"Swishy—"

Light steps swept across the sand, and the layered tulle made a rustling sound as snow as it swung.

In the boundless realm, the uninvited guest has arrived.

Not far away, a heavy breath of joy came from a distance.

Linlang held the dark red fragrance fan in one hand and supported her cheek to see a good show in front of her.

The heroine has a true love for the hero. Such a pure venting is without any pity or sympathy.

In her sight, the woman was fiddled in a half-kneeling position, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in her painful expression. Until she was turned over by the man and her head hit the ground, her dizzy vision seemed to pass a confusing red.

She thought she was dazzled, and shrugged her shoulders, leaned her head back, trying to see the outline clearly.

Linlang looked at people with great pleasure. The fragrant fan slowly unfolded, as if it was covered with half of the rouge red lips. No matter how far and close, it was a vivid and fragrant beauty.

"Master, Master..."

Lin Yanran was so scared that she was scattered.

How could she be here?

The master smiled at her and was charming and affectionate.

"Do you know I am your master?"

The light words were said, without a slight tone of blame, Lin Yanran's goose bumps suddenly stood up, and white sweat appeared on her neck. The man pressed on her head unaware of the change in the situation and still pestered her for sex.

Linlang's smile became deeper.

Lin Yanran was shaking violently, barely supporting her soft hands to push people, and almost felt a soft crying voice, "You, let go first..."

Her heart was about to jump into her throat.

——She will be torn to pieces by this terrible woman!

"What are you panic?"

The eyebrows of the Youhou raised lightly, filled with spring water, and looked at the spirits as they flowed, which made people fascinated. "From the view of the original, my husband has not yet enjoyed his life, which means you are serving you very well. Then do it. After you have done it, you will naturally receive rewards."

A strange emotion surged into Lin Yanran's heart. What did she think she was? Is the inflatable doll for men to vent?

Although Lin Yanran is timid, she is not bullied by others at will!

Linlang saw the heroine blushing, as if she wanted to say something to refute her, but she was bitten hard on her chest, and her blood was dripping. She twitched in pain, and her momentum suddenly became weaker. The wife, who was the person involved, was not angry, and watched the scene of the bloody sequel drama with a smile.

Lin Yanran was both ashamed and annoyed, and was so aggrieved that Jin Doudou was so upset.

It was her precious first time that a woman watched the whole process!

She wanted to struggle and retain her last dignity, but how could she, a human being with no power, compare to the peerless genius of the You clan? As the fish that was delivered to the door, only the slaughtered by others. After finally waiting for the other party to get tired of playing and to rest, she hurriedly crawled out from under him and picked up the bag beside her and flipped her clothes.

"There are new clothes? It turns out that they are prepared. Could it be that Emperor You who slept with us turned around and planned to run away? What's wrong with the current trend? Do you still need your master to help clean up the mess caused by slaves?"

The smile-smile made Lin Yanran froze on the spot.

Speaking of this, if you don’t beg for mercy, you may really be in a different place.

Lin Yanran thought of this and bit her lip, without putting on her clothes, and knelt down in humiliation, with a sense of stubbornness in her eyes.

"It would be better not to kneel down if you kneel so reluctantly. Useless things will definitely lead to a life span. Fortunately, you don't have parents. Otherwise, if you teach a daughter like you, they will be stung by the backbone and be angry to death in life."

"Why is my parents not your business!" Lin Yanran felt uncomfortable when she heard this, but she couldn't help but choke her. How could she be insulted by these stubborn ancients?

"Why is it not related to the matter of the last one?" Linlang slowly played with the hollow carving of the fan. "Their daughter betrayed her master and ate outside. She also devoted herself to other people's husband on the night of her wedding. She was ungrateful and honest. Since she dared to do it after taking off her, didn't expect that she would be scolded if she took off her? Oh, what's the reason?"

Lin Yanran was speechless.

When she came to this place for no reason and was insulted like this, Lin Yanran wanted to die, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red. Really, she never thought of destroying her family, but just wanted to satisfy her long-cherished wish that she could not get through her life. Afterwards, she would leave quietly, thinking that nothing had happened, why didn't she even give her such an opportunity?

"Tsk, don't cry first, there is a place where you cry behind you. If you don't cry anymore and can't cry, wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

Linlang was unmoved. She smiled slightly. The red tassels in her ears trembled with the snow beads, and she could not express the endless beauty of the style. "After that, given that you have worked so hard, I will reluctantly let you choose a way to die. Do you want the whole body or cremation? This time I am generous and fulfill the etiquette of burying you humans."

The heroine suddenly looked up, her lips were pale, and she looked at her incredible.

Is life so valuable in the eyes of these people?

Kill and cut it when you say you want to kill?

Only then did she feel scared and realize that this is not a place where she can go wild. The woman's finger in front of her could crush her. It was as easy as crushing an ant without any effort.

"Master, Master...Master, please spare me!"

Lin Yanran shivered with her shoulders and finally bowed to the evil forces. No one spared no effort.

"Give your life?"

The Youhou, who was known as the first disaster in the Demon Sect, closed the incense fan, pressed his bones against his chin, tilted his head, and his silky black hair brushed his red lips, his eyes as charming as silk.

