"Why are you so interested in me?" Ling Xuewei asked.
King Tianqu was startled.
"Don't tell me, are you in love with me?"
Maitreya in the distance took a breath of cold air.
The look in Ling Xuewei's eyes was like looking at a monster!
This woman, he would call her a warrior! How dare she say such stupid words to her master!
The man seemed to be shocked by her words, and he didn't reply for a long time!
At this moment, a silver light suddenly flashed across the deck, rolled up Qingwu on the fence and left!
Maitreya, who was closest, noticed something strange and saw a silver chain wrapped around Qingwu...
That silver chain... belongs to that woman!
not good!
"I see, I was almost deceived by you, cunning woman..."
Ling Xuewei's vision went dark. When she regained consciousness, her wrist was grabbed! A familiar burning pain suddenly hit her!
She remembered the shackles that once bound her!
boom!
The whole body burned with divine fire flames, and the black blade stabbed the center of King Tianqu's eyebrows mercilessly!
Phew!
Blood, splatter!
"What a ruthless woman."
King Tianqu held the sword blade with his bare hands, and the sharp sword cut into his palm. Blood surged out like a fountain, but he seemed to have no feeling.
His eyes were cold and cruel.
"Drawing my attention just to save him? Unfortunately, your calculations were wrong."
His last voice is scary.
Ling Xuewei subconsciously looked in the direction of the spacecraft, only to find that Qingwu, who was supposed to have taken Qingwu into the small world, was still there!
How could this happen?
"Of course it's a sealing technique. When facing you, I naturally have to be prepared with both hands."
"You bastard..."
"You asked for it, woman."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Xuewei felt a strong dizziness coming over her!
"What's going on...what did you do?"
"It's just a little medicine, but it's not easy for you to get infected."
Ling Xuewei suddenly remembered the sandalwood scent she smelled before. Could it be...
But before she could dig into it, her vision went dark and she didn't know anything.
…
In a coma, Ling Xuewei felt like she was being fed something.
The warm, fishy-sweet liquid slid down her throat and into the pipe, making her feel nauseated.
She wanted to wake up, but her consciousness quickly fell into chaos.
The body seems to be stuck in a swamp, getting heavier and heavier...
Then came the fishy-sweet liquid again.
She struggled and refused, but her limbs were quickly clasped by a pair of cold hands, and the liquid was fed in without refusal.
Just like this, over and over again, I don’t know how many times.
She opened her eyes and found that she was soaked in a pool of blood!
Ling Xuewei took a breath of air and struggled, but her body was weak and weak. There seemed to be countless hands under her body pulling her down...
Gudonggudong.
She choked, and blood came out of her mouth and nose... The sticky and sweet smell made her gag!
Suddenly, a head emerged from the blood pool.
With a pale face, ferocious facial features, and blood constantly flowing out of her mouth and nose, she looked like a female ghost crawling out of hell!
What frightened her even more was that the woman's face was actually hers!
"ah!"
Ling Xuewei woke up from screaming!
When she came back to her senses, she found that the blood pool was gone, and the female ghost with the same face as her was also gone.
Ling Xuewei panted heavily and couldn't stop shaking.
"woke up?"
When a lazy and hoarse voice came, Ling Xuewei paused and slowly turned her head.
King Tianqu was sitting by the window, dressed in red, with a graceful posture, holding a wine cup and shaking it gently.
At this moment, he no longer had the overbearing evil spirit before, but instead seemed like a harmless young man from a well-known family.
There was a mask on the table in front of him.
There was moonlight falling from the window, shining on half of his face, and reflecting exactly in those pupils.
In an instant, Ling Xuewei seemed to see the color of his eyes change.
It seems to have turned silver.
"What's wrong?"
King Tianqu stood up and walked over. At that moment, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.
It seems like I have returned to the Buddha’s Imperial Palace when I was in China.
This familiar tone really made her feel a little dazed.
It made her seem to see... Di Qianjue.
It wasn't until her eyesight dimmed that Ling Xuewei suddenly came back to her senses!
Looking again, he met a pair of blue-gray eyes.
A feeling of suffocation came over me.
It's so cold that it feels like you're in an icy world.
Oh, she was really stunned, how could she think of Zhongzong as that person?
What is in front of me now is a monster, a monster with three souls.
Even he himself doesn't know who he is.
But she fell into the hands of this monster again.
"Where are my people?" Ling Xuewei asked.
"When you wake up, you don't care about yourself, but about others? Should I say that you are selfless? Or do you care about love and justice?"
King Tianqu sat on a soft chair one meter away from her, looking relaxed.
"Don't worry, he is very well. My people are taking care of him now. As for the kind of 'care', it depends on the respected ghost doctor." He showed an evil smile.
Ling Xuewei stared at him coldly for a long time and then said, "What do you want?"
"Actually, I also have a question to ask you." King Tianqu suddenly changed the subject, "Since you are afraid of me, why can you be so calm in front of me?"
The fists under Ling Xuewei's sleeves were slightly clenched.
"Oh, you're afraid of me, right?"
Although it was a question, King Tianqu's tone was affirmative.
"Why? You are obviously scared, but you have to pretend to be calm?"
King Tianqu suddenly leaned forward and approached Ling Xuewei, and a cold aura immediately enveloped her!
Ling Xuewei's body couldn't help but tense up, and her hairs stood on end.
"It's like... now, I'm obviously very scared, but I still make this expression..." King Tianqu's tone suddenly became confused, and he reached out his hand and touched her pale face.
"Don't you know? The more you behave like this, the more I have the urge to tear all your disguises to pieces..."
Ling Xuewei's cheek hurt, and her chin was twisted and raised. When she touched those demonic eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, her heart trembled.
She didn't know how pale her face was at this moment.
Yes, Ling Xuewei is indeed afraid of him.
She is afraid of this man.
Because she can't see through the other person.
He is a madman and a perverted devil.
He won't torture your body, he will only torture your spirit. He elegantly uses the most relaxed tone, saying and even doing things that make her shudder.
"The more afraid you are, the more calm you have to be. Ha, it's cute... you know? You are trembling now..."
King Tianqu gently approached Ling Xuewei's ear, as if he was speaking the most intimate words to his lover.
His breath hit her neck, like a devil's whisper.
"Don't be afraid, eh? I won't hurt you, how can I let it go? What I want... is your surrender, you know that, right? You are so smart..."
He affectionately tucked Ling Xuewei's scattered hair behind her ears, took out her clenched hands, and spread her clenched fingers one by one, revealing her palms that were pricked by nails.