When Lin Yunxi heard this, he frowned. It turned out that it was really like this.
The two masters and disciples are making secret weapons in the space!
She whispered, "Jiao Jiao, it's all right. Let Yi'er sleep for a while. He may be too tired. He has been busy practicing recently?"
"Well, then you all go out. I'll have a rest with my son for a while. I'm tired too!" Yan Jiaojiao threw out the people impolitely, completely regarded them as her own son, pulled the quilt and covered them both.
Lin Yunxi's face turned black. Recently, she was surrounded by many dangers and heavy body. She couldn't take Yi'er to rest together.
But what can I do? The son has recognized his mother, can she go back?
Lin Yunxi could only go out of the hall with Wei zining.
Seeing that it was late outside, she touched her stomach. She was hungry. She'd better eat first!
Lin Yunxi ordered the people in the store to serve delicious food and eat it first with Wei zining.
Late at night, in the cold winter night, all around is the biting cold air flow.
Beitian nationality, a luxury restaurant, the third floor!
The innermost room made a blushing and heartbeat sound, which made people daydream again and again.
The night wind was cold, blowing from a distance, and the sound was quickly dispersed. Even the Nightingale's voice could not be heard, and there was a dead silence.
"Ah... Liancheng, stop quickly. I'm dying..." Su Yunhua cried for mercy in a painful voice.
However, Liancheng did not let her go. She wanted to tear her whole person apart.
"Liancheng, you bastard, what did you do to me?" Su Yunhua cried and roared, but whether she struggled or cried, it didn't help.
Liancheng seemed not to hear, frantically looking for the feeling he wanted.
"Liancheng, I must kill you bastard! Sobbing..." Su Yunhua was in great pain and cried. The sad cry made passers-by leave in a hurry and dare not mind their own business.
Until a incense stick, all things are quiet.
Su Yunhua's face was stiff, her eyes were scarlet, and her eyes were still in tears. She looked at the roof of the carved beams and painted buildings.
Her skin is a little loose, not as beautiful as before. The fine lines in the corners of her eyes are clearly visible. The whole person seems to be dozens of years old.
The biting cold wind poured in from the window and failed to bring back her dull God salad.
On the contrary, Liancheng, wearing his coat in high spirits, went to the side table, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it up.
On his handsome face, there is a happy and comfortable feeling. Tomorrow night is the last time. After this last time, his cultivation will achieve the purpose he wants.
The biting cold wind made him fight a cold war. He glanced at Su Yunhua, who looked numb. He frowned slightly, walked over, pulled the quilt to cover her, took out a pill from the space and took it for her.
As soon as the pill was taken, Su Yunhua's heart rending pain gradually disappeared.
Her numb look gradually recovered. Seeing Liancheng, she was instantly excited. She grabbed Liancheng's hand and asked, "Liancheng, tell me, what are you doing? Why do I hurt every time, my cultivation is declining, and my face is getting old? What have you done to me?" Su Yunhua roared out of control and cried.
What she fears most is that her face is old, and she can continue to practice without cultivation, but if her face is gone, her youth will no longer exist.
Liancheng coldly pulled the corner of his lips and said with a sarcastic smile: "Hua'er, what can I do? Can't you be satisfied every night? I work so hard every night. You don't appreciate it, but blame me instead!
Don't worry. You're just too tired. Take pills and rest for a few days. Your accomplishments and appearance will recover. "
Some time ago, she really felt very satisfied and comfortable.
But in the next few days, that feeling made her life worse than death.
Now, naturally, she will no longer believe Liancheng's words.
"Hum!" she stared at him bloodthirsty, and her eyes overflowed with a thick hatred.
"Liancheng, do you think Su Yunhua is a fool or a fool? You are clearly using my body for cultivation. Your cultivation is getting higher and higher, but my cultivation is gradually decreasing. Even my proud face is getting older. Are you coaxing a three-year-old child?
Believe it or not, I'll die in front of you now? So that you can't cultivate peerless skills all your life! "Su Yunhua's tone was cold and threatening. She was like an angry Beast on the verge of death and struggling to survive.
When Lian Cheng heard this, Junyan was instantly gloomy and terrible, and his scarlet eyes suddenly became angry. He stretched out his long arm, fingers like pliers, squeezed Su Yunhua's chin hard, and said angrily word by word: "Su Yunhua, you'd better be honest. Tomorrow night is the last night. After tomorrow night, I won't touch you again, and you won't hurt so much!
If you want to hurt yourself, I won't stop you, but you must live until tomorrow night. "
Liancheng showed his original face. At this time, his face was disgusted and terrible.
Su Yunhua was shocked and stunned. He stared at Liancheng's ugly face and mouth incredulously. His voice was not loud, but it fell into Su Yunhua's ears like thunder. A cold air surged all over her body, followed by a terrible fear, emerging in the bottom of her eyes, even her tears, overflowing bit by bit.
She found that she had never really understood the man in front of her. At the moment, he was angry and ferocious, which seemed to be his real appearance.
He is so cruel and ruthless.
Liancheng angrily let go of her, got up and walked out.
Su Yunhua swallowed her saliva and looked at the cold figure that went away. She couldn't say a word, but her eyes were staring at her.
"Sobbing..." finally, she turned into a deep sob in amazement. Her desperate look reflected in her eyes.
Liancheng, is it for cultivation to be with her?
With her, just to use her to achieve his ulterior purpose?
With her, just because her accomplishments have reached the 18th level?
Now Su Yunhua, who wants to understand everything, has nothing left except pain?
She struggled to get up, but suddenly felt that her hands were weak. Before the whole person sat up, she fell back to the bed heavily.
Her despair grew deeper and deeper, and she wanted to escape. Now, there was no way to escape.
Only waiting for the arrival of tomorrow night, she will live or die, dominated by Liancheng.
"Ah..." Su Yunhua screamed in pain.
All blame her for understanding too late. She was coaxed by the shameless sweet words of Liancheng, so that she could not distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.