Twelve aristocrats

"It seems that I have to take action." A murderous look flashed in Fanyin Yichen's dark green eyes, just a thought, and blood came out from the corner of Fanyin Yichen's mouth, flowing down the corner of his mouth to his chin, looking extraordinarily enchanting , he opened his eyes wide, shocked: "Yan Ling!!"

"Chener..."

A handsome man in a beautiful pure white shirt appeared out of nowhere in the air, with a sharp chin and long silver hair glowing with lavender light, and those blue-purple eyes, Fanyin Yichen will never forget, this one with Sheng The same blood, the same hair color, the same eyes, and even the king of the noble blood clan with the same ability.

vip330

Everything about Sheng's envy is inherited from the noble king in front of him.

Sanskrit Yichen knelt down on one knee, pressed one hand on his chest, and pressed the other hand to the ground. In the so-called etiquette of the blood clan, he respectfully said: "King."

"Chen'er, I hope you don't mind Sheng'er's affairs, and let him make his own decision! Now is the time for me to test him. The future king must never be entangled by the private affairs of his sons and daughters." The beautiful man in white The words were earnest, and the blue-purple pupils revealed a trace of pain and bone-destroying coldness.

"Yes..." For the king's order, Yichen will never disobey, because he is absolutely loyal to the king.

After a while, a sigh-like sound left, and the king also left.

When An Xiaoruo left the castle, the originally sunny sky suddenly turned gray, even the sea of ​​flowers surrounding the castle turned into ashes, the road ahead was full of thorns, and the surrounding area was filled with terrible black air.

An Xiaoruo clenched her fists tightly, her lips were almost bleeding from the bite.

Are you trying to prevent me from leaving by making this place like this?

Fanyin Ransheng, I will definitely prove it to you, I will definitely leave here, and I will definitely win this bet.

No matter what was in front of her, An Xiaoruo rushed over unyieldingly. The thorns tore through her dress and even pierced her skin. The blood stained the white dress red.

A young man in white clothes was floating on the top of the castle. He just watched silently, without any emotion, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he didn't know what mood he was in now.

Is it distressed or pity?

"Is it worth treating yourself like this in order to leave here?" Fanyin Ran Sheng murmured.

"What? Are you distressed?" There was a familiar teasing voice in the air, a bloody rose fell, and a young man in red was also suspended beside him.

"Why are you still here?" Sheng was not surprised by his appearance, but just displeased.

"Just now, the king came." The long wine-red hair fluttered in the wind, and the dark sky was full of blackness, evil and seductive.

Sheng still said indifferently: "What is he here for?"

"Originally, I thought that if you really let that woman go, I would make a move. Who knows, the king didn't allow me to take care of it, and even hurt me. Tell me, how can you compensate me!" You There was a hint of playfulness in the green eyes.

----------------------- Li dividing line ------------------------ -----------------------

Sugar: Recommended recommended! !Tang went to make up classes in the afternoon! !So now I update the text! ! !