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"You're kidding, it's illegal to kill someone..."
Mo Xiaoyan's face turned pale.
"Are you kidding?" Yan Boye looked confused, as if she had said something incomprehensible, "Why should I be joking with you?"
If they didn't share the same body, he wouldn't bother to care about Mo Xiaoyan's life.
Seeing his serious appearance, Mo Xiaoyan felt an inexplicable fear welling up in her heart.
He seemed like he wasn't joking.
— This person will really kill himself!
"Are you afraid?"
Yan Boye stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of the woman's hair, and carefully measured it in his palm.
When he was with Lin Lang, the other party seemed to be an experienced old driver. He was so teased that he was powerless to fight, and only cared about the little deer bumping into her. It was rare for him to have the opportunity to observe her appearance so carefully.
Her hair is thin and soft.
"You, what are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyan grabbed the corner of her clothes nervously.
The man was lowering his head, kissing her long hair with his lips, with a gentle and pious gesture.
Mo Xiaoyan heard the sound of her little heart beating wildly, and seemed to have forgotten the evil he threatened her just now.
She remembered the first time she saw him.
He was sitting by the window on the second floor of the teahouse. She just raised her head inadvertently in the crowd, but it was the first time she saw him. He was dressed in a spotless white shirt, and her eyes were frosty. He just glanced at her so lightly, perhaps unintentionally, but it left a deep mark on her heart.
She almost made love at first glance.
There was a voice in her heart repeatedly urging herself, she must make this peerless beauty like her.
For him, she did not hesitate to break the agreement with Xie Liancheng of "a couple for a lifetime".
She has paid so much, doesn't he know her heart
But now he fell in love with that "counterfeit" of unknown origin!
Mo Xiaoyan felt very wronged in her heart, her nose was sour, and she felt an urge to cry.
"A Ye, did you lie to me just now? Do you really, don't like me?"
Mo Xiaoyan's voice was slightly crying.
She hoped to get an answer from him.
After all, Yan Boye was the last straw she could grasp.
"I, I know that I was an asshole before and liked so many people, but I swear, only you are the first man I want to spend my whole life with!"
Yan Boye closed his eyes and did not speak.
Mo Xiaoyan thought to herself, he really still has nostalgia for her. Under this kind of "encouragement", she couldn't help but feel a little more emotional, "Ah Ye, shall we leave here? Find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in seclusion, and I, I will give birth to many, many children for you..."
At the end, she bit her lower lip shyly, her ears turned red.
Yan Boye slowly opened his eyes, his slender and thick eyelashes were like butterfly clothes.
"Did the prince break his brain?"
He said slowly, "You are a woman, how can you have children?"
Mo Xiaoyan was dumbfounded.
She forgot that she came to a country where men give birth to women.
"However, I will bear her a child."
A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "So, the prince doesn't have to worry about the issue of heirs. I will raise our offspring well."
Of course, you have no value staying here anymore.
Yan Boye's eyes darkened.
However, to his disappointment, no matter how much he coerced and lured, even Mo Xiaoyan lost a lot of weight due to his torture, but the person who wanted to appear never appeared again.
Only now did Yan Boye realize the seriousness of the matter.
What if she never showed up
With this thought in mind, Yan Boye gradually felt uneasy.
He couldn't let it go like this, after hesitating for a long time, he decided to go to Xie Liancheng.
As rivals in love, the atmosphere between the two of them was quite strange.
One of the big reasons is that they knew each other about Lin Lang's existence, but they unanimously chose to "derail".
Before Lin Lang appeared, the men got along "harmoniously", and Mo Xiaoyan advocated "fairness", taking turns to rest in each person's room.
However, as the master husband, Xie Liancheng got more quotas, and the others also expressed their understanding.
A strange balance has been maintained between the four men, and they have been in peace all along.
But Linlang broke the "rule" between them with evil intentions.
There is no room for a third party in the world of love.
And jealousy is the best weapon to hurt people.
Since she doted on Xie Liancheng alone, the men's war started, but she always turned a blind eye.
Watching the fire from the other side is Lin Lang's forte.
She kept a poisonous snake in their hearts, and she didn't pose much threat when she was sleeping normally. Once she was stimulated, hehe, it would be fun.
Lin Lang expressed that she was looking forward to that day.
The two men were unaware of her dark plans, and they were still worried about her "survival".
Because he cared about the safety of his beloved, Yan Boye made his words very clear.
Xie Liancheng didn't care at first, after all, Linlang had been around for so long last time, he felt that Mo Xiaoyan would have such a "long" time in return.
But after listening to Yan Boye's words, he had to think carefully.
What if she really doesn't show up again in the future
Xie Liancheng said to wait.
Two months later, it was still Mo Xiaoyan.
He felt that he couldn't sit still like this any longer.
