Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 372 [Can't Drink]

The bright moon in the night sky was extraordinarily bright, illuminating the entire palace, and also clearly illuminating the man's face. The eyelashes of the black butterfly trembled imperceptibly.

On the night of the full moon, the surrounding area of ​​the palace was very quiet.

The woman was sitting on a soft couch drinking wine, and the man was lying motionless on the couch.

However, when the bright moon outside the window rose into the sky, the original eyes were closed and suddenly opened, the sharp eyes seemed to be like thousands of icicles, the white eyes were shrouded in thick blood, and there was a tinge of blood on the pale complexion. With a little bloodshot eyes, his eyes were empty, and he sat up straight in vain.

The woman who was drinking turned her head and looked at the man's terrifying eyes. The flagon in her hand suddenly fell, rolled to the ground and shattered.

The sound of the flagon cracking was like a switch, the man frowned slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the woman's astonished face.

Chen Lingling didn't dare to move, and called out in disbelief, "Jiaye?"

The man sat there without moving, only the blood in his eyes became darker, like a ghost who had feigned corpses, staring at Chen Lingling firmly, his eyes seemed to want to kill her.

Suddenly, Chen Lingling crawled down from the soft couch and ran to the man's side with surprise in his eyes.

"you're awake?"

However, her belated call caused the man to stretch out his hand involuntarily, and a strong innocence gushed out. Chen Lingling couldn't dodge in time, and was hit squarely, so he flew out and fell on the round table in the room. beside.

"Cough cough cough..." Chen Lingling vomited blood while clutching her stomach.

But she smiled nonchalantly, and wiped her mouth indiscriminately, "As long as... you are not dead, you can give me a slap every day."

There was deep pain in the woman's voice, and the man frowned, as if he recognized whose voice it was, he stood up and walked slowly towards the woman.

Looking at the man approaching, Chen Lingling laughed softly, tears streaming down her face.

However, when the man walked in front of her, he slowly raised his hand, and that direction was towards her Tianling Gai.

Chen Lingling was not afraid, her heart was full of grief and joy, she fell to the ground and raised her eyes to look at the dull man, and called softly: "Jiaye..."

The man's hand stopped suddenly, his eyes stayed on her body, his eyes fluctuated a little, after a while, he suddenly frowned, squatted down with his head covered, and let out a heart-piercing roar.

From his voice, Chen Lingling could feel how painful he was at this moment, she got up with strength and hugged him tightly.

But the man seemed unable to control himself, knocking his head on the ground, making a thumping sound.

His eyes were a little clearer, but he still couldn't control his movements, he just felt that the pain was about to push him to the end, his cold face was filled with pain, his veins were bulging, and his appearance was extremely frightening.

Seeing him like this, Chen Lingling suddenly took out the dagger from his waist, rolled up his sleeves and cut it off, then broke the man's chin, put the bleeding wound to his mouth, and urged, "Drink! Hurry up!" Drink it! It won't hurt after drinking it!"

The man was taken aback when he smelled the blood, then he grabbed the woman's wrist and sucked her blood frantically.

At this moment, he looked like a vampire, but in the eyes of women, he was so beautiful.

As long as you're alive, it's fine.

Not long after the man drank her blood, his eyes changed, as if he had regained his sanity, and it seemed that he recognized who the woman in front of him was.

There was struggle in his eyes, and he wanted to reject the blood flowing from the woman's arm, but his body and nerves forced him not to let go.

The man shook his head slightly, with remorse and self-blame in his eyes. He wanted to push the woman's hand away, but his body couldn't help grabbing her wrist.

"No...you can drink it."

He uttered these three words with all his wits, and the despair in his eyes hurt the woman's heart.

(End of this chapter)