King's Sacrificial Queen

Sitting there alone, Xiao Ling never thought that Dead Ye would appear in front of him so soon, especially when the other party was still standing in front of him alive.

Xiao Ling is very relieved, really, the only person in this world who still has a relationship with him is Dead Ye!That's why he sincerely prayed for the safety of Dead Night!

Holding the small stone tightly in his hand, Xiao Ling stood up trembling slightly, facing the sinister eyes of Xing Ye, Xiao Ling's heart was trembling.

The moment he left with the shadow guard, he knew that the relationship between them was no longer the pure relationship they had at the beginning. Now, he has truly become a slave at the foot of Dead Night!

Still a slave hated by Dead Night!

Xiao Ling's trembling was not taken into consideration by Dead Ye at all, but he just watched Xiao Ling staggering out indifferently, standing in front of him, lowering his head, clasping his hands tightly, with a look of panic.

Noticing Xiao Ling's pale face, Xing Ye sneered, seemingly indifferent.

"Could it be that at this time you are praying to use this appearance to win my sympathy? Or, do you think your body is so hard for me to let go?"

Dead Ye's tone was very hurtful, Xiao Ling had never thought about it that way, but in Dead Ye's eyes, he was just so unbearable.

Seeing him lowering his head, Dead Ye's eyes became even more indifferent, because his silence seemed to be acquiescing to everything!

He was holding something tightly in his hands, and dead night was full of anger, and he grabbed Xiao Ling's arm. The painful Xiao Ling turned pale and broke out in cold sweat, but he kept biting his lips and dared not make a sound.

But unfortunately, Xing Ye refused to let him go like this at all, and knocked off the small golden stone in his hand. Seeing the small stone, Xing Ye's eyes froze for a moment, and then narrowed dangerously again.

"What? Don't you think I'm going to let you off the hook for the past? Now that you've done it, you have to be brave enough to take it on. Do you think I'll just let it go? Or, do you think you're Is the position in my heart so important? A slave?"

In the end, Dead Ye deliberately bit down on the word slave, and slapped Xiao Ling on the face, making Xiao Ling's entire cheek red, and the corners of his lips were still bleeding when lying on the ground.

But he was still very unwilling to give up and wanted to reach out and grab the small stone, which was the only thing that Dead Ye gave him!

Seeing Xiaoling desperately wanting that little stone, the corner of Death Ye's lips curled into a sad smile, he raised his combat boots slightly, and stomped that little stone into powder!

Seeing her beloved little stone being trampled into pieces, all Xiao Ling's hopes were shattered!

That was his last resort!

But now, it's gone!

In the end, he came empty-handed, and finally, he stayed empty-handed!

Nothing, never owned?????

Even dead night's favor was nothing more than an accident, the beginning of a conspiracy. . . . . .

Withdrawing his hand, Xiao Ling's heart was bleeding, but he never dared to show it, kneeling down in front of Dead Ye, waiting for Dead Ye's final judgment.

Seeing Xiao Ling like this, Dead Ye's last prayer that Xiao Ling could justify was shattered.

With a sneer, he grabbed Xiaoling's bright red dress on his chest, picked up Xiaoling's weak body, forced Xiaoling's eyes to stay on him, and gave Xiaoling the final sentence with a sneer:

"Since you don't want to be a queen, then just be a bed slave. You are born to be fucked by others!"

With a gust of cold wind, Dead Ye took Xiao Ling and disappeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared in Dead Ye's bedroom.

At the beginning, the place was arranged in a prosperous manner, but now the smell of blood is indeed permeating.

Before Xiao Ling could see the changes in his surroundings clearly, he was thrown onto the bed by Xing Ye, who tore off all the clothes on Xiao Ling without mercy, revealing his bony body inside.

Although Dead Ye always insulted Xiao Ling, seeing Xiao Ling's body in front of him made him very hungry.

There was an immediate reaction in the crotch, and it was still irresistible to want to vent.

He casually threw away his blood-stained armor, grabbed Xiaoling's long hair, forced him to bend his body, and rushed in without any warning!

Although Xiaoling's body was already used to the brutality of Dead Ye, his weakness and sickness for many days made him completely unable to bear such rough treatment from Dead Ye, not to mention their current situation.

In the last moment, they almost worshiped the world, but in the next moment, they became like this!

Xiao Ling didn't know why God arranged this way, maybe he was destined not to be needed.

So God is very fair, let him be needed, but in this way!

He has never hated anything, never complained about anything, but God has not given him any mercy, his life is doomed to be full of disasters, even a sweet word is nothing but a charity when the dead night is in a good mood !

In the end, he still has only this ending!

Resisting dead night's violent collision and counter attack, Xiao Ling buried his face in the red bedding, secretly shedding tears but no one noticed.

He has never shed tears in his life, but this time, he cried, did he really cry?????

Clutching the quilt with both hands, silently bearing the treatment of Death Ye, his body was used by Death Ye as a tool to vent, and Xiao Ling never asked why!

Perhaps in his impression, why this sentence is a precursor to being beaten.

So he never asks, he just does what he does and bears it silently. The abuse for more than ten years has made him develop a character that won't ask, especially when facing the dead night.

He didn't know how Dead Ye would answer after asking this sentence.

Grabbing the collar around Xiao Ling's neck, using him as a tool to satisfy his own desires, ignoring Xiao Ling's trembling body, hitting him violently, especially when he saw that long hair, he angrily directly threw The long hair was ripped off one by one!

Enduring great pain, Xiao Ling never begged.

The lower lip had been bitten off, and blood was dripping on the bedding, as if his heart was dripping blood constantly!

"It's been a long time since I fucked you, have you been hungry for a long time? Eh? Or did you find someone else when I was away?"

Dead Ye is mocking Xiao Ling.From the beginning to the end, Xiao Ling's lower body never had any reaction.

The body doesn't have any strength at all to withstand the impact of Death Ye, and it is only because of Death Ye grabbing his collar that he can barely continue to maintain this posture, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago!

It's a pity that all this can't be exchanged for a pitiful look from Dead Ye!