Even if Nangong Lin guessed all this, she felt different when she heard Yan Xiaoxi say it. Her recognition officially confirmed the relationship between the two.

He had no entanglement with her and was cut off.

"Yan Xiaoxi, from now on, you are no longer my princess of Nangong Lin." Nangong Lin took out a dagger from his body and cut off the robe on his arm.

"As you wish." Yan Xiaoxi closed her eyes. This step would be the expected result. She had guessed it for a long time.

Nangong Lin, I'm sorry. Forgive her cruelty, forgive her lies, and forgive her for pushing you away.

As long as you live well, she will be satisfied.

"Yan Xiaoxi, do you think the king will let you go easily?" Nangong Lin stretched out his hand and pulled. Yan Xiaoxi's center of gravity was unstable and fell on the bed.

"What are you going to do? Let go of me." Yan Xiaoxi's eyes were full of horror. He didn't know what he would face next.

"Are you afraid now? Why didn't you expect such a result when you deceived the king." Nangong Lin mercilessly tore Yan Xiaoxi's clothes, and then his angry kiss fell down. His strength was great, he lost his previous tenderness and love, and his hands firmly imprisoned Yan Xiaoxi's hands, making her unable to move. The two had done this for countless times, He even her sensitive parts.

Slowly, step by step, Yan Xiaoxi's body trembled and his scalp became numb. He shouted, "Nangong Lin, loosen me and don't touch me."

She knew that Nangong Lin was intentional and chose to torture her in this way, which aroused her reaction and refused to take the last step.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you. The withered flowers and willows don't deserve the king's love." Nangong Lin deliberately blew in Yan Xiaoxi's ear, which made her itchy and uncomfortable.

Yan Xiaoxi looked at Nangong angrily and shouted, "kill me."

"Don't you think I won't? Or do you think I love you? Don't dream, Yan Xiaoxi. You say to me that even the prostitutes in the brothel are inferior to me, and I will make your life worse than death." Nangong Lin said word by word, as if Yan Xiaoxi's death ten times is not enough to vent his hatred.

"Then you come, I'll wait." Yan Xiaoxi bit his lip and looked like death at home.

"I will kill you, but not now. Death is a relief for you. King Yan Xiaoxi wants you to see the consequences of offending me." Nangong Lin has always been cruel, otherwise he would not have this status today.

It is said that he once killed a partner who grew up together, because he betrayed himself, showed no mercy and did not scruple for many years.

"Nangong Lin, you are a pervert." Yan Xiaoxi shouted hysterically, but her heart was calm.

She saw with her own eyes how she turned Nangong Lin, who was like her life, into the devil in front of her. In contrast, she seemed more terrible.

Yan Xiaoxi smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth and asked, "do you choose to prove your existence in this way because you can't get me?"

Her purpose is to annoy Nangong Lin and ask him not to forgive her all his life.

"The king has got you." Nangong Lin refers to Yan Xiaoxi's body.

Yan Xiaoxi nodded and said, "my heart will always belong to master. I will never fall in love with you, a selfish and unreasonable man."

"Shut up." Nangong Lin blocked Yan Xiaoxi's lips with a kiss.

In order to resist, Yan Xiaoxi bit Nangong Lin's mouth and mixed blood. They were tightly intertwined. Anyway, Nangong Lin didn't hold Yan Xiaoxi's head tightly. At this moment, he forgot his disgust in his heart. There was only one idea in his mind. He would feel very happy to get her and force her to do what she didn't want to do.

Without warning, without any prelude, she took the last step, and she belonged to him again.

Yan Xiaoxi felt that none of his skin was finished. There were blue and purple everywhere. The man's arrogant appearance made people tremble. She didn't want to experience such pain again.

"Go away." Yan Xiaoxi desperately wanted to push away, but he couldn't resist the powerful power of Nangong Lin.

It hurts. It really hurts.

Heart, body, everywhere in pain.

Looking at Yan Xiaoxi's painful appearance, Nangong Lin's heart is really happy.

"Nangong Lin, I'm going to kill you." Yan Xiaoxi glared at Nangong Lin angrily and said.

"You can't kill me." Nangong Lin is full of confidence. Yan Xiaoxi's martial arts are good, but not as high as him. He is definitely not his opponent.

"You let go of me." Yan Xiaoxi said in despair. A drop of crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"You don't have any qualification to negotiate with Wang, and he won't believe what you say." Nangong Lin intensified his efforts and tortured Yan Xiaoxi desperately.

Yan Xiaoxi pretended to be painful on the surface, but he silently endured everything in his heart. He was right to be angry, angry and crazy. It was better to torture her than to bear the pain of losing her at that time.

Nangong Lin was finally disappointed with him and gave up. It's good.

"Does Nangong Lin know why I can't fall in love with you?" Yan Xiaoxi suddenly asked, arousing Nangong Lin's curiosity.

"Say." he pinched Yan Xiaoxi's neck and forced her.

"Because you don't know love, if I say I don't love you, I'm equal to death. This is not love, you know? It's possession." Yan Xiaoxi knows that it's useless to say anything now. If she hadn't promised her master, she could have been bent on dying, continued to annoy him, and finally relieved.

She was afraid, afraid of losing, and would really tell Nangong Lin everything.

If Nangong Lin knew she was forced to death, she would collapse and make her have to change her painting style.

"Yan Xiaoxi, you can only use this king to talk about love?" Nangong Lin looked at Yan Xiaoxi sarcastically and understood her attention.

Yan Xiaoxi smiled faintly and said, "my heart is not made of iron. I see and remember your kindness to me. However, I always remind myself that I can't fall in love with you and try my best to suppress my feelings."

"You mean to say that you love Ben Wang, but you love an Junyi more. Yan Xiaoxi, where are your intelligence and strength? What you say conflicts with yourself?" Nangong Lin has no expectation for Yan Xiaoxi. Naturally, she won't be deceived.

"You really don't love me. You don't believe what I said so soon." a self mocking smile appeared at the corner of Yan Xiaoxi's mouth.

Nangong Lin pushed Yan Xiaoxi away. He didn't want to look at her. Even if he was tortured or hurt, it would be worse for her to live than die. His heart had already been taken away by her and was scarred. He just wanted to leave her with such an excuse. What a stupid idea.

"I will never be soft hearted when I see you." then Nangong Lin put on his clothes and left. He really couldn't let him kill Yan Xiaoxi. Even if he hated Yan Xiaoxi to the bone, he still couldn't kill her himself.

In this life, he killed countless people. He was cruel and merciful. He showed mercy to the enemy, but he was soft hearted to Yan Xiaoxi and finally let her go.