Pain is never a bad thing for a person who is always protected.

She wants to be strong.

Yang Anran also wanted to protect that person.

Jimo Qingcang has experienced the trials and tribulations of purgatory on earth, so much so that he exudes a chill of three feet from the bottom of his bones.

Yang Anran loves this man so much that she can't help but want to treat him better, treat him better.

She wished she could make up for all the love he lost during her absence all these years.

But myself, in the face of the enemy, is always helpless.

Just like the love rival Rong Qingmeng, just like the current Dongfang Ji.

All the energy in the body can't be used, as if it has been emptied since stepping here.

Maybe it was because of the pain, maybe it was because of the weakness, An Ran's original clear voice was mixed with a bit of hoarseness

"Brother Dongfang, you have devoted yourself to planning so much, and you have stayed by Xiang Tianjingbo's side for so long, now I'm afraid it will be ruined."

Without waiting for Dongfang Ji to say anything, Yang Anran continued
"You hurt me, so you should be ready to be slaughtered."

An Ran's words were heavy.

Massacre, that is not a matter of one or two people.

What was revealed in the words was that the Raksha Pavilion was about to be wiped out.

Dongfang Ji's eyes were even more scarlet, and he tightly squeezed An Ran's right wrist
"Are you threatening me?"

Immediately afterwards, An Ran coughed violently, and the already pale expression on her face became even paler, but the smile on her lips hadn't faded since just now.

"If you think it is, then it is."

In this already dimmed room, words and bodies were all experiencing fierce battles.

Filled with gunpowder smoke.

It was getting dark outside.

It has been a day since Yang Anran left the house.

Half an hour ago, the impatient Jimo Qingcang had already appeared in the inn where Xia Bing and Fa lived.

Originally, he wanted to find that stupid woman who didn't talk much, but when he came here, he realized that the woman had disappeared for a day.

Jimo Qingcang was dressed in a light purple robe, his black hair was loosely gathered behind his back, and his handsome face was icy cold.

The whole person exudes a violent breath.

There was a storm rolling in the black eyes, and the voice was extremely indifferent and cold
"Where is she?"

Xia Bing stood tremblingly opposite Jimo Qingcang, hands and feet together, head down, arrogant like Xia Bing, unable to bear the powerful killing breath
"I, I don't know, An Ran didn't show up here all day today."

Xia Bing was about to cry, her voice trembling.

Fa's figure did not appear here, these days, he is very busy.

It is not uncommon to not return all night.

Silence, with an oppressive silence, swept the room.

Even Hua Snake, who was standing behind Jimo Qingcang and came together, was beyond shocked.

His master was angry.

Just like when he returned from purgatory and slaughtered all the royal family, the chill that emanated made people dare not get close at all.

The indifferent voice said only one word
"check"

He asked Xia Bing and Hua Snake, the two present, to act immediately.

Jimo Qingcang's black eyes rolled.

This damn stupid woman shouldn't have agreed to let her go out alone.

From now on, she should be tied to him, wherever he goes, she should be there.

In a dark room like a palace.

Due to the severe pain from her wrist, An Ran fell into a coma.

When An Ran regained consciousness, she was tied to a cross, and her hands and feet were tightly bound.

The person in front of him was just like the one before the coma.

Oriental season.

My wrist still hurts, but fortunately it's been a long time and I'm used to it.

The originally bright red lips had peeled and turned white.

An Ran pulled one corner of her lips with disdain
"Are you going to interrogate me? Don't worry, I will know everything."

Dongfang Ji's scarlet eyes and the weird smile on his lips gave him a vicious look.

"Anran empty out your heart and let me live in, okay?"

Hearing this, An Ran felt that it was a waste to even raise her eyes to look at him.

"Then dig out your heart, if you can still live well, I will try."

Hearing these words, Dongfang Ji stepped forward and hugged An Ran tightly, lips rubbing against An Ran's lips.

"An Ran thinks that I am too cruel and killed countless people. In the Raksha Pavilion, everyone can get him and kill him, so a person like me can't get you to have sex?"

An Ran didn't resist, nor said anything.

Then I heard Dongfang Ji's scalp-numbing smiles

"In An Ran's heart, isn't your sweetheart a good person? He stepped on the heads of the royal relatives and relatives to step on the throne. His methods are cruel, and his heart is even more cruel than mine."

An Ran raised her eyes and looked at him, that disdainful smile added a sense of truth

"Even if he is judged as a devil by the world, then I will be his wife."

She loves him regardless of status or status, just loves him.

So accept him all, good, bad, unconditional.

This is Yang Anran's way of loving someone.

If the world was going to be against him, then she would stand side by side with him and resist the whole world.

　The sky will send a great task to the people, and they must first work hard and sharpen their muscles... ·
　　Remember these two sentences if you are not good at Chinese...
　　Don't say anything, if An Ran wants to become cruel, suffering must be endured.

　　La la la, don't hit me, don't hit me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)