A familiar voice sounded from above with a slight hoarseness, "I'm finally... waiting for you!"
"This time, you finally belong to me only!"
Xi Yue's eyes widened in shock, what was Ji Mingyu talking about
She put her hand on the man's chest, trying to push him away. She didn't like this strong feeling of oppression and confinement, she didn't like it very much.
However, such a small resistance seemed to anger the man above.
There was a pain in her wrist, and her hands were already imprisoned, pressing firmly on top of her head.
"Ji Mingyu!" Xi Yue exclaimed, wanting to ask him what he wanted to do.
However, Ji Mingyu's movements were faster than hers.
Hearing a ripping sound, the clothes on his body had been torn apart, exposing skin that was more crystal clear and delicate than snow.
The cold lips fell on her chest and collarbone, with a frenzied and cold taste, as if punishing, as if plundering.
The pain, from the surface of the skin, penetrated into the bone marrow with a sense of coldness.
Xi Yue's body trembled violently, and extreme fear welled up in her heart, causing her to struggle desperately.
"Ji Mingyu, wake up! Tell me, what are you doing?!"
During the struggle, her arm was scratched and blood oozed out.
While struggling, bruises appeared on her body.
Once Ji Mingyu's cultivation level recovers, the gap in strength between her and this man will be like a natural moat.
However, she was unwilling to have an intimate relationship with Ji Mingyu at this moment, even if her body was covered with bruises, she was absolutely unwilling.
Because although the man in front of him had Ji Mingyu's face, he didn't have the slightest trace of Ji Mingyu's aura. All that was left was cruelty and cruelty, sternness and plunder.
This man is not Ji Mingyu, not the man she loves, not the man she promised to live and die together.
However, if this is not Ji Mingyu, then where is the Ji Mingyu she loves
Did he die in a mirage
Could it be that Ji Mingyu could never change back to the former Ji Mingyu
When Xi Yue was thinking like this, she felt a piercing pain.
The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and the pain was so painful that her tears could no longer hold back from welling up in her eyes.
"Ji Mingyu, Ji Mingyu... are you coming back?"
"Ji Mingyu, help me, I'm in pain..."
When the man who was about to assault Xi Yue heard the aggrieved weeping and calling, there was a flash of struggle in his eyes.
The crimson light flickered, as if two forces were competing and fighting with each other.
Ji Mingyu closed his eyes abruptly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and when he opened them again, the redness in his eyes had receded, turning into a pitch-black clarity again.
However, when his eyes fell on Xi Yue, seeing her body covered in bruises and deep bruises on her arms, his eyes trembled for a while, and turned red again.
It's just that this time, Chi Hong's mind was not invaded, but the pain and heartache he wanted to make himself Ling Chi.
"Xi'er!" The hoarse voice softly called the girl's name, his trembling hands touched the scars on the crystal clear skin, the spiritual power flowed, and those scars disappeared, but it couldn't erase the pain and self-blame in his heart.
Hearing this familiar call, Xi Yue slowly came back to her senses, and her mother-in-law's tearful eyes met the man's pitiful, painful and trembling eyes.
The kind of eyes that only reflected her, only loved her, and cared for her were so familiar, it released her tense and fearful heart all of a sudden.