The beautiful and moving face of the blue skirt was flushed with anger at this moment, and he kept yelling.
His eyes were filled with despair.
With,
The golden chain pulled "Ye Fan" closer and closer to the golden cage, and the fear in the blue skirt's heart grew stronger.
The cursing in her mouth gradually subsided and replaced with a low-pitched voice of begging for mercy.
"Ye Shizhong, do it well!"
"You see clearly, I am not a monster!"
"I'm just a weak woman!"
"You leave me alone!"
"I will abide by the promise with your son, and I will never kill the Long Kingdom people in the future!"
"Do you think it will work?!"
"Or, I will help you take care of your son, protect your son, please, don't seal me?!"
"I beg you!"
Blue skirt tried every means to beg for mercy, longing to be free from **** and freedom.
Ye Shizhong's face was solemn, indifferent, and the complicated and mysterious imperial spirit technique in his hand was still constantly sketching.
He is preparing for the next physical inscription.
Blue skirt Mengmeng saw that Ye Shizhong did not respond, and immediately aimed at Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, Brother Ye, Brother Fan, do your best!"
"You talk to your dad!"
"Really, I can swear that I will never hurt Longguo people in the future!"
"I just want to go out and play!"
"We make an appointment, I will be back then!"
"I'm very good, very kind!"
"The flowers and plants on the roadside can't bear to trample to death!"
"I...uuuu...I'm so miserable!"
"I was... imprisoned by your dad... in your body for so many years!"
"Woooooo-"
"Not seeing the sun every day!"
"I just want to see the sun outside!"
"Woooooo-"
"..."
The blue skirt returned to Ye Fan's mind, stood in front of Ye Fan's soul body, and kept begging.
While speaking, crystal clear tears shed on Jumei Wushuang's cheeks.
Ewha's rainy face is really my pity.
Paired with that blue skirt and tube top palace dress, there is a strong desire and thought that people can't wait to agree to all her requirements, and then immediately take a pity in her arms.
The chest that was constantly rising and falling because of crying was even more dazzling.
From time to time, there were tears dripping down his chin, dripping into the deep and endless seductive gully.
This scene, for every man, will evoke a strong desire for protection and possessiveness in the deepest part of his heart.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, and forced down the fire and impulse of desire that rose up like a flame in his heart.
He thought of the horrible act of breaking down five buildings without saying anything when Blue Skirt had just gotten out of trouble, and immediately felt like a basin of cold water poured in his heart.
Blue skirt cried and begged, while secretly looking at Ye Fan's expression and eyes from the corner of his eye.
She saw Ye Fan's eyes suddenly clear as water, and when she recovered to the cold, the blue skirt immediately yelled again.
"You cold-blooded man!"
"You two father and son are the same!"
"The heart is made of iron and stone!"
"Put me a weak woman, imprisoned for so long!"
"Cold-blooded, cruel..."
Lanqun used all the words he could think of to describe the so-called "cruel" behavior of Ye Fan and Ye Shizhong.
Ye Fan smiled indifferently: "You still don't waste your thoughts!"
"Your demon spirit space will be your eternal home in the future!"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the blue skirt was suddenly silent, and her eyes were gloomy.
Bells yelling--
Outside, high in the sky.
"Ye Fan" was already locked into the golden cage by the brilliant golden chain.
The blue skirt was abruptly stripped from Ye Fan's body.
The whole body was bound by golden chains.
The spell marks in Ye Shizhong's hands also stopped.
Everything is ready.
At this time,
Ye Shizhong stared at the cute blue dress like a golden rice dumpling wrapped in chains, and said faintly.