Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

When saying this, Yan Ming stretched out his hand and stroked Yunxi's skirt. He touched the blood above and rubbed it repeatedly. When his slender fingers were cold and attached to Yunxi's skin, he stopped his hand.

Yunxi was indifferent and turned to smile: "has the person who said this ever seen general Huaxi?"

Yan Ming nodded, "I've seen that man. He never tells lies. But... If you can guess who that man is, I'll tell you a secret."

Yan Ming looked at Yunxi on his side. Yunxi was stunned by such a focused appearance: "if you can see the people of Huaxi, unless the enemy on the battlefield, unless the people in Kyoto, can you be right?"

His eyes reflected the blood stains on Yunxi, with a light red in the dark: "the man is dead."

"Huaxi killed your friend?"

"He is not my friend." Yan Ming said with a smile, and there was no nostalgia in his fluctuating eyes.

Yunxi was stunned and lay on the straw mat, allowing Yan Ming to hold her tightly. In the cold cell, they kept warm with each other.

Finally, Yunxi's eyes became more and more heavy and murmured, "there are many people killed and injured in the war in the four countries. Don't think about it."

Yan Ming smiles and looks at Yunxi sleeping away. Instead, he takes off his outer shirt and gently covers her.

Outside the cell, the wind surged.

A dark shadow came in the night, and he half knelt here: "Lord, the man who tied the two girls has been killed. Can you save her now?"

Yan Ming got up, and his eyes gently brushed the white cheeks of Yunxi. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the people outside the iron fence: "Beiyuan is really much more fun than Xizhou, rosang."

Luo Sang sank his heart and said again, "the Lord means to stay in this slave fighting field?"

Yan Ming said nothing, then looked at the darkness behind Lausanne: "I've been waiting so long. What I'm waiting for is today. Why should I go? Since the Beiyuan is chaotic, it will continue to be chaotic."

Yan Ming waved and the insects came out——

The patrolling boy fell to the ground and was silent for an instant.

"I understand."

Luo Sang got up and looked at Yan Ming's face. There was no sign of anyone's skin mask on his evil face. He actually abandoned the use of the body protector for Yunxi?

Yan Ming looked at Yunxi, bent down and picked up the mask from the ground: "go back, I have my own plan. By the way... Hang the man's body in the Lieyang mansion. Do something else by the way, okay?"

Rosang arched his head again: "I understand."

The darkness was endless, and Lausanne's figure instantly disappeared into the prison of the slave field. Yan Ming turned around and walked slowly towards Yunxi. His palm pressed Yunxi's back, and his internal force slowly moistened Yunxi's whole body.

Yunxi still fell asleep without any sound.

Yan Ming's finger touched Yunxi's wrist, and a sleeping insect came out of Yunxi's sleeve and turned into soot in an instant.

Breathe gently and slowly.

Yan Ming's hand stroked Yunxi's body and patted it gently. The corner of his lips smiled: "if they want to play, we'll play with them. If one day you're tired, we'll leave, okay?"

"It's his fault that the spies in the general's house arranged by the Lieyang house caught you. It's also wrong that long Ziqing is stupid and can't protect you. So Luo Sang will do it for you tonight?"

Yunxi was still asleep, but he couldn't hear any sound from Yan Ming, who just gently held her hand and lay down slowly on the side next to the straw mat.

"But... The person in the Lieyang mansion is going to live, but everyone in the mansion is going to die. I'll make amends for you, okay?"

In the dark, the young man's eyes are clear and bright, and the sleeping face of Yunxi is in his eyebrows and eyes.

……

This night, however, was not so peaceful.

At that time, luoxiang street and Lieyang mansion.

The cold snow is getting heavier and heavier in the night. The cold smell hides all the bloody smell, but it can't hide the blood in front of the burning sun mansion.

The man's neck was cut off by only one point, and the head fell off. His feet were hung on the plaque of Lieyang mansion, and his blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the broken neck

In front of the door of the burning sun mansion, Luo Sang stood quietly in front of the body and knocked on the door gently, bang bang——

"Who doesn't want to live?"

The servant reluctantly opened the door, but saw the hanging body. Then he stared at the tall man standing on the side of the body. Before he opened his mouth, the sword around the man's waist passed, and the servant fell directly in front of the door of Lieyang mansion.

The snow fell on the night, and Lausanne set foot in the fiery sun house step by step.

The peace in the mansion was disturbed at this moment, and the long sword was frivolously killed all the servants who came one after another in Lausanne's hands. Within a flash of time, dozens of people died here.

The scream and running sound of the servant girl penetrated the burning sun mansion.

In the world of incense, 101 people were killed in the Lieyang mansion, and the murderer looked at the main courtyard with cold eyes. At the moment when the officers and soldiers came, Luo Sang directly jumped over the mansion wall and disappeared in the dark

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The next night.

The cell was cold, but I didn't know why I slept so long and my body was still so warm. I didn't feel cold. Yunxi got up and put the mask back on his face. He looked at the scene outside the cell. It was dark and noisy.

The man behind him had not spoken for a long time, and Yunxi turned and went towards him.

Sitting on Yan Ming's side, Yunxi stretched out his hand, touched his forehead and whispered, "it was cold last night? Why can't you put your clothes on me?"

The man in front of him sat lazily, but his beautiful face was a little pale. He leaned against Yunxi and whispered like a spring: "today I will escort you to the second section of the field. I'm weak and dead... Cough..."

Seeing Yan Ming coughing, Yunxi's eyes warmed: "I won't let you die. Can you trust me?"

Yan Ming lowered his eyebrow and said to Yunxi's ear, "I believe in you. Now I only believe in you in this world, so --" Yan Ming didn't say anything. He buried his face on Yunxi's shoulder and rubbed it gently.

At the same time, the corners of his lips instead evoke an arc.

Outside the cell, there was the sound of the boy pacing.

Yunxi got up, put the mask on Yan Ming's face, squatted beside him and said in a deep voice: "girl, you will follow me in a moment. If there is danger, don't run around."

More than once, Yunxi called him a girl.

Yan Ming nodded and looked at the boy outside the cell and opened the prison door: "you two come out!"

Yan Ming follows behind Yunxi and listens to the sound of chains. The two boys follow them one after another. Yunxi stops, looks back at Yan Ming and directly holds his arm.

The noise was above the slave arena. When the wooden door opened, the red lanterns came into view.

Yunxi stood in the slave fighting field, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Today is not a fight between animals, but a fight between people

The walls around the slave arena are the same as yesterday. There are 50 gates. Behind each gate, there are five death row prisoners, all burly men, holding a weapon in each hand. Only the two of them have nothing!