Every world I die young

"Pfft-"

What responded to him was the sound of the sharp golden hairpin piercing into the flesh. It was dull and decisive. Yu Zhuochen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked down at him in disbelief.

The tail of the hairpin tightly held by his hands was carved into a lifelike phoenix head shape, and his golden eyes were stained red with blood, staring at Yu Zhuochen with a stern and decisive light.

Yu Zhuochen's hands trembled slightly. At this moment, a lot of details came to his mind inexplicably. He remembered that when he visited the hall before, the whole hairpin was very long and thick. He was afraid that he would commit suicide, and the tip was deliberately blunt. .

but……

Yu Zhuochen turned his eyes numbly, and suddenly wanted to cover his face and cry bitterly, but he was just silent and almost terribly silent, his eyes were dark, without a trace of emotion.

Mo Yinglan raised her head high, like a swan with a folded neck, the white neck was covered with blood, and the red wedding dress was dyed as hot as fire, which was the blazing intensity of life that was about to be burnt to ashes.

His eyes were very calm and peaceful, his blood-stained hands were so stiff that he couldn't move, the blood was draining little by little, and the color in his eyes was getting lighter and weaker.

Yu Zhuochen knelt down on the bed slowly, his snow-white long hair was blood-stained at the end, with a tragic color, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, and he stretched out his hand violently to split his stiff and numb eyes. There was only a click on the arm, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly visible.

"Um……"

The person under him groaned in pain, but Yu Zhuochen turned a deaf ear to it, his eyes were indifferent and terrifying, his slender, white fingers brushed across his miserable cheek, and then gently pinched the tail of the hairpin, pulling it out bit by bit. There is no trace of brilliance in the eyes.

"You want to die?"

"Oh, without the consent of the deity, you can't die even if you want to, even if you die, don't even try to escape. I will refine your corpse into a corpse puppet and seal your soul in the corpse so that you will never be able to escape. Out of the palm of my hand, life after life, you will bow your head and submit to me..."

His tone was gloomy like the whisper of a devil in hell, and the devil's energy roared out of his body, raging rampantly in the exquisitely furnished bridal chamber, and finally poured all of it into the hideous blood hole on the neck of the man below him.

"what--"

Mo Yinglan only felt that her body and even her entire soul seemed to be torn apart by the majestic devil energy, and her whole body trembled and convulsed almost uncontrollably.

For a moment, he even vaguely felt the heart-piercing pain, and the system disappeared without warning.

Yu Zhuochen's pale face became even uglier, and the devilish energy all over his body was poured into his body as if he didn't want money. Mo Yinglan's body tempered with spiritual energy since childhood immediately began to protest, and bloodstains continued to crack on his fair skin. Forcibly repaired by the magic energy, the condition in the body is even more serious, especially the meridians that have been broken inch by inch.

The repeated torment, the blood on the bed is flowing more and more, Yu Zhuochen even feels that the blood on his body has been drained, the pain is still endless, Mo Yinglan's pale face is distorted by the unbearable pain, his eyes are empty, and his fingers are dead Holding the bed sheet, the veins popped out.

Yu Zhuochen's pupils moved slightly, and the movements of his hands subconsciously slowed down, as if he couldn't bear it, but only for a moment, the infusion of demonic energy became more and more violent.

I don't know how long it took before the pain subsided slowly. Big drops of cold sweat dripped down Yu Zhuochen's forehead along his temples, his lips were pale and chapped, his expression was calm, but his eyes were silent and cold.

"Don't leave me, don't even think about leaving me..."

The extremely hoarse voice sounded slowly, with faint crying and pleading, he said, "I can give you everything I have, please, don't leave me, okay?"

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is +10, and the current favorability value is 92 points. 】