He looked at Xing Mo's maniacally laughing posture, his dark eyes were deep and unpredictable, and after pondering for a long time, the coldness on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by the wise and leisurely smile of Feng Qingyun Dan, who has the world in his palms, deep and deep
Rui Jian is also stunningly beautiful, looking down on everyone.┗#_┛
Then, he sighed and said with a faint smile: "Your Highness, Second Highness Xing Mo, if you are so uncooperative, I really can't do anything to you."
Maybe his tone was too carefree, maybe he saw that the smile on his face was too enigmatic, Xing Mo's maniacal laughter was muted, and his raised face suddenly straightened, and he looked level with Ao Chenye.
, his green eyes narrowed sharply.
"You want to kill me?" Xing Mo's tone sounded calm, but there was also a hint of tension.
"No, no, no." Ao Chenye shook his head slowly, his voice even slower.
"What do you want?" Seeing Ao Chenye's leisurely posture, Xing Mo couldn't hold his breath.
For some reason, he had a vague feeling that this Tenglong King was full of evil spirits. That kind of unfathomable evil spirit made him feel very bad.
Haha, it is the most pleasant thing to see the prisoner's expression like a frightened bird. The smile on Ao Chenye's lips became even more evil, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Suddenly, his narrow eyes narrowed with a sharp edge, and words escaped from his thin lips: "What do I want to do... Let me think about it, I really need to think about it carefully. After all, you are also the Second Highness of Fulong Kingdom, even though you have already
He was expelled by King Fulong, but after all, he is still an orthodox royal bloodline..."
Having said this, Xing Mo suddenly clenched his fists as if he was stimulated, and growled coldly: "I don't care about royal blood at all!"
He spoke quickly and decisively, but Ao Chenye didn't expect it.
After a pause, Ao Chenye carefully looked at the crazy repulsion and disgust on Xing Mo's face...
This Xing Mo seems to hate the royal blood in his body. Why?
Is there any story behind Xing Mo's rebellion in Fulong Kingdom?
With his phoenix eyes narrowed, Ao Chenye pretended to be calm and raised his eyebrows slightly, and then continued his topic: "Whether you care about it or not, it can't change this fact. I don't want to execute you in Tenglong Kingdom, so as not to
It will affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries, so it is better for Fulong Kingdom to judge your crime."
"You..." Xing Mo, who was leaning against the wall, finally froze up and could no longer pretend to be indifferent. He glared at Ao Chenye angrily, his eyes sparkling, and his chest heaved violently.
Regarding his reaction, Old God Aochenye comforted him on the ground: "Your Highness Xingmo, you don't have to be so excited. If you stay in Tenglong Kingdom, you can only be locked up in this dark place, but if you are sent back to Fulong,
If you go to China, you might still have a chance to make a comeback."
When he said the last sentence, Ao Chenye's black eyes suddenly turned with a deep coldness, which was mixed with the slightest hint of calculation.
Xing Mo raised his pale lips sarcastically: "Hahaha... are you planning to let me return to the country to continue causing chaos, so that you, the Tenglong Kingdom, can reap the benefits?"
Ao Chenye hugged his shoulders and leaned lazily on a pillar. He glanced at Xing Mo sideways with his phoenix eyes, his eyes cold and deep, which formed a strong contrast with the relaxed state of his body.
"Hahaha... Your Highness Xing Mo, you really understand my thoughts, but... you are still not prepared enough for guessing. You almost hurt my woman. Do you think I am so magnanimous to let you stay safe and sound?"
Are you going to return to Fulong Kingdom and stir up trouble with force and energy?"
"..." Xing Mo pursed his dry and cracked lips, and his whole body froze again. His handsome and handsome face, stained with blood and dirt, seemed even more pale and blood-stained.
Under his vigilant gaze, the smile on Ao Chenye's lips gradually faded away. Her thin lips, as beautiful as red peach blossoms, were tightened, squeezing the blood vessels on her lips. Her thin lips were as red as blood, alluring, but
He is also bloodthirsty and cold.
Then, he gritted his teeth and spat out cold and bloodthirsty sentences word by word: "I want to cut off your hands and feet and send you back to the country with a life worse than death to make up for the fright you caused to Ke'er. I hope that by then
You can still make a comeback in Fulong Kingdom."
Such cruel words are like a blood-drinking demon, so vicious that it makes people tremble.
Seeing the cold and cruel expression on his handsome and harmless face, Xing Mo, who was accustomed to the bloody storm, couldn't help but be shocked.
His heart skipped a few beats. Xing Mo tried his best to calm himself down and said calmly: "At that time, I will have to trouble King Tenglong to prepare a sedan for me, a prisoner who has lost my arms and legs. If I take the prison car, I'm afraid someone will see me."
My lack of arms and legs would frighten your people, and that would really be my sin."
