Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The smoke in the house has long dissipated, and the rest is the cold in winter. This inn is not the first-class inn. It has not even prepared a heating stove, but a simple quilt can keep warm.

Now, ningxiluo has sat on the bed and stared at her with shallow eyes.

Yunxi wrapped his clothes tightly, but still felt a little cold. He just asked, "you must know something about muyiluo. Although muyiluo died and came back to life, he must have been rescued by painting Lanfeng. However, what I don't understand is that a person who doesn't know martial arts has suddenly become an expert. Even Zhang Liang is not an opponent. He feels suspicious."

"When feng'er works for Dongshu, he naturally gets benefits, and these benefits are just Gu insects."

"You mean that Mu Yiluo was bewitched?"

"It's just a trick of Eastern Shu to melt insects and insects." Ning Xiluo nodded and smiled. His dark Phoenix eyes stared at Yunxi, but he directly pulled her into his arms and put her on the bed. "It's opportunistic to absorb the internal power of a hundred people and use it for one person."

Although he was pressed here by Ning Xiluo, Yunxi didn't struggle. He just looked into his eyes and asked seriously, "those who were sucked by internal power will certainly become useless. If this is the case for a long time, many experts will easily encounter accidents..."

Ning Xiluo stretched out his hand, gently stroked the ink on Yunxi's face and stared at her: "once you want to get something, you have to pay the corresponding price. Don't you understand? Otherwise, the world will be completely chaotic."

"You mean that Mu Yiluo will die because of Gu?" she asked softly.

Yunxi looked at ningxiluo, but held the quilt tightly. At this time, she heard ningxiluo's heartbeat close at hand and the wind outside the window.

The palm wind moved and the candle went out suddenly.

At this time, darkness enveloped the whole house, along with her eyes and body and mind.

At this time, his hand just touched Yunxi's cheek and said hoarsely, "half life is the price."

In the dark, the Phoenix eyes were especially soft, but Yunxi didn't see them.

The price is just the beginning of getting something. For mu Yiluo, he works for the painting of Lanfeng and thus for the eastern Shu just to get rights? If you get the right, how can you enjoy the prosperity of half your life? But if all he wants is the princess, everything can be explained.

Somehow, Yunxi wanted to ask him, "have you ever loved Huaxi so much? Are you willing to give everything for her?"

The man in the body did not echo.

In the next moment, the acupoints on her body were gently stopped by Ning Xiluo. She couldn't move and couldn't see anything. Yunxi lay in the dark and just waited quietly for this moment of peace.

A faint kiss fell on her forehead.

The slender and cold fingers gently placed on Yunxi's belt, but somehow, they suddenly loosened their hands and gently hugged Yunxi in their arms, covering the quilt tightly.

Ning xiluoyi was on her pillow, her arms supporting her face, and the edge in Feng's eyes was full and receding: "I never regretted killing Xi'er, loving Xi'er, or even taking you as her substitute."

His voice was indifferent, ethereal and illusory.

Lying on ningxiluo's side, Yunxi couldn't say a word, but listened to his voice and heartbeat quietly.

Through the broken window, the moonlight reflected on Ning Xiluo's handsome face. Suddenly, Yunxi saw the bitter smile on his lips: "you shouldn't have jumped off the moat like her."

I don't know when that acupoint was broken by Yunxi.

And she leaned in Ning Xiluo's arms and asked, "today, you jumped down the moat to save me, but because I did the same thing as her. Even if you painted blue Phoenix, even any woman, you would save me?"

It seemed that he was surprised at the sudden sound. Ning Xiluo sneered and looked down at Yunxi's eyes: "sleep, I won't touch you."

After that, ningxiluo lay down with his back to Yunxi without a word.

However, Yunxi lifted the quilt directly. She sat on the bed and looked at him with her side eyes: "your Phoenix son said that you forced her into the palace because you had a problem with Huaxi, right?"

He turned slightly, and the cold Phoenix eyes killed the cold.

However, Yunxi was not afraid and looked straight at Ning Xiluo: "if you love, why kill? Is it so important to seize military power? If you want it, the painter is not unwilling to give it!"

All the questions are full of silence.

"Go and kneel." the cold voice came from the darkness.

Yunxi shook the corner of her clothes and turned around to get out of bed. But suddenly, her arm was suddenly clenched, pulled back to the bed and fell into his arms.

"At that time, Xi'er was so obedient."

The voice like balderdash came from the top of his head, his chin against Yunxi, and then gradually disappeared. Leaning in his arms, the quilt covered them tightly, but ningxiluo didn't have any superfluous movements, just holding her as before.

Ningxiluo said that her temperament was so similar to that of Huaxi, so she took her as a substitute. But if he knew she was Huaxi, could he get along with her like this? She thought, No.

Even if Ning Xiluo loves Huaxi more, he can't hide the fact that he killed Huaxi and the fact that the painter's 88 lives.

Now, what Ning Xiluo has done is just compensation for Huaxi. What is love? In ninzlo's eyes, she is now just a substitute. In her eyes, everything now is just compensation.

No matter how many questions are asked, they are just tired, redundant and useless.

Listening to the wind outside the window and the slow heartbeat of the people around her, she closed her eyes and slept. Just in a trance, she seemed to have a far-reaching dream. In the dream, she didn't remember those hatred

In the dream, he gazed at her with every deep eye.

The dream is still red. The night of marriage was dotted with stars, and barbarians were in war everywhere. Ning Xiluo accompanied her and the painter army to the battlefield regardless of everyone's obstruction. She will always remember that time, Ning Xiluo was dressed in military uniform, rode a horse and galloped in the battlefield, fighting hand in hand with her.

That cold Phoenix eyes, even in the war, are also handsome and extraordinary.

Ningxiluo never killed himself, but at that time, he was invincible and decisive. No barbarian enemy could live in his hands for a moment.

The battlefield is full of flying sand.

She lightly brushed the back of the war horse into the air and resisted thousands of flying arrows for the painter army. On the contrary, she forgot to go with a long arrow. It was also at this moment that ningxiluo annihilated all the arrows with his own strength, but the arrow was firmly held in his hand and fiercely stabbed at the enemy who shot the arrow.

Without a bow, the arrow directly penetrated the belly of the enemy leader!

The war ended at this moment, and the barbarian army was completely disordered, but the color of angry killing in his eyes was not covered up. Ten thousand barbarian troops retreated one after another, but he plundered his horses, walked in the sand and headed for the enemy.

fine day.

His uniform was abandoned in the flying sand. When he left, his brocade white clothes were not covered with blood; When I returned, the brocade white clothes had been stained with thousands of enemy's blood. The anger of killing disappeared with time.

All painters saw that the emperor's ink hair was flying in the wind, and his clothes were flying.

At this time, ningxiluo raised his right hand and already held a military card! That's the military power of the barbarian enemy, and that's also the token of cooperating with the barbarian army! However, his right hand gently forced, and the military order card turned into smoke in an instant and went with the wind!

"Xi'er, it's time to go home," he whispered.