Madam, be merciful!

Chapter 122 Her Charm
Shao Qing was stunned for a moment, and soon she was consummated.

Who says she has no charm!

Ren Xiao, that stinky bitch is full of nonsense, she is full of charm even if she doesn't learn any nonsense from her!
During the day, she was so irritated by Ren Xiao that she was so excited that she burst into tears at the moment, but not long after, she suddenly found that she was severely hypoxic and couldn't laugh anymore.

Shao Qing frowned, and was about to push away the person on her body, when her eyes were suddenly covered by a big hand, the whole person was plunged into darkness, and her consciousness gradually collapsed.

After the person under her fell asleep, Ye Lansheng let go of her lips, removed her hand from Shao Qing's sleeping point, hugged her tightly, and buried her head on her neck, panting continuously gas.

Ye Lansheng's tense body relaxed, her breathing gradually stabilized, the black mist in her pupils suddenly dissipated, her purple pupils glowed coldly, and the palms covering Shao Qing's eyes burst into purple light, a wisp of red mist was forcibly pulled out.

Ye Lansheng and I held the mist in my hands, twisting it non-stop, and a cold and strange voice came out of Shao Qing's body: "As expected of the pure blood of the Ye family."

"Blood sword?"

"It's me." Xue Jian laughed sinisterly, "Ye Lansheng, long time no see."

The atmosphere froze in an instant, Ye Lansheng's lips evoked a cruel smile, completely inconsistent with his usual gentle expression, "If you dare to hurt her, I don't mind sending you to the mirror stage."

Xue Jian's tone changed suddenly, "How dare you! She can't live if you do this!"

Ye Lansheng was not threatened by the blood sword, and she tightened her grip on the mist, "You think I'm a fool? Let you stay in her body, she..." Her heart tightened, Ye Lan said the following words Sheng didn't say anything, but Xue Jian answered for him: "She won't live long."

"You should thank me, I let her survive in the pool of blood!" Xue Jian sneered, "If I hadn't protected her that day, do you think you would still see her?"

Ye Lansheng looked at Shao Qing who was sleeping soundly, her complexion softened instantly, her fingertips caressed her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her lips... Never felt so powerless as now, even though He sits in the world, he possesses peerless martial arts, and he is immortal, so what?

In his eyes, these things are no more than a single hair of hers.

Seeing this, Xue Jian seemed to be touched, and said quietly: "All the men of your Ye family have been defeated by the word "love first". Your father is like this, and so are you."

Speaking of this, Xuejian suddenly laughed wildly, his strange tone was filled with its endless hatred, "Do you know how Wei Fenghua died, it was Shao Chi who dedicated him to me, and was devoured by me alive and died."

"You actually fell in love with her descendants, don't you hate Shao Chi?"

The atmosphere condensed for a moment, and the compelling spiritual power pressed against the blood sword. The sound of the blood sword stopped completely, and he struggled vigorously.

Ye Lansheng's purple eyes gradually darkened, as if blending the thick ink, a trace of coldness spread out from the whole body with the lavender spiritual power, and then gathered again, tightly entangled the wisp of black smoke, squeezing Press, tear and twist.

A cold and ruthless voice overflowed from the lips: "What does it have to do with me?"

(End of this chapter)