Scholar Who Walks the Night

The dazed Mingxi felt someone patting his cheek, and woke up slowly, and suddenly found a tall ghost standing beside the couch, with a dark and dark floral dragon silk robe with his front open, revealing his white and strong chest, The jade face, as beautiful as a poppy, was dyed with charming colors, and the phoenix eyes that stared at her were overflowing. Mingxi sat up hurriedly in horror, turned over, hugged her fragrant shoulders and pressed back on the couch, placing her legs on the couch. Mingxi sat on her hips and hips, and directly tore her clothes with his hands.

"Don't do this, please, don't do this..." Mingxi trembled, clutching the torn and deformed skirt with all her strength, crying and begging.

The ghost frowned impatiently and grabbed her two wrists with a little force, and the wrists were dislocated and fell powerlessly to the side. Mingxi screamed in pain again and again, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

She no longer has the ability to resist, and can only let herself be mermaid. When all the clothing covering her body was peeled off and her fat legs were lifted horizontally, she choked up and whispered, "Brother Shenglie, help me..."

Jin Shenglie, who was outside the door, had tears all over his face. The shaking of the bed, the man's deep panting, Mingxi's indistinct cries and suppressed groans, all stabbed at his heart like sharp knives, twisting his heart. The raw pain.

When the phrase "Brother Shenglie...help me..." came to his ears, Shenglie's heart shrank violently, almost suffocating

I don't know how long it took her, but the ghost finally stopped, lifted Mingxi's dislocated wrist, and reattached it.

Ming Xi didn't have the strength to cry anymore, she barely sat up, her wrist hurt so badly, she didn't care about it, she just wanted to quickly put on clothes to cover her body.

Before he could buckle the hibiscus-colored Chiguli with shaking hands, he was dragged off the couch by the ghost, dragged into his arms and dragged towards the door.

Jin Shenglie stared at the petite and trembling Mingxi with his crimson pupils. His hair was messy, his coat was unbuttoned, and his plain white shirt was exposed. There were hickey marks on his neck. Her lips were red and swollen, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Mingxi was very surprised to see Jin Shenglie in front of him, his tearful eyes opened like copper bells, he had forgotten to cry, his lips were trembling violently.

The ghost's blood-red lips pressed close to Mingxi's ears, and his voice was extremely soft, "That's right, when we were lingering just now, your brother Shenglie heard clearly."

Ming Xi stared straight at the annoyed Sheng Lie whose eyes were cleft and blood red, his complexion was pale, his cherry lips were lightly parted but he could not make a sound.

The ghost snorted coldly, swung his arms, knocked Mingxi to the ground, and stepped on the knee of her right leg with force, Mingxi screamed in pain, hugged his calf with weak hands, trying to push it away.

To the ghost, her little strength is not even enough to block a car with a mantis' arm, so Mingxi continued to crush her knees without any effect, and Mingxi kept crying.

Jin Shenglie, who was tied to the side, struggled like crazy, and the chains rattled as he struggled.

After a while, the ghost moved his foot away and sneered at Jin Shenglie, who was almost insane, "Jin Shenglie, I will let you go. Only by being alive can you suffer endless pain. As for Li Mingxi..."

Looking back at Mingxi, who was paralyzed on the ground and was tortured for a short period of time, he said leisurely, "If you dare to rescue her again, I will catch her back after chasing her to the ends of the earth, and then double the torture to make her live." Better to die."

After saying that, he tore off the iron chain with his bare hands, pulled Jin Shenglie by the skirt and dragged him to the gate of the underground palace.

After Jin Shengyeol, who had been thrown away from far away, returned, Mingxi was still sitting there slumped in tears.The ghost walked to her side, gathered the hem of the long silk black robe and squatted down slowly, looking at her with a smile in his phoenix eyes.

Mingxi was very afraid of his approaching, trembling all over.

The ghost gently wiped away the tears on her face, and then fastened the buckle on the hibiscus-colored chiguri for her, "If you dare to commit suicide, I will capture Jin Shenglie and torture him every day. Anyway, he is a vampire. You can’t die, you can suffer for a long time.”

The deep voice was very gentle, but the words he said were extremely terrifying. Ming Xi clenched the corners of his clothes, bit his cherry lips tightly, and tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

The ghost glanced sideways at her somewhat deformed knee, and said coolly, "It's good to be limping, and I can't run anymore, so that's it."

He smiled suddenly again, looked at her with winking eyes, and said happily, "Jin Shenglie was listening outside the door just now, and he didn't enjoy himself, and now there is no one else, let's continue playing."

After speaking, he hugged Ming Xi who was trembling, his white teeth biting his lips bleeding, and went back to the stone house. ?