The First Killing God: The Stunning Crazy Concubine Against the World

Chapter 4
Luo Yingyue's eyes widened, and his face was reflected in them. He was obviously a beautiful person like a fairy, but why did she feel like a hell Shura?
With his hands, he tore off the clothes on her body, and his fragrant lips wandered restlessly between her neck.

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There was an inexplicable fear in her heart, and before Bei Tangfeng had time to possess her, she bent her knees and hit his lower body fiercely.

As expected, Beitangfeng groaned in pain and rolled off her body.Luo Yingyue took advantage of the situation and sat up, wrapping her whole body in the quilt.Gasping for breath, he stared at him with a bit of horror in his eyes. After a while, he straightened up again, but his face was pale and frightening.

Beitangfeng stared at her coldly, his gaze was so menacing that Luo Yingyue involuntarily moved half a minute to the corner of the bed.

Sure enough, he got angry, pulled her out of the bed, pinched her chin fiercely, and forced her to look at him again.

Luo Yingyue stared back stubbornly, not because she was not afraid, but her poor self-esteem could not allow her to show this fear.

He raised his right hand high, as if it would land on her face at any moment.The atmosphere was silent for a long time, but his raised right hand did not fall after all.

"Luo Yingyue..." He stared at her coldly, and almost said these words through gritted teeth, and then the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up slightly, and his eyes tightly locked her face in his eyes, bringing her The unintelligible enigmatic colors walked away in disheveled clothes, leaving behind a room full of flickering candles.

Luo Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief, what exactly was his intention?
"Miss, miss!" While she was still in a trance, He Lu had already rushed in crying, seeing Luo Yingyue curled up in the corner of the bed with no clothes on, tears flowed out all at once. The distress was real, and there was no falsehood, "Miss, why are you so bruised? This King Tang is really nothing, how could he be so cruel..."

"I'm fine." Luo Yingyue spit out three words lightly, looking at the deep darkness outside the door, she seemed to see his back blending into the night.

Beitangfeng, what kind of person are you?

……

The next day, the spring rain was misty, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil and grass, which made people feel very comfortable.

Luo Yingyue got up very early, sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at her terrifying face, sallow and thin, with a haggard appearance, a deep scar extending from the cheekbone to the chin, like a huge purple-red centipede. On her face, even if she looked at it herself, she couldn't help feeling a little cautious and panicked.

He Lu brought a basin of warm face wash water, looked at her who was lost in thought in front of the bronze mirror, and began to mutter again, "Miss, why did you make yourself so ugly, you are obviously a fairy-like beauty My son, I want to humiliate myself like this. Which woman in the world doesn't think of ways to make herself beautiful? Only you, racking your brains to make yourself ugly. You look like those concubines of King Tang outside the door Seeing it, how can you not despise it?"

　
(End of this chapter)