Xie Liancheng and Yan Boye went to Qingyun Temple and had a secret conversation that no one knew about.
On the second night, a carriage stopped at the back door of the palace.
Xie Liancheng personally received a group of Taoist priests holding whisks, especially the young Taoist headed by him. His appearance was exquisite and flashy, with a kind of indistinguishable beauty, and the plain green clothes outlined his slender waist.
"The benefactor is very polite."
There was no expression on the face of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, like a perfect dummy carved from ice and jade.
"Everything will be troublesome to the Daoist."
Xie Liancheng nodded, and led the people to a secluded place. The newly built altar was very clean.
He cast a glance at Yan Boye.
The latter understood, turned around and carried the people out of the room.
Mo Xiaoyan had obviously gone through some "cleansing", her hair was not completely dry, her cheeks were smudged with the blush after bathing, she looked very tender and delicious. However, her face was full of indescribable horror, especially when she saw the crowd dressed in Taoist priests, "No, I don't want... Please... let me go..."
Her voice was too thin to be heard.
In order to prevent her from escaping, Yan Boye poured her a bowl of bitter soup last night, her limbs are still limp and her head is dizzy.
Mo Xiaoyan tried to struggle, but her kitten-like strength was no doubt like tickling, Yan Boye glanced down at her and didn't take it seriously.
"Master, you can start now."
Yan Boye put the person on the altar smoothly.
What touched her back was the cold and beautiful jade platform, and Mo Xiaoyan felt her hair stand on end.
The white jade altar, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, and the dharma sword, order flag, wishful wishes, charms, cinnabar, bells and other things placed on the table.
Is this going to be... for real
Mo Xiaoyan suddenly thought of a terrible idea.
The dark clouds parted, revealing the bright full moon, which made her face pale.
Cold sweat soaked the ends of her hair.
The young and handsome Taoist priest in Tsing Yi bit his fingertips and quickly wrote runes on her face. The other party's fingertips were as cold as frost and snow, but the blood was extremely hot. Where he touched, there was a burning sensation.
"No! I don't want to die, I don't want to, I don't want to!"
The eyeballs in Mo Xiaoyan's eye sockets trembled violently. She twisted her body crazily and struggled desperately. The thin fabric on her back was wrinkled together with sweat.
Pain spread from the cheek.
Like a needle prick.
"Liancheng! Save, save me! I will listen to you! I will listen to you!"
Panting heavily, she stretched out her hand.
Xie Liancheng smiled slightly, combing the crow's hair with delicate fingers like jade porcelain, this elegant and unparalleled posture was never tired of by Mo Xiaoyan in the past.
"My lord, have a good journey."
The silver-gray brocade fur covered his slender shoulders, so weak and pitiful.
But it is such a man who looks extremely weak, but is so vicious! In order to make way for his beloved "her", he did not hesitate to invite the Taoist priest to put her to death! Mo Xiaoyan's heart felt sad, this is the man she once liked
By the way, there is one more person!
The shocked Mo Xiaoyan quickly turned her eyes to Yan Boye, "Aye, you won't just watch them do it, will you? I beg you, save me quickly, I promise that in the future-"
"Daozhang, have you started yet?" Yan Boye roughly interrupted Mo Xiaoyan's call for help.
"Farewell finished?" Daoist asked, and the two men took a step back in a tacit understanding, which was the meaning of "permission".
The priest didn't say anything more.
Two ruthless men, and a poor wretch who is about to be wiped out.
I really want to see what kind of monsters are awakened, and they are so fascinated that they want to commit heinous crimes at all costs.
Mo Xiaoyan panicked, "No, you can't! Ah, it hurts!"
At first, she rolled on the ground in pain, her face was covered with snot and tears, and she kept begging for mercy, like a dying dog, without any dignity at all.
Gradually, her voice became quieter.
"You heartless beasts! There will be retribution..."
Her face was pressed against the jade platform, her mouth was opened, and saliva mixed with blood flowed out. The woman's eyes were full of ferocious red blood, and her hair was messy covering her face, like a dilapidated doll that had been ravaged/discarded after being ravaged, shaped like dead wood.
"You guys... don't want to die..."
Filled with resentment, Mo Xiaoyan cursed viciously, and in the end could only close her eyes unwillingly.
The moon is covered by ink clouds.
The figure lying on the altar slowly straightened up.
She reached out and brushed the hair from her eyes.
Black hair, red lips, and snowy skin, obviously in a embarrassed and humiliating posture, but there is a suffocating beauty for no reason.
"My lord, you are awake."
A touching smile appeared in Xie Liancheng's eyes, and he untied the brocade fur and wanted to put it on her body.
The other party squeezed his wrist hard.
"Little devil, don't touch me casually."
Her phoenix eyes were icy cold, as if looking at something disgusting.