Chapter 856

"Stop it

The scream came from Ling Jue. It was su Yin's voice.

So ling Jue's sword pauses a little, and at this moment, situ MingEn takes the opportunity to stab Ling Jue with a sword.

"Yi"

Golden blood splashed from Ling Jue's body and sprayed on situ MingEn's face.

Situ MingEn wiped it from his face with his fingertips. Seeing the golden blood, he couldn't help licking it, and immediately laughed.

"I can't believe that his Royal Highness's blood is sweet."

Ling Jue was pierced by the blood soul sword. His face did not change, but his heart was cold to the extreme.

He turned to look at Su Yin, who was stunned behind him, and didn't know what to say. The pain was hidden in his eyes, and Su Yin could not understand it.

Su Yin swallowed and said to situ MingEn: "don't fight, let him go."

Situ MingEn said with a smile: "OK, no more fighting, let him go!"

As he spoke, he pulled out his sword again, so ling Jue's blood gushed out again, and dyed his bloody Xiayi with a piece of gold.

Situ MingEn put away his walking stick and nodded to Ling Jue: "since ah Li has spoken, I will send it to his royal highness."

Ling Jue ignores situ MingEn from the beginning to the end and just looks at Su Yin. His eyes are hurt.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

What are you talking about?

She doesn't know anything.

Once she could be desperate to save him, but now, she saw that he was injured, but also a face of indifference.

Xuanqi protects Ling Jue behind him. Seeing that his back is bleeding, he grabs a hand and seals his wound with spirit power.

He said in a low voice, "please go. The Lord can't remember you any more. Just think... Nothing happened between you."

Where are you going?

He is looking for her in the sky and in the earth?

Ling Jue's heart is cut like a knife, and the glazed eyes are gloomy and heartbreaking at this time.

Su Yin felt guilty and did not dare to see Ling Jue.

Because if she didn't shout "stop", Ling would never be hurt.

However, she can't watch situ MingEn be killed by Ling Jue. His care for her is not fake.

For a long time, Ling Jue said in a trembling voice: "unparalleled, xun'er will be three years old in two days. She has been looking for her mother. Shall we go back and celebrate her birthday?"

"I'm not unique, and I don't know Xun er."

"Xun'er is our daughter. It doesn't matter if you don't remember. Come back to the demons with me. I'll make you think about it slowly."

"You're mistaken. I'm the emperor's concubine. How can I meet with you. Let's go. I'll let you go today, and not next time. "

"Matchless!" Ling Jue angrily grabbed Su Yin's hand, remembering the tears flashing, "will you come back to the demon family with me? Please

"Let go!" Su Yin shakes off Ling Jue's hand and raises his eyes to gouge him out. "They all say that I'm not unique. You hate me!"

"Ah Li, let's go in." Situ MingEn pulled Su Yin into his arms and gave Ling Jue a faint smile, "Your Highness, don't send it far away!"

With a wave of his hand, all the blood clan disappeared in a flash.

Ling Jue has been injured, which is not a threat to him. He can have enough time to layout and plan.

It's time to take advantage of Tianzu's liquor bags.

Situ MingEn takes Su Yin's hand and walks towards the bedroom hall. Ling Jue looks at it painfully, and his lips are trembling.

Xuanqi said to him, "please go..."

——Pop!

Before Xuanqi finished, Ling Jue raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "you fool, are you helping the tyrant?"

Xuanqi's face is tender. Ling Jue slaps her face and prints it. It's bright and hanging on her face.

His face was red, but he didn't say a word.

"Do you know what the blood clan is? They live by sucking human blood, and they spread very fast. They are blood demons. "

"I can't manage so much. As long as he doesn't hurt the Lord, he is a good man in my eyes."

Xuanqi glanced at lingjue and said, "you know what the Lord has done, don't you? If you were the Lord, how would you choose? "

This question left Ling absolutely speechless.

……

"Poof!"

In the temple of the demon clan, Ling Jue leaned against the soft collapse and vomited blood all over the place. He was angry.

This is to reverse the face of all living beings, at this time haggard like an abandoned dog.

——Yes, he came back from east Vietnam, very sad.

Fortunately, his sword wound was not in the key, and the magic doctor quickly bandaged it up. I couldn't help frowning at the sight of his spitting blood.

"My Lord, heart disease still needs heart medicine. Don't be angry any more. You and your Highness the ghost king have a bad relationship. If you break it, you can break it. "

Ling Jue raised his hand and waved: "go down, I will be quiet."

"Alas

The magic doctor shook his head and left the bedroom. Outside the door, Qi Linglong was waiting and asked in a low voice, "how is your injury?"

"The injury is not serious, but he is angry. I'm afraid it won't be better for a while."

"Oh, go down."

"Yes

After the magic doctor left, Qi Linglong gathered her hair, straightened her clothes, and walked in with small steps.

"Your honor, is the injury much better?" Qi Linglong stepped forward and saw a pool of blood in front of Ling Jue. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it. "I'm afraid I have to eat something good to make up for the blood. What would you like to eat, sir? I'll prepare it. "

Ling Jue said coldly: "go down!"

"... how can I rest assured that you have been injured? My Lord, when the empress was still alive, I often kneaded her shoulder and head. How about kneading it for you? "

After mentioning the devil, Ling Jue's attitude was better: "no, you go down."

"You are so stubborn."

Qi Linglong stood up, went to Ling Jue's back, pressed his head and rubbed his shoulder to relieve the pain caused by the sword injury.

It's really effective, so ling Jue didn't drive her away.

Maybe it's too haggard. Ling Jue kneaded it and felt a little confused. The pain on his body seems to ease a lot.

Qi Linglong leaned up to his ear and said, "please go to sleep. Linglong is with you."

Ling Jue called out subconsciously: "matchless..."

Qi Linglong's hand trembles, and the teeth suddenly matter. But in a moment, she slows down and continues to rub Ling Jue's head.

Watching him gradually fall asleep, frowning eyebrows also a little stretch, and then breathe evenly.

He fell asleep, and the sleeping position was enchanting.

Qi Linglong looks at it with five tastes in her heart. If this is her man, she will take care of her carefully.

Reluctant to hurt, reluctant to scold, reluctant to hate.

But what he loves is the woman who hurt him many times.

"What's the trouble with you? You've made yourself black and blue, but you still can't love it. My Lord, she is the one who drives you out of your wits. "

Qi Linglong's hand changed from pressing and rubbing to touching, and her fingertips followed Ling Jue's sharp and angular outline, lingering.

Her eyes fell on Ling Jue's pale and gray lips. After watching for a long time, she lowered her head and approached slowly.

Just when she was about to meet Ling Jue's lips, a milky voice came from the door: "aunt Linglong, don't kiss my father."