Chapter 475: The End of the Night Before the Negotiations
The woman trembled all over when she heard this, but she didn't move. Yang Yanrong snorted coldly, raised her right hand and pinched her chin. The moment the two of them touched each other, a trace of cool and smooth feeling was transmitted to her fingers.
The sharpness made Yang Yanrong feel swayed. At the same time, he couldn't help but be amazed. Such skin as super silk is really rare! I just don't know how people look!
"Let her go, bastard!"
"Dog Emperor, let her go!"
Yang Yanrong's actions angered the women around him and they started to scold them. Yang Yanrong snorted, turned his head, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Shut up, Zhao Hu, who dares to talk more anymore.
Yes, drag it out for me to let the brothers taste it!"
As soon as he said these harsh words, the women stopped talking and dared not say anything again. However, their eyes were staring at Yang Yanrong with resentment. If their eyes could kill people, Yang Yanrong would be full of holes at this time.
It's right.
Yang Yanrong turned his head and exerted his fingers slightly. The woman groaned and raised her head unwillingly, but she twisted her head halfway. Obviously, she didn't want to see the dog in front of her.
The emperor's face.
Yang Yanrong was stunned. This woman looked like she was in her thirties, but she seemed to be in her early twenties. She looked hazy and very unclear. Yang Yanrong was surprised. Could this be what she called
A peerless beauty who is smiling at the city, and then a smile on the country? Standing beside her, she feels dazed. Although she is in trouble at this time, it is still hard to see half of her beautiful and elegant face.
The fireworks of silk.
Extending his left hand, Yang Yanrong stroked half of her cheek and sighed: "What a stunning beauty!"
"Take your dirty hands away and don't touch me!" the woman said coldly.
Yang Yanrong smiled, withdrew his hand, and sneered: "Do you know who I am? Do you dare to talk to me like this? Don't think that you are a little more beautiful. I, Yang Yanrong, have to be kind to you. Wrong, wrong, make you angry.
I am not afraid of me, Emperor, I am still afraid of you? You must know that your life is in my hands. As long as I give you an order, you will have your head to the ground."
The woman sneered and said lightly: "If you want to kill and cut, you will be punished!"
Yang Yanrong felt angry in his heart, and squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Are you really not afraid?"
"Hmph!" The woman shook her head and slowly closed her eyelids, and she was too lazy to look at Yang Yanrong even with just a glance.
Yang Yanrong laughed and waved his hand torn the tied rope on the woman's body, Gu was so angry that he pulled the corner of her clothes on her shoulders and walked out.
"Bastard, what do you want to do!" The woman was anxious and angry, raising her fist and hit Yang Yanrong's chest hard. Although this force was extremely strong, it was directly ignored for Yang Yanrong. At the same time, Yang Yanrong also
He was very curious. Judging from this force, this woman's martial arts skills were not weak, at least she was a master of Su Yunqing's level. Unfortunately, when she met the monster Yang Yanrong, she was destined to be eaten by him.
The woman was also shocked. She didn't expect that Yang Yanrong would be like a ok person if she had enough internal strength.
"Aren't you afraid of death? I'll take you to die now!" Yang Yanrong said without looking back. The woman immediately stopped struggling and shut her mouth obediently. Haha, can she finally die? That woman
A hint of liberation suddenly emerged in my heart. It would be better if I die, so I would avoid staying in the world and harming others.
Yang Yanrong ran out of the door with the extremely quiet woman, and the people around him felt a light breeze blowing, and the figures of the two disappeared from afar.
This run ran more than ten miles away, and took advantage of the night to arrive at the small building where Liu Shengnan lived. However, due to the long absence of people, the small building was covered with dust.
Yang Yanrong's eyes, who looked at the night as the day, could see clearly. When he spread his sleeves, he waved his robe. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, wiping the dust accumulated on the bamboos cleanly. If it had just been wiped,
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Only now did the woman realize something was wrong and shouted: "Yang Yanrong, what do you want to do?"
Yang Yanrong grinned, threw it on the bed, pinched her mouth, and said coldly: "What do I want to do? Haha, of course I want to take revenge! Murong Fu beat my sister so hard that she lost her ears.
I was almost raped by that bastard. Let me tell you the truth. None of your Murong family’s women can escape. I will give them all to the soldiers and ask them to take revenge on me. You are pretty,
You should have a considerable status in the Murong family, and you are the first one I took revenge."
The woman was shocked and shook her head desperately, her eyes full of begging. Her hands and feet kept kicking, trying to get rid of Yang Yanrong's control, but with her strength, how could she escape?
"This is revenge!" Yang Yanrong put his head on the woman's ear and said this softly. Then he stretched out his hand, took off the lotus shoes on her feet, and took the jade feet.
Yunsuits also pulled them down and stuffed them into her mouth. Regardless of her desperate struggle, she pressed them hard...
The night slowly faded away its color without realizing it. The sobbing autumn wind swept across the windowsill. Amid the rumbling waterfall falling from the mountain, a woman's helpless sorrow scream was intermittent.
Ring.
Until the morning of the next day, when the sun's light shone again on the earth, Yang Yanrong groaned, thrust a few times quickly, and sprayed the hot essence in his body into the woman's body. It seemed as if he felt it.
It seemed like something, the woman raised her head high, twisted her body irregularly for a few times, and two lines of clear tears flowed out from her desperate face again.
Yang Yanrong put the clothes scattered on the ground randomly on her body, walked to the window and took a deep breath, then returned to the bed, lying there without saying anything and moving all over.
The woman hugged her in her arms and said coldly: "You should know my ability. If you dare to commit suicide, I will bring them to you for burial. No, you have to use your nine tribes to accompany you!"
After saying that, she pulled out the cloud socks that had been bitten in her mouth.
"Huh! You devil! Let me die!" The woman took a deep breath, looked at Yang Yanrong with hatred, and said sadly: "Why don't you let me die! Why?"
"Because!" Yang Yanrong smiled coldly and said coldly: "You are my woman now. Without my permission, you will not die!"