"For the sake of your relationship between you and my master and servant, you can let you go. However, you look weak and even the husband of the master dares to sleep. He is really brave. If the husband of the master does not give you a little punishment for blood, he may not be able to learn. When others see that the husband of the master is handsome and unparalleled, they will force him when he is unconscious. Where can the husband of the master be put to the face?"

Linlang chuckled with a fan, "To put it bluntly, the last one is enough to support the Demon Sect to divide the world, but I really don't have the interest to call her sister and sister with a group of little slaves who want to sacrifice their lives for love and love, not to mention..." She circled around her tongue and said, "I'm dirty."

Look at what the heroine was like when she said it, her body was almost shaking. I don’t know if she was angry or annoyed, but it’s a pity that the hero didn’t see this scene, so pitiful.

Of course, Linlang's hands are also smooth, and she usually does bad things in secret.

"Here, I don't talk nonsense to you. If you want to survive, it's simple. Just let my breath disappear."

Lin Yanran took a deep breath, raised her hand and slapped her face. Her strength was correct, because red marks soon appeared on her face.

The black-hearted old fairy just raised her eyebrows in surprise, "...that's it?"

I just want to erase the incident of sleeping with other men on my wedding night?

The heroine is afraid that she is not a misunderstanding of this world of immortals and demons whose lives are like grass.

But it is understandable to think about it. Apart from the frustration of being a little maid at the beginning, the heroine ran away with a burden after sleeping with Emperor You. Because she was stupid, she was sold to a kiln by a vulgar old man. The first time she was forced to pick up customers, she met Guo Wu, who was full of justice in the human race, and she didn't receive much trouble.

On the way together, I met Yu Wuxue, a genius from the Immortal Sect, and started an ambiguous trip to three people. Then Emperor You, who was chasing his wife, also joined in. The three miracles of the immortal demon fight for a woman, and the process was very lively.

If Linlang hadn't been one of the affected parties, she would have even wanted to eat melon seeds to watch the love-hate and love drama of the three men and one woman.

As soon as Lin Lang's words finished, Lin Yanran's eyes changed suddenly.

Isn’t it enough for her to slap herself and beg for mercy without all her self-esteem?

"Why, don't you want to do it anymore? Do you want me to do it yourself?"

She tapped the incense fan gently, her heart as hard as iron.

Lin Yanran bit her back teeth hard and closed her eyes.

"Smack--"

She slapped more than a dozen times in a row, and her face was swollen.

"Is that OK?"

The heroine was so numb that she had no expression.

Linlang's eyes flashed across Lin Yanran's swollen mouth when kissed, "It's understandable to let you go, but what if one day, my husband saw your intact face and vaguely remembered what happened today? I have always eliminated the roots, but I never like hidden dangers."

"You, do you want me to be disfigured?"

The woman's pupils shrank.

Linlang smiled without saying a word, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Don't go too far!"

Lin Yanran was almost made to cry by Linlang. She lived in her forties and had never seen such a vicious woman! Don’t she know the importance of her face to a girl? She wants her to die!

“Excessive?”

Youhou put his wide red sleeves together, "The rebel will be punished by the heart-eating of thousands of snakes. This is the rule of the Heavenly Demon Clan. You will not fall into water, your brain will hit you, and then you will be covered by unclean things. You have forgotten even this most basic thing, right?"

Her casual words just grabbed the heroine's Qi'an, and because of her guilt, she forced her tears back.

"Did I ruin my face and you will let me go?"

Lin Yanran's voice trembled miserably.

"Well... I would like to remind you that you are not qualified to negotiate terms with the post."

She took out a handful of scissors from the package tremblingly. When Linlang saw it, she looked familiar. The scissors were extremely exquisitely made with spiritual jade inlaid. The original owner usually used to trim her spiritual pet's hair. The wedding was tense these days, and no one noticed it very much. It turned out that they were picked up by the heroine.

Linlang was convinced that she could treat the lost things from her master as her escape. In the logic of the general heroine, she was not stealing or robbing, but was rescued by the world. One day she would return them twice, although they would leave these things behind after they met the hero.

Lin Yanran held the handle of the cutter and slid a sharp corner towards her face. The moment before she slid down, she looked back at the man, and her tenderness flowed between her eyebrows. The sorrow, despair, and sorrow were interpreted so deeply by her, like a passionate woman who sacrificed her heroic sacrifice for love to die.

Linlang smiled, and the fan in his palm flew straight towards the man.

"Bang!"

Emperor You's consciousness was still chaotic, but his instinct was still there. He suddenly grabbed the hidden weapon that was coming, and with a warm and soft wind, he was taken away by the fan unconsciously until the fan stopped. He touched forward in confusion, and the cold and flawless mutton fat jade that touched him was obviously more attractive than the slightly rough ones just now.

He vigorously clamped Linlang's waist and pulled it into his arms, wanting to continue venting the way he just now.

Lin Yanran saw it, her heart was ashamed, her hands shook and she cut a big bloody hole in her face, which made her scream in shock.

Linlang shook open the dark red fan and stopped his hot kiss.
To be continued...