Seeing each other happily: beautiful men can't be provoked

Chapter 367

"Long'er, you want to stay with me, be careful not to lose your life." Mu Xue pretended to be frivolous and caressed Ling Long's cheek, trying her best not to look so dignified about sharing life and death.

Ling Long smiled and said nothing, and put his cheek close to her. It was his blessing to die with her, but they could only live alone and avenge her...

"Come here, bring up my treasure." Ying Wushuang was very annoyed by the calmness of the two, and ordered loudly.

The two guards carried a large box, which contained some iron chains, hooks, whips and the like.

"Long'er, are you afraid?" Mu Xue hugged Ling Long tenderly, as if she didn't see the hideous sm props in front of her at all.

"I'm not afraid if you're here. 'If you give me a jade hairpin, I'll grow your hair for you.'" Ling Long looked infatuated.

Ying Wushuang's teeth itch with hatred for the two of you, and immediately threw away the box, pulled out a whip full of barbs, and swung his hand to hit Ling Long.

Mu Xue dodged her body, hid Ling Long behind her, and forcefully picked up the whip, "Although we live and die together, since he is my man, if you want to hurt him, you must kill me first."

At this moment, even Mu Xue felt that she was a hero, although the burning pain behind her made her feel a lot embarrassed.

"Okay, since you want to die, the widow will definitely fulfill you." After finishing speaking, Ying Wushuang picked up a sharp awl with a cruel smile on his face.

Mu Xue thought to herself, I am really dead, my father is helpless, and my mother is far away at the border, if I die, it will only be a matter of a coffin, but those men...

Mu Xue didn't dare to think about it, no, she had nothing to do, she kept saying that she wanted to make those men happy, if she died, it would be a pain for them.

All of them are dedicated idiots, abandoning their original extraordinaryness, for the sake of her to wash away their luster, and willing to be ordinary people who are good wives and goddaughters.

"Ying Wushuang, why, you want to kill me with such a thin awl? That's so troublesome, it will take a long time just to pierce holes in my body and let the blood out. When Yan'er comes, I'll see how you destroy the corpse." Mu Xue believes that Mo Yan will not abandon her, even if he is not in good health.

In fact, this is indeed the case, although Ying Ningshuang tried her best to stop her, but Mo Yan has already disguised herself and is on her way here.

Ling Long slipped out of the Prince's Mansion one step ahead of him, so he didn't know about it.

When Mu Xue said this, he felt Ling Long grip her clothes tightly, obviously he couldn't accept Ying Wushuang's cruelty to Mu Xue like this.

Mu Xue wanted to provoke Ying Wushuang into anger so that she could talk to her.

In fact, Ying Wushuang is indeed a lower-body animal with a chest but no brains. When he heard Mo Yan, he threw the awl unsteadily, lifted Mu Xue vigorously, and slapped her hard on the face.

"Yan'er is also called by you? Only Bengong's current status is worthy of him." After finishing speaking, she smiled fiercely, as if mad with anger, and exerted her inner strength with her palm, she slapped Mu Xue's chest hard.

Mu Xue secretly groaned, and the tight pain in her chest told her that this injury might take care of it.

But it's better than being stabbed to death by an awl, otherwise the blood flow rate is too fast, the ancient medical level will fall behind, and you may die from bleeding.

Vomiting a mouthful of blood, Mu Xue smiled coldly, "I don't deserve it, do you deserve it? A tyrant like you who only knows how to treat people as playthings. Ah, by the way, last time the secret guard looked so much like Yan'er, I don't know how you call him on the bed, hahaha..."

"I'll kill you!" Ying Wushuang fell into a kind of madness, swinging his arms like crazy, using up his internal strength with every movement.

Ling Long suddenly raised his hand, and poked hard at the three fingers below Ying Wushuang's ribs.

"Uh—" Ying Wushuang fell to the ground unconscious.

(End of this chapter)