King's Sacrificial Queen

Death Ye's words seemed to come from the deep Shura hell, Xiao Ling's body trembled, and then he silently turned his head to look at the magic circle that Death Ye opened.There are strange rocks there, and there are some bones of wild animals around, but the river is still clear.

Curled up, Xiao Ling crawled over as stooped as possible.

Now he doesn't have the strength to stand up at all, let alone in front of Death Ye, he dare not stand up at all!

Dead Ye kicked it just now, and now his chest is still aching, and his weak body has no strength.

With both hands barely supporting his body, he can move. Every movement of his legs will cause heart-piercing pain. You have to be careful even when you breathe, otherwise you will affect the wound on your body. Some places are still oozing blood. Yin Hong's body is flooding With an attractive color.

Xing Ye sat on the chair, watching Xiao Ling slowly crawling over with great interest.In his eyes, Xiao Ling deserved all of this!

Reluctantly crawling outside, Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to stay or turn back, and slowly squirmed towards the river bank.

The river water is bone-chillingly cold, and when your fingers touch the surface of the water, you feel like you are in winter.

There is no season here at all, there will be no snow, and there will be no sunshine. Everything is growing meaninglessly like this. The underworld has always been so lifeless.

Although the river was piercing to the bone, Xiaoling endured the pain and stretched his legs into the river. The bone-chilling coolness made Xiaoling miss the clear river water, so warm when he was in the cabin!

Holding his forehead with one hand, he watched Xiaoling take a bath like this. His thin body seemed to fall down at any time, but the little man didn't even turn his head back. Even if he turned around and begged, maybe he would let go. over him.

Will you really let him go?

Realizing this problem, Xing Ye's playful eyes became a little serious, and he looked at Xiaoling's weak body nakedly, and carefully considered this problem.

If the little man turned his head, even if it was just pleading with his eyes, would he let him go?

Dead Night doesn’t know, really doesn’t know?????

Maybe I will soften my heart and let him go, maybe I will be hardened when I think of those soldiers who died because of Qingmang. In short, there are too many possibilities, and these possibilities no longer exist between them?????

When the whole body entered the water, Xiaoling's nerves were completely stretched, and his body was so numb that he couldn't feel much pain, but he still insisted on scrubbing all the wounds on his body under the watchful eye of Xingye. Even the bottom was quite painful. When he barely crawled out of the river, his body was flushed and he was so trembling that he couldn't move at all.

My whole body is in pain, my fingers can no longer feel the bone-chilling coolness, some are just slightly numb, and sometimes Xiao Ling thinks, how far does it take for him to be disgusted by the dead night?

Now he is close to being disabled!

His heart was bleeding, but he still insisted on staggering into the bedroom of the dead night, kneeling at the place where he rested at first, Xiaoling lowered his head, and his wet hair stuck to his cheek, which made people very uncomfortable and cold. The water will still flow down, all of this is only because of the "sex" of the dead night!

Stepping up to Xiao Ling's side, squatting down slightly, grabbing Xiao Ling's jaw roughly, seeing the blush on Xiao Ling's face, Xing Ye smiled cruelly——

"Even if you look like this, you won't get any sympathy from me!"

After yelling, he picked up Xiaoling's whole body and threw him on the bed.It made a thick, ordinary sound.

Xiao Ling gritted his teeth, endured the pain that was constantly stacking up, and watched in fear that Death Ye's boots were slowly approaching.

When Dead Ye approached, the battle robe on his body disappeared under the drive of his thoughts, revealing his strong body.

Pressing on Xiao Ling's body, ignoring the inflamed wounds, he grabbed Xiao Ling's waist, taking advantage of the slight coolness, Xing Ye's huge body pushed forward, although Xiao Ling bit his lip, he still let out a breath from his nose. He groaned in pain.

Dead Ye doesn't care about Xiao Ling's feelings at all, now he just wants to vent!

The people under him betrayed him, and it was right to be treated like this——

This idea has been firmly occupying Dead Ye's mind, and the frenzied thrusting made Xiao Ling fall into a coma very quickly.But like this, Dead Ye still never let him go, grabbing his body and forcing him to follow his movements.

As long as the shaking body let go of the hand, it will immediately fall down.The number of wounds on the body continued to increase, and the places where the bleeding was oozing became more and more serious.

After venting, Dead Ye let go of his hand, and casually threw Xiao Ling's body on the edge of the bed, and he could be pushed down with just a little force.

Even though he thought about it, seeing the bruises on Xiao Ling's body, Xing Ye's heart twitched uncontrollably, and finally he leaned against the head of the bed not to look at him.

Xiao Ling was crying, shedding tears, and in his coma, he showed a side that would never be revealed in front of others, cowardly, helpless, painful????

"Don't, hurt me????? I was wrong????? I won't do it again...don't hit me????? don't hurt me...?"

Sleepy Xiao Ling kept repeating a few words, his face was all wet, he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, his eyes were red, his hands were tightly clutching the bedding under him, and his body unconsciously kept curled up , as if afraid of being beaten!

Do you still remember that little people looked like this before?????

before?

Thinking back to the past, the little man's clear eyes, his non-disputing and non-provoking character, he endured everything silently, even if he was used as a substitute, he was pressed under him, he never begged for anything, and he would be like this when he was confused, constantly Repeatedly don't hurt me.

At that time, the little man would be scared when he saw him. How long did it take him to get the little man used to being by his side?

But now, I am the one who pulls everything back to the starting point, the little man is still that little man, the little guy who will be afraid when he sees himself, but now, he has become so cruel, to him?????

"If you say it's not you, even if it's just a sentence, I believe it, why don't you justify? Or, did you really do it?????"

Caressing the little man's body, Xing Ye was talking softly to himself, suddenly noticed what he was doing, and suddenly withdrew his hand, but that hand was still lingering on the temperature of the little man's body.

A touch of cold????

It was as if he had just walked out of winter, and the tears on his face, when he was not paying attention, his fingers had gently wiped them away?????