Although Xuanyuan Zhiji was already the King of Wu, Xuanyuan Yu's current cultivation level was also the King of Wu's. He couldn't dodge at all, and Xuanyuan Yu firmly grabbed his arm.

"Apologize!" Xuanyuan Yu stared at Xuanyuan Zhiji, his handsome face filled with darkness, "Apologize to Luo'er!"

Xuanyuan Zhiji struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the more painful he was. Under the corrosion of the dark devilish energy emerging from Xuanyuan Yu's palm, the captured arm gradually became scorched black, and its muscles Gradually shrinking, the blood is constantly being transpired, and the white bones are exposed to the air.

Xuanyuan Zhiji's entire face was distorted, and the muscles on his face spasmed continuously.

He is a man, he will not let out heart-piercing shouts like Xuanyuan Yangyue, but his whole body is already wet with sweat.

"Let... Let go!" The chapped lips lost their color, Xuanyuan Zhi and his canthus were completely cracked, and he watched his left arm turn into a white bone.

Xuanyuan Yu's black hole-like pupils were filled with raging flames of anger, his voice became colder and colder, and he said stubbornly, "Kneel down and apologize!"

Luo'er is everything to him.

From now on, he can't tolerate even a little bit of disrespect from anyone!

Xuanyuan Zhiji couldn't resist.

Finally, the Lord Regent, who was so powerful, knelt down in front of a young girl in front of his nephew.

"I'm sorry...Miss Ling..."

Ling Luo frowned slightly, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Facing Xuanyuan Zhiji's bowing her head, she didn't feel a trace of happiness.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Ling Luo raised her head and looked at Xuanyuan Yu who had once again fallen into a demonized state with a worried expression, biting her lower lip lightly with her white teeth.

How could this be?

Is the effect of shark tears so bad?

In less than an hour, he fell into a demonized state again.

She took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and hugged Xuanyuan Yu's narrow waist tightly, snuggled into his arms, with her face pressed against his cold chest.

"Yu, I'm not angry anymore, let him go." Her voice was soft, with a soothing power.

Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head slowly, looked at the little woman in his arms, with a stubborn expression, and said, "He deserves to die."

Ling Luo pursed her lips and said, "If you kill him now, you will die."

This is the royal capital of the Jialan Empire, and every king has the laws of the royal capital.

"I don't want you to die." She hugged him tighter and tighter.

Xuanyuan Yu's body trembled, and her nose lingered with the clear medicinal fragrance, and he slowly let go of Xuanyuan Zhiji's grip.

Then, he stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly.

"You smell delicious."

Xuanyuan Yu closed his eyes, buried his head on her shoulder, attached to her neck, and inhaled deeply the scent that belonged to her.

When demonized, his head would have a dull pain.

However, as long as he smells the smell emanating from her body, his mood will calm down involuntarily.

Her taste is purer than that of the shark's tears.

Get him hooked.

Xuanyuan Yu gradually became quiet.

Ling Luo felt the heavy weight that was almost half on her body, and the corners of her lips curled up in a shallow arc.

Xuanyuan Zhiji fell to the ground, looking at the man and woman in front of him with a look of fear.

how come?

There was nothing wrong with this woman being hugged by Xuanyuan Yu like that!

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