Chapter 365

It's yuelingyan. As early as the moment when the man in mid air waved his hand, he felt the breath of yuelingyan, so he didn't hesitate to catch her.

However, I didn't expect that she would become like this.

At this time, she closed her eyes and was unconscious. She was as weak as a gossamer. Her hospital clothes were torn and torn. Her skin was loose and covered with mottled marks. She smelled disgusting.

As long as you take a look, beimingchen will fully understand that yuelingyan has been violated.

How could she be like this?

Yesterday was fine. How did she become like this after only one night? He clenched a pair of fists, cold as snow eyes to see a pair of wings stretched in mid air blood month, eyes at the end of the fierce rising.

One side of the magic eyebrow micro movement, light looked at the North Ming Chen arms of the moon spirit smoke, then also understand everything, his bright red lips, evil spirit in the eyes across a touch of ridicule.

Then he raised his head and looked at the man in the air like beimingchen.

There was a dignified look in the dark eyes. The man had the blood of the blood demon family, but he didn't know how the disgusting woman provoked him.

It is said that the blood demon family, which feeds on blood, is a very fierce and violent race. Even the protoss dare not offend easily.

That obnoxious woman actually can come out alive from the blood demon hand, has not been sucked dry the blood to become a corpse, should say her life is big?

In the middle of the sky, the blood moon stands in the air, a pair of sharp black wings spread out, on the huge wings, there are bright and strange blood patterns in full bloom.

He was surrounded by a thick layer of black air. In the black air, countless black bats were flying back and forth. The sharp and numbing calls from the mouths of those bats made him look more strange.

A pair of blood red eyes light no wave, looking at the northern night Chen, is still a god looking at all living beings, no joy no sorrow, but also no pity.

The black lips like ink opened, and the blood moon's voice said strangely and coldly, "beimingchen, our Lord asked me to convey you. If you dare to move our little Lord, he will make you pay a heavy price. This is just a little lesson for you. He won't let you go so easily."

XueYue's simple words make beimingchen understand everything in an instant. The green tendons on his forehead move, and the ferocious blood color crosses his eyes.

Long Zixuan, it's him. It's him who made Lingyan so harmful.

That man really deserves to be famous for his ruthlessness and determination. It's all about what he did with illusion and Lingyan. But he actually involved Lingyan. What kind of man is he?

"Long Zixuan, you should die..."

North Ming Chen teeth bite of cackle ring, a pair of blood red eyes are about to red beyond the blood month, about to drop blood general, he waved, a large God line flowing lightning crackling toward the blood month, quite a power of destruction.

XueYue's face didn't change. His huge wings moved and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Even the black air and bats around him disappeared together.

The mid air restored tranquility, in the courtyard, only on the body of North dark night Chen about to pour nest to burst out of rage.

The magic brow moved, and stepped closer to him. A pair of evil and gloomy eyes fell on yuelingyan, and the voice was unidentified. "Beimingchen, longzixuan is clearly retaliating against you. Are you going to let it go?"

Beimingchen didn't seem to hear what he said. His whole body's anger was gradually suppressed. He stretched out his hand to take off his robe, covered yuelingyan's body, picked her up, and turned to walk towards the room.

Magic lips hook hook, raised the pace to follow up.

He walked to beimingchen and said in a sarcastic voice, "beimingchen, this girl has come to such a stage because of you. If you don't take revenge for her, can you be a man?"

Beimingchen still did not speak, he strode to the bedside, put the moon spirit smoke on the bed, and then opened the quilt, covered for her.

However, yuelingyan suddenly fell into a dream and struggled to scream on the bed, "don't, don't come here, roll, roll for me, don't touch me..."

She screamed bitterly, two lines of tears in her closed eyes, her arms waving in the air, her face as white as white paper.

Beimingchen stands beside the bed, a pair of dark eyes as if the boundless abyss quietly looking at her, the bottom of the eyes, emerge a touch of light guilt.

He's really her disaster. Since I knew him, she has suffered a lot. I'm afraid she can't pay off all her life.

However, this time, he must get it back for her. She suffered all the pain. He wants to get it back for her ten times and a hundred times.

Long Zixuan, he will never let him go; beimingchen's fists are tightly squeezed, and the veins on the back of his hand are beating forcefully.

"Wang Ye..."The familiar voice rang out, and beimingchen turned his head, and saw the night wind standing at the door, pale face, haggard face, a look of escape.

Beimingchen turns to see the moon spirit smoke on the bed, which is still in a nightmare. Suddenly, a bad premonition rises in his heart. His brow bone jumps a few times fiercely, turns his head and purses his lips to see the night wind.

"Night wind, why are you here?"

His voice is still surprisingly calm, calm even fantasy feel strange, a pair of eyes looking at him closely, seems to explore what.

The night breeze raises the pace to walk in, the knee bends, clatters one knee kneels in front of the North night Chen, his head droops very low, the long eyelash covers all emotions of his fundus.

"Wang Ye, his subordinates are incompetent. Chen Wang Fu has been washed by people and blood."

He clenched his lips, uttered a short sentence in a voice of great grief, and his low voice was stained with great hatred and pain.

That fire, as if to now also clear jump in front of him, night wind double fists pinch tightly, for the first time in his life, rise this kind of deep hatred.

Beimingchen clenched his fist and closed his eyes. He raised his head and took a deep breath. The ferocity of the moment on his beautiful face calmed down, and only his chest was still fluctuating violently.

He opened his eyes and looked at the night wind, as if the eyes of the boundless abyss were dark and deep, and he could not see the slightest light. He bit his lip and said firmly in a cold voice, "it was made by the Dragon Zixuan."

The night wind kneeling on one knee nodded heavily, and said in a sad low voice, "yes, Lord, it's the dark night and the phantom under his command. Besides his subordinates, there are not half of the 320 bodyguards who have been slaughtered."