The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

After the soldier asked the question, he felt that what he had done was wrong, his throat tightened, and he was about to take back what he had just said, but when he looked over, Lian Lin's face was as motionless as a mountain, and there seemed to be a bit of smugness on that beautiful face. smile.

The soldier was secretly happy, and his dark face inevitably had a strange red color.

Gu Youyan hesitated to speak, "A Lin...it's not good..."

"Go." Lian Lin glanced lightly at the excited man, raised his arched eyebrows.

"I, I," the man wiped his clothes under the armor in a panic, before walking inside.

At this moment, a piercing cold light shot towards the lower half of the man.

The soldier practiced martial arts all year round, and when the new wind hit, he retreated subconsciously.

It's just that the sword carries internal force, pressing him tightly.

While staggering, the soldier's legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

The sword goes straight / between the man's legs!

Lian Lin's hand was drawn back, hanging in the hem of his clothes, and there was no expression on that face.

"A Lin, are you alright?" Gu Youyan felt that Lian Lin's state was very unstable, and if this continued, it might lead to a catastrophe.

The hem of the soldier's clothes blocked the tip of the sword, so people around couldn't see where the sword was inserted.

Looking at this obscure part, they all sweated for the soldiers.

If he accidentally cut it off, his life would be ruined.

A pool of pale yellow water slowly flowed out.

There was an unpleasant smell of urine in the air.

The soldier's face was terrified, his tall body limp into a ball, and he could only support his whole body with his two arms.

Lian Lin walked up to the soldier and drew the sword.

"Crackling—" the sword returned to Lian Lin's hand.

Lian Lin's hair came loose at some point, and the waist-length black hair was casually draped over his shoulders. The wind stroked the black hair lightly, covering his face somewhat with the hair.

The soldier was in a state of extreme fear. Looking up at Lian Lin like this, he felt that he saw the King of Hades in the Temple of Yama, bloodthirsty and murderous.

He kept backing away, carrying the water stains under his body for a long distance.

Suddenly, the corner of the mouth hidden under the black hair curled up into an obvious arc, "Why don't you go in? Hmm?"

Lian Lin's voice was as ethereal as his black hair blowing in the wind.

People around felt horrified when they heard it.

Gu Youyan couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled Lian Lin's arm, "A Lin, what do you need now?

need a rest. "

Lian Lin frowned slightly, his eyes were a little bored, he broke free from Gu Youyan's restraint, "Don't meddle in your own business."

"This subordinate dare not!" The soldier shouted hysterically: "This subordinate dare not! Please master, please forgive this subordinate!"

Gu Youyan said with a dark face: "Go down quickly!"

The soldier got the letter and retreated like hell.

The rest of the people looked at each other a few times, and lowered their heads not daring to look at Lian Lin.

"A Lin, what are you doing?" Gu Youyan said nicely, "This is not only torturing He Qing, but also torturing yourself."

Gu Youyan said as he pulled up Lian Lin's bloody hand, put it on his chest, and said sincerely, "Do you know how much I love you?"

Lian Lin's hands were very fair, and after being stained with blood, they became even more coquettish. Putting five fingers on Gu Youyan's chest like this, Gu Youyan's heart skipped a beat.

"Alin is not as good as us tonight..."

Lian Lin's gaze fell on the hand on Gu Youyan's chest, "You go back first, I have other things to do."

"You don't want to go to He Qing, do you?" Gu Youyan said with some anger, "You have been in the Jin Palace for a long time, can you even forgive your own father-killing enemy easily?"

"open!"

"I do not!"

"Master... my lord..." Seeing that the situation was not good, the soldiers at the side hurriedly bravely stepped forward to persuade him.

"Are you against me now?" A dangerous light flashed in Lian Lin's eyes, "You don't believe me?"

"I'm not with you..." Gu Youyan explained in a panic: "A Lin, you clearly know that I treat you..."

"Then leave me alone." Lian Lin said coldly, "You know, the thing I hate the most is when others control me."

"Go down!"

After Lian Lin finished speaking, he walked towards He Qing.

Gu Youyan stood where he was, and waited until Lian Lin disappeared from his sight before he came back to his senses.

