The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 554 No Marriage 8
"open."

A low drink.

Jian Luo was merciless towards Shangjun Moran with a silver thread wrapped around her.

Just like when he was in the ice cave.

When the iron arm ruthlessly clamped her neck.

Jun Moran looked at Jian Luo in disbelief, feeling the icy chill on his neck, but he still didn't let go of his hand holding Jian Luo.

The voice was as firm as ever, "Don't let go."

Jian Luo's heart trembled.

not let go?

it is good.

With extremely gentle eyes, Jian Luo's mouth twitched into a sneer.

The silver-wrapped hand slowly moved down, slowly approaching the position of Jun Moran's heart.

The movement stopped, and Yinsi resisted.

The position of the heart is exactly the same.

"Let it go or not."

Looking at Jun Moran, Jian Luo's smile deepened.

There was a trace of distress in Jun Moran's deep eyes, and the other hand slowly raised up to caress Jian Luo's cheek.

"Loel."

Perseveringly stretched out half of the hand.

A strong sarcasm flashed in Jian Luo's eyes.

Looking at Jun Moran, his tone was as cold as a piece of thousand-year-old ice: "Jun Moran, do you want to let go or not?"

Without thinking, Jun Moran blurted out two words: "Don't let go."

"very good."

With a charming smile, Jian Luo glanced at the silver thread on his hand.

With a little force on the wrist, Yinsi moved forward by three points.

Pierce Jun Moran's heart.

Blood, slowly flowing out, was painted on the exquisite purple robe.

Dazzling yet glaring.

"master."

Seeing this, Jun Yuxuan and Gong Yeqing, who followed Jun Moran, took a step forward, fearing that Jun Moran might make a mistake.

Jun Moran waved his hands at the two of them, as if he couldn't get close.

Seeing this, the two had no choice but to worry in their hearts.

Seeing this, the other immortals looked at each other and whispered to each other.

Everyone was discussing what was going on.

Logically speaking, Jian Luo killed Mozun's mother, and Mozun came here to take revenge.

How could I have imagined such a scene.

Is it true that, as the rumors say, there is an entangled love-hate relationship between Miss Jian Luo and Mozun?
Yuehenqin, who lived behind Jian Luo, seemed not to be surprised.

After all, he is very aware of every detail between Jun Moran and Jian Luo.

Now, Jian Luo should treat Jun Moran like this.

Who is Jun Moran?
The Heavenly Emperor, who had always been the first to sit high, had an imperceptible sneer flashing across his shrewd face.

Lifting her head up bit by bit, the smile on Jian Luo's mouth never diminished.

At this moment, nothing but strangeness and alienation appeared in her eyes.

"Mozun, do you want to let go or not?"

Jun Moran withdrew his hand in mid-air, but kept holding Jian Luo's hand and still didn't let go.

As long as Jun Moran decides on something, he won't let it go.

"Don't let it go."

Jian Luo's heart twitched violently, and she didn't let it go.

Still not letting go.

Are you really going to force her to do it?

How can this person be like this.

Knowing that she hates pain.

Knowing the pain in her heart.

He still refused to let her go.

He just doesn't want to keep himself clean, doesn't he?

Once again, a trace of spiritual power was transported in his hand.

With a 'hiss—', Yinsi pierced into Jun Moran's heart mercilessly.

This time, it was indeed a thorn.

Jun Moran lowered his brows, and there was a touch of desolation in his deep sea-like eyes.

With a charming smile on his lips, Jun Moran looked up at Jian Luo.

He swayed, but he didn't care.

Heart, bleeding, he doesn't care.

What he cared about was the woman in front of him.

This woman he had hurt her cruelly.

(End of this chapter)