Remnant King Evil Queen

Chapter 2

"Hmm." Su Qingya once again felt the weakness of her body, and a tingling pain came from her head as she was thinking, and the fact that Ye Yileng dared to hold her neck at this time made her upset, and she stared He growled at him, "Damn, who would care to answer you with such a boring question!" The ability to read words and emotions had penetrated into her soul long ago, and she had already seen that Ye Yileng didn't really want to kill her.

"..." Ye Yileng immediately exerted force on his fingers, but it didn't kill her in an instant. He gritted his teeth and said, "No... talk?"

"What do you mean the devil's eyes bring bad luck? Are you bored or what?" If it weren't for her current physical condition, she wouldn't be restrained like this. Su Qingya met Shang Ye Yileng's eyes at a glance, and her eyes met. Su Qingya didn't give in or dodge at all, it was as if she had seen the innermost reflection in Ye Yi's cold eyes, and said impatiently: "It's the same color as blood, but it's not as dirty as blood, and it's more beautiful than the rubies I've seen before. Boy, stop pretending, you should be happy to have such beautiful eyes."

This is the truth, in Su Qingya's opinion, these eyes are really beautiful, blood red, translucent and mysterious.

Ye Yi's head turned blank, and for a moment he even forgot Su Qingya's rudeness, his eyes were full of blankness, and he shouted loudly: "You are lying! No, no one will say that these eyes are beautiful, no one will like them! Because these are the eyes of the devil, everyone who sees them will be disgusted and terrified!" It sounded like questioning Su Qingya, more like admonishing herself.

At this moment, he is in line with his age, like a 15-year-old boy, but a little crazy.

"Boy, you are very good, don't cry." Su Qingya could feel his deep grief at the moment, that kind of world-weariness and self-deprecation completely penetrated into his heart, maybe it was because of these eyes that he endured all this and endured What, it's just that she was bored but helped him to relieve it. If he hadn't given her a good impression from the beginning, with vigor and ruthlessness at a young age, she wouldn't have said anything to him, maybe there was a little pity, Ye Yileng reminded her of her former self, the bloodthirsty self for a while after her parents were killed.

"Crying?" Ye Yileng stretched out his hand to touch his face, and felt a burst of moistness, which shocked him all over, and he actually cried! ?

Su Qingya has already gritted her teeth and frowned at this moment, her head is getting more and more chaotic, some vague memories are all impacting her spirit, making her weaker and weaker, and the picture in front of her is also flickering, only she can hear her grit her teeth and shout coldly "Damn!" He passed out.

Ye Yileng also recovered, but the remaining tears on his face showed the turmoil in his heart. Looking at Su Qingya who passed out on the ground, his eyes flickered.She must have been hurt, mentally disturbed, and misunderstood to say that.

Standing up and about to leave, Ye Yileng couldn't take a second step just as he took one step, his palms clenched tightly, and finally turned his head to look at Su Qingya who was on the ground, pursing his lips, "I saved you today, you belong to Mine, if you dare to betray me, your life will be worse than death!"

After finishing speaking, he reached out and hugged Su Qingya who was on the ground. No one thought that his small body could have such strength.

The ground is damp and weeds are overgrown. One of the cold palaces stands in the center. The palace looks very dilapidated. Most of the red paint on the pillars has dried and peeled off. The beams of the house are also traces of insects and ants. There are three words written on the plaque at the top of the gate: Luoyu Palace.

A room in the palace, the layout is very simple, there is only a wardrobe, dressing table, seat and a bed, but on that bed lies a naked woman in CHI, only the important parts are covered with pink tatters Her dress covered it up, but it was still extremely alluring.

The woman is extremely beautiful, with a pointed oval face, but her skin is abnormally pale at the moment, but her cheeks have some sick flushes. The combination of the two makes people feel more delicate, and makes people want to take good care of them. She has slender eyebrows, her closed eyelashes are thick and slender like a feather fan, her nose is upright, and her black hair like a waterfall is scattered on the bed softly.

The woman's figure is also very good, her shoulders are sharp like a knife, her muscles are like creamy fat, and her jade legs are slender. She is originally extremely beautiful, but it is full of red or purple or bruised welts, which looks very scary.

Su Qingya regained consciousness slowly, opened her eyes, and immediately saw the discolored and rotten wooden beams above her head, which were higher than ordinary bungalows, as if they would break and fall down in a second.

"Hiss." She moved her body, the sudden pain made her take a breath unconsciously, and then she saw that her upper body was not wearing any clothes, her skin was still fair, but she didn't have the tightness of previous training, Although it is as delicate as jade, the scars all over it immediately destroy this beauty.

The chest and thighs were covered with long scars. Su Qingya could tell at a glance that they were whip marks. The person who gave the whip should not be a good hand, but he just hit it completely according to his own ideas, so the size of the scars was different. Most of them are bruised.

At this moment, some ointment-like medicine was applied on these scars. The person who applied the medicine should be serious, almost every scar was not missed, and it was very even.

"Here, what's going on!" Su Qingya sat up with her hands propped up, her brows furrowed slightly, not because of the pain from the wound caused by too much movement, but because of the feeling of weakness coming from her body.She shouldn't feel this way, even if she was abused, and her body was covered in welts, she wouldn't be so weak that she couldn't even move and gasp for breath.

"You're awake." A low, hoarse voice came out.

Su Qingya turned her head in an instant, and saw the bewitching boy of about 15 years old wearing a black ancient robe. His jet-black hair reached his waist and was a little messy. It was tied with a belt, but it didn't affect the boy's beauty. Like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the lips seem to be painted with vermilion, the slender eyes are beautiful, but the flying tips are like a piece of ice and cold, and the blood red color of the pupils is bewitching.

A young man like a goblin, but without the publicity that a young man should have, his steps are steady, his face is calm, revealing calmness and indifference.

"You..." Those eyes, this boy!A flash of inspiration flashed in Su Qingya's mind, and many intermittent images suddenly flashed in her mind. These memories were not hers, but a 14-year-old girl named Su Qingya. The memories were too chaotic, and most of them were vague. Not sure.

Ye Yileng's footsteps paused imperceptibly, and he glanced at her with a sneer, "What? I don't know each other, or are you scared?"

(End of this chapter)