When Yue Lancang heard that the person who had not said a word for a long time finally opened his mouth, he was naturally full of joy. He tilted his head slightly, and responded with a graceful smile, "Huh?"
After Lynch called his name, he closed his lips and panted slightly, as if he had expended a lot of strength.
So Yue Lancang leaned down slightly, almost touching his face with the tip of his nose - he likes to look into his eyes.
He exhaled warmly and said, "I've always heard that the seventh son is cold-hearted and desolate, but I never thought that he was so indifferent... Seeing with my own eyes how miserable people in the right way are, but he still doesn't change his expression. But, like this..." He He raised his eyebrows slantingly, his eyes were filled with indescribable brilliance, "I like it very much."
For a moment, the few people hanging in the air with only their torso left shook vigorously and made a "creaking" sound; their faces were ferocious, and those with eyes glared at Lynch—there was hatred, jealousy, and Unwilling...
People are always like this, they are also reduced to the point of being imprisoned, but they have their eyes cut off, their noses cut off, and their limbs are cut off; but he is admiring on the side, without any support. Even scolding at the top of my lungs is better than standing aside coldly now...
Lynch ignored everyone, just waited for the voice to recover a little bit, then touched his lips and teeth again and said lightly——
"If you keep me, one day, I will kill you."
Although he didn't pierce the lute bone like those hanged people, and he didn't take off his clothes; but it was not bad, the original color of the robe could no longer be discerned, and it was almost like strips of cloth wrapped around his body, full of clothes. The bloody body hangs on the hand of the person captured behind him...
Even with such an unbearable mood, his tone is still calm and irritating. Such hateful words can be spoken as casually as if they were talking about the weather.
Yue Lancang thought that she would see the ugly posture of the other party blackened by hatred; but she never expected that even if it was revenge, the other party would still be able to speak calmly without any ups and downs. The previous tremor was like a ripple on a calm lake, and then it was silent again, leaving no trace.
Those calm eyes obviously didn't express anything, but they just made people feel that he was arrogant, disdainful... damn it was disgusting, and it also made people... couldn't help but explore—crazy to see it no longer calm time.
Stared at by such a pair of star-like eyes, no one would think that he was lying. If not, he would really think that the person in front of him is cold-hearted and unmoved by anything like a stone.
It was also because of this that the surroundings were silent for a while, and the air was frighteningly oppressive! No one wanted to guess how this handsome man who had torn off a person's limbs would deal with this person who provoked him.
Yue Lancang stared deeply at the eyes that were only an inch away from her for a long time, then turned around and returned to the seat, and laughed loudly: "I will keep you, waiting for the 'someday'. "
The people around were shocked and stunned! I thought that this person would die if he said such a thing! did not expect…
Look at the person leaning on the seat again—the eyes are full of interest...
As for Lynch, who can only stand upright after being captured, even though everyone was inconceivably surprised that he came back after walking around the gate of hell, he remained calm and unwavering.
Even though his face was stained with blood and mud, his face could not be seen clearly, but those eyes were as quiet as a pool of still water in the deep mountains, making one unable to resist drowning; bright as the only star in the dark night sky, making one unable to restrain oneself fascinated.
As a result, everyone couldn't help but start to have their own ideas about the leader forgiving this person.
Lynch did everything as expected.
He was not moved by the misery of that group of people, of course, because Yue Lancang didn't like the type of Virgin Mary, even if he tried his best to stop it, it was just an extra pig; Personality, naturally, will not be interested in this normal reaction. So, he has to behave differently.
Of course, he succeeded, not only aroused Yue Lancang's interest, but also got a promise.
However, it is clear that he has also caused a crisis for another group of people.
At this time, a charming voice suddenly sounded——
"Master, if you keep him with his unruly and unruly appearance, I'm afraid you will have to train him; it's better to let Qingyun teach him a profound lesson first, so as not to make you angry again."
It was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old who spoke. He was wrapped in a black cloak, and a corner of red gauze was slightly exposed under his kneeling feet, and his appearance was really delicate and charming.
He was half-kneeling in front of Yue Lancang's chair, lowering his head and looking down, obediently not making a sound; Yue Lancang really had a strong sense of presence, so everyone ignored him all the time. Now he raised his eyes to stare at Yue Lancang, and made a charming voice, half softly begging carefully, half seductively soft and coquettish.
The soft tail tone went straight to people's hearts, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to it for a moment.
"Oh? What good idea does Qingyun here have?" Yue Lancang raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and pulled the person kneeling at her feet into her arms, slipped her five fingers into the cloak carelessly, and pinched the other person's waist belly.
The young man called Qingyun groaned, his cheeks were flushed instantly, his eyes were charming and coquettish with Yue Lancang, and he exhaled like blue and said: "Just wait and see..."
Yue Lancang glanced at someone who was calm and itchy on the side of Zizai, and let go of Qingyun noncommittally.