He raised his hand to his side, and after a while he waved it and said, "Everyone go down..."

He Qing was thrown onto the small bed inside by several palace servants. The palace servants took out a bundle of thin iron chains from nowhere, and put the iron rings on He Qing's ankles.

When He Qing reacted, there was an extra iron ring on his foot, and he could even hear the sound of bones being ground.

He Qing: ... Isn't this playing with him?

The palace man let go of He Qing, but did not leave in a hurry, but stood on the ground and watched He Qing.

He Qing's throat choked, his ankle is broken now, let this

There are so many people here, don't you think they are overqualified?

He still wanted to hear the conversation between the protagonist Gong and Shou, but he pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but he couldn't hear anything.

The sound insulation here is really good.

He Qing was lying on the bed in a daze, thinking of Lian Lin's face, he couldn't help feeling a little bit more in his heart, he really liked him, but it's a pity that he was a villain and his health was not good, otherwise he would definitely...

While he was thinking wildly, a figure came in lightly.

The nape of He Qing's clothes was pulled, and he passively slid on the bed.

"You..." In front of him was Lian Lin, who was half-bent, his eyes half-closed, and his hands were tightly clutching the back of his neck.

He Qing's eyes are full of confusion and incomprehension: Now is the moment of victory, shouldn't you celebrate with the protagonist Gong now?

What are you doing here?Do you have to take advantage of the heat to clean him up?

He Qing struggled symbolically twice, and stared, "What are you doing here!"

Lian Lin looked deeply at He Qing's face, "Since Your Majesty doesn't like others to touch you, would you like me to touch you?"

This bed was originally an abandoned cot, and He Qing felt a little crowded lying on it alone. After Lian Lin came, He Qing couldn't even breathe freely, "No... I don't like it."

Lian Lin raised his chin at the palace servants beside him, and all the palace servants went down.

He Qing: Could it be that the protagonist Shou wants to do something else with him?

That bed is a bit small.

Will it not work?

The palace servants who had just left soon returned, holding several plates covered in red cloth in their hands.

Each plate has a hill-like curvature on it.

It looked like something was riding inside.

At this time, He Qing was grabbed by Lian Lin like a little chicken, and his eyes were fixed on Lian Lin's face in a daze.

"Lian Lin... I..."

At this moment, Lian Lin let go of He Qing.

He Qing's body softened and fell back onto the bed.

With a slight smile on Lian Lin's face, he walked over and lifted the red cloth, and picked up the bowl on the wooden plate.

He Qing: Are you going to poison me with medicine?

【Maybe. 】

He Qing: No matter what, first block the pain.

He Qing struggled and shrunk his body into the bed, several strong palace men stepped forward and held He Qing down, their hands rested on He Qing's shoulders, He Qing couldn't move at all.

He could only watch Lian Lin lift his chin and feed the bowl of dark water into his mouth.

"Um

……Well……"

He Qing twisted his body, resisting these unknown foreign objects.

"Don't...Gululu...don't...Lian Lin..."

After all the potions were fed into He Qing's mouth, Lian Lin withdrew his hand and put the medicine bowl back into the wooden tray.

The palace man got a look from Lian Lin and let go of He Qing. He Qing lost the support of the palace man and fell to the ground.

His eyes were fixed on Lian Lin, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't rest assured.

Then a burning feeling boiled from the tip of He Qing's heart.

It invaded his sanity all the way.

The strong pleasure made He Qing couldn't help but let out a sigh, "Mmm——"

This is such a ghost thing——He Qing felt his body was scorching hot, as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, he kept rubbing against the bed, tearing off his clothes.

He Qing roared in his heart: What is this?You will not forget to turn on the pain shielding function again, right? !

[Players stay safe, the system is testing——3——2——1——]

[Ding dong—the inspection is complete! 】

[Test results, the function is normal. 】

normal?

He Qing felt that he was very abnormal.

An intense feeling like a volcanic eruption exploded in his chest, He Qing held his heart and curled up into a ball, the uncontrollable feeling burned He Qing's body, he finally couldn't help it, "Mmm~"

"Your Majesty?" Lian Lin's voice sounded.

He Qing's hands were tightly drilled into fists.

He... he couldn't have been given aphrodisiac!