Ao Chenye no longer stood leaning on the pole, but stood upright. His slender white fingers elegantly brushed the lavender silky fabric on his shoulders, slowly flicked the dust off the cell railings, and then took two slow steps to the
In front of the railing closest to Xing Mo, he looked at Xing Mo lazily through the gap between the railings.
"The sedan chair is necessary, but I don't think you need to bother me to prepare it myself. Princess Yang Xi is visiting our country. She must be very willing to bring back the traitors of Fulong Kingdom. King Fulong will definitely reward her heavily."
"What?! Yang Xi is here?!" Xing Mo could no longer hold his composure and rushed over, holding the railing tightly with his blood-stained hands, roaring as if he had lost his mind.
Ao Chenye's brows tightened invisibly, seeing his expression violently surging, his pale lips trembling faintly, and his eyes blazing with incomprehensible fire.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the position where Xing Mo had been. Even when he heard that he was going to cut off his hands and feet, he didn't show any emotion. On the contrary, when he heard Yang Xi, he was so excited. This is really a bit of him.
I am totally puzzled.
He lowered his eyes slightly and recalled Xing Mo's reactions just now. His mind was spinning rapidly, and he vaguely felt that things were getting strange.
Raising his eyes again, he stared at Xing Mo for a moment, taking his eyes and face into the scope of observation without leaving any trace. Then, he said sarcastically: "What? I heard the news about Princess Yang Xi is so...
Are you excited? I can't tell you still miss your sister's brother so much. The love between brother and sister is really deep."
Hearing this, a trace of suppressed affection flashed across Xing Mo's eyes. His hands gripped the railing so tightly that his knuckles cracked. The fierce force tore open the blood that had just dried up, and faint blood flowed out again.
The railings were stained with dust, dirty and bloody.
He stared with bloodshot green eyes, his dark green pupils mixed with bright red bloodshot eyes, which made people tremble with fear. However, that person did not include Ao Chenye.
"What are you excited about? Am I right or wrong?" Ao Chenye pretended to be confused and looked at his dark green and bloody eyeballs, already having the answer in his heart.
**'s feelings, he never knew that there was such a horrifying story behind the rebellion of His Highness the Second Prince of Fulong Kingdom.
"You..." Xing Mo was about to speak, but suddenly he saw Ao Chenye's shining eyes sizing him up. He suddenly woke up and realized that his emotions just now were too exposed.
So, he only uttered one word, then closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking. He lowered his eyelids and used all his reason to suppress the overflowing emotions, leaving only the lingering feeling in his eyes.
The pain of leaving, and the deep longing.
Seeing this situation, Ao Chenye knew that he could no longer explore any more.
Seeing Xing Mo's indifferent and arrogant look with his head lowered, even though he was in rags and embarrassment at the moment, his pride could not be submerged. Ao Chenye couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's a pity, if you hadn't wanted to deal with me, Tenglong Kingdom
, I quite admire you as an enemy, but unfortunately, from the moment you had the intention to kill my woman, you and I were destined to become enemies!"
Ao Chen threw away these words coldly, rolled his sleeves and turned around to leave.
Behind him, Xing Mo's green eyes were staring at his back with sparkling eyes, and he suddenly realized something and sneered like he was saved from a desperate situation: "Hahaha... I thought King Tenglong was so ruthless and decisive, but it turns out that he is only
He’s just a passionate person.”
Every time, the woman named Bai Ke'er was mentioned. It seemed that the person who was hiding in the dark and joining forces with him was indeed an expert.
Listening to his laughter, Ao Chenye's elegant steps paused silently, and then continued walking forward.
Xing Mo continued to laugh and sarcastically said: "King Tenglong, I wonder if you will still miss your beauty when you are defeated at my feet one day, hahaha..."
This time, Ao Chenye's footsteps suddenly stopped. His handsome figure sank coldly, without looking back. He only waited for a golden light to pass through his eyes. Behind him, he could only hear the sound of "clang, clang, clang" the iron chain, and he blinked.
In the meantime, countless thick iron chains came out from all directions and wrapped around Xing Mo, tying him up tightly. When the golden light obscured the corners of his eyes, those iron chains dragged Xing Mo down to the Xing platform in the corner of the cell.
He was trapped tightly, and his neck was also tied very tightly, so tight that it was difficult to even make a sound.
Then, Ao Chenye continued to step forward, with his hands behind his back. When the intimidating aura was exuding, he coldly ordered the guard: "Watch him. If he plays any tricks again, kill him."
My hand will be chopped off first!"
"yes!"
Behind him, the guards received the order respectfully.
Leng Yun was still in front of the cell. He hesitantly looked at Xing Mo, who was tied to death with iron chains, and saw him breathing in pain. He had no sympathy, but another wave of worry.
His eyes quickly followed Xiang Aochenye's back, and he quickly took steps to follow.