Qingyun seemed to have received a divine order, and approached Lin Qi step by step. While walking on the legs, the black cloak swung open, revealing the fluttering red gauze and the faintly visible white calf underneath.
Standing in front of that person, he just raised his eyes and glanced lightly, Qingyun felt a chill down his back, and unconsciously felt a little bit back. But—the leader is different to that person, he has never seen the light of joy in the eyes of the leader before. Therefore, he will never give him a chance to get close.
"Doesn't martial arts people pay the most attention to martial arts? That will make him unable to practice martial arts again. Let's see if he still responds so calmly..." Qingyun said softly with her back to Yue Lancang, but her eyes were full of malice.
The people behind glanced at Yue Lancang. Seeing that he was resting his head on one hand, and was idly watching without saying a word, someone immediately stepped forward and pointed two fingers at Lynch.
Lynch was thrown on the ground motionless, as if he had no strength to move any more, but everyone could feel that every inch of his muscles were throbbing with pain.
The profile of his face was directly pressed against the ground. If it was said that his face was as white as tinfoil before, then he was only one step away from the dead at this time. But he remained silent.
Qingyun also grasped his stubborn resistance, squatted in front of him, and said symbolically: "If you are soft, the rest will be forgotten..."
Of course, it is absolutely impossible for Lynch to beg for mercy now, not to mention his temper, just like this, all the previous actions against Yue Lancang will be in vain. and…
Lynch, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his eyes and gave Qingyun a cool look—
Qingyun, who originally had a smug smile in her eyes, froze for a moment.
That look is so familiar!
The ridicule, disdain, contempt, ridicule in it... No, nothing, nothing! Such emotions appearing in these eyes are considered a kind of defilement! It should be high mountains and flowing water, spring and white snow; even if he is covered in blood, even if he is lying at his feet, he can still attack silently with just a slight glance—directly pointing at people's hearts, hitting the nail on the head!
Really disgusting eyes!
Qingyun's face was extremely ugly, "Since the seventh son is so ignorant, then don't blame Qingyun." He snatched a whip with a sneer, and there was a crisp "pop", and the whip made a clear trembling sound when it hit his back .
"Papa papa..."
One after another, up and down... Qingyun's black cloak parted to the two sides as early as when he raised his whip, and what was exposed was only a thin layer of red gauze! Fair skin, slender wrists, pink and tender thighs... are displayed in front of everyone with every movement of his whip. In this seductive dance of eye desire, his hair is wet, and the dance is dripping with sweat...
However, the ones who really capture people's hearts have always been monsters who can see people's hearts and are good at deception—the clothes on Lynch's body are just tattered cloth lapels. The jade-colored skin stained with red marks at several corners; the whip leaves, the cloth flap returns, and this cycle repeats—it makes people feel itchy in the heart of the mood that almost wants to tear off the obstructing cloth flap, but is reluctant to part with it...
In the dark prison cell, the man's thin body against the background of the cloth placket is like a monster lurking in the dark night - jade skin and snow skin, with red marks all over the place. Everyone only saw his side face attached to the ground. The high bundle of black-green hair was messy at this moment, scattered on the cheeks and neck, falling layer upon layer like flowing clouds...
The exposed jade-colored neck stretched from a ray of red marks to the back, stained with bloodshot red marks, circling and dancing along the jade-colored texture, intermingling with each other...
During the whole process, except for the whoosh of the whip and the increasingly heavy panting around, there was almost no sound! Everyone is just watching from the side, and they are already crazy and dumbfounded! I want to touch the twining red marks, I want to print the red marks with my own hands! They could almost feel the whip hitting their backs, and there was a trace of itching in the pain. The pain was obvious, but the itching was subtle, but it was the insignificant itching that spread to the whole body. The unstoppable softness softens the hearts of those who watch it...
"Hmm..." An extremely small muffled hum woke Yue Lancang awake. Seeing everyone confused by the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt extremely unhappy—
His figure was extremely fast, and while brushing away the light cloud holding the whip, he covered the person on the ground with his wide robe and embraced him.
The person in his arms was almost collapsed, his whole body was trembling extremely slightly, and he was paralyzed in Yue Lancang's arms, his face was blue and white, his breath was like gossamer, his whole face was covered with sweat and blood...
The drenched blue silk was tightly attached to the bleeding cheeks on the ground, and the broken lips were bitten terribly...
Lynch closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes were tightly closed on his pale complexion mixed with sweat and blood, and his originally stubborn and resolute face appeared a little delicate.
This kind of stimulation that grinds away all his edges and corners! Such a strong comparison before and after! Such shocking impact! This... stuffy insensitivity
So novel!
Yue Lancang selectively ignored the previous displeasure, and suddenly became more interested in the person in her arms.
And under the eyes covered by long eyelashes, Sen Leng's eyes are extremely penetrating.
Lynch silently planned step by step in his heart—Yue Lancang, since you like to play sadomasochism so much, then I will play with you!
However, sadomasochism is you; affection is also you!