"It seems that I have to take action." A murderous look flashed in Fanyin Yichen's green eyes. Just a thought, blood started to appear at the corner of Fanyin Yichen's mouth, and flowed down to his chin, making him look particularly enchanting.
, he opened his eyes wide and was extremely shocked: "Yan Ling!!"
"Your Majesty..."
A handsome man in pure white clothes appeared out of thin air. He had a sharp chin, long silver hair glowing with a light purple light, and a pair of blue-purple eyes. Fanyin Yichen will never forget that this man is the same as Sheng.
The same blood, the same hair color, the same eyes, and even the noble vampire king with the same powers.
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Everything that makes Sheng jealous is inherited from this noble king in front of him.
Fanyin Yichen knelt down on one knee, pressed his chest with one hand, and put the other hand close to the ground. In the so-called blood clan etiquette, he respectfully said: "King."
"Chen'er, I hope you don't interfere with Sheng'er's affairs and let him make his own decision! Now is the time for me to test him. The future king must not be tied down by the personal affairs of his children." The beautiful man in white
His words were serious and sincere, and his blue-purple pupils showed a hint of pain and bone-crushing coldness.
"Yes..." Yichen will never disobey the king's order because he is absolutely loyal to the king.
After a moment, a sound similar to a sigh left, and the king left.
An Xiaoruo left the castle. The originally sunny sky suddenly turned dark. Even the sea of flowers surrounding the castle turned into ashes. The road ahead was full of thorns and there was a terrible black gas all around.
An Xiaoruo clenched his fists so hard that his lips almost bled from being bitten.
Did you make this place like this to prevent me from leaving?
Fanyin Ran Sheng, I will definitely prove to you that I will definitely leave here, and I will definitely win this bet.
No matter what was in front of her, An Xiaoruo still pushed forward unyieldingly. The thorns tore her dress and even penetrated her skin, and the blood dyed the white dress red.
A young man in white clothes was suspended at the top of the castle. He just looked at it silently without any emotion. His eyes were extremely complicated. He didn't know what he was feeling now.
Is it distress or pity?
"In order to leave here, is it worth doing this to yourself?" Fanyin Ran Sheng murmured to himself.
"What? Are you feeling distressed?" A familiar joking voice came from the air, a piece of blood-colored roses fell, and a young man in red also floated aside.
"Why are you still here?" Sheng was not surprised by his appearance, just displeased.
"The king came here just now." His long burgundy hair was flying in the wind, and the gray sky was filled with black air, evil and charming.
Sheng still said indifferently: "What is he here for?"
"Originally, I thought that if you really let that woman go, I would take action. Who knows, the king did not allow me to control it, and even hurt me. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"