The man slowly approached the bed and looked down at her. His handsome face was almost feminine, and his blue eyes were like the ocean, rippling and charming, with a hint of evil.
He looked at her with a smile: "I told you before, we are destined."
Xiahou Huan'er reached out to cover her face and pinched her cheek quietly. It hurt. She was not dead yet, nor was she dreaming.
The man in front of her was actually Long Qiao, who was said to have been destroyed.
Her face was full of inwardness: "We are really destined to be together. It's a bad fate."
"Don't say that. Do you know that I spent a lot of effort to save you?" Long Qiao removed her hand from her face and smiled so coquettishly.
Hearing this, Xiahou Huan'er grabbed his wrist and asked anxiously: "What about my husband? Where is he?"
She remembered that before she fell into coma, they were in the sea and the two of them were tied together. What happened after she fell into coma?
Long Qiao's face suddenly darkened, and his expression was a little ferocious: "Do you care about him that much?"
"Nonsense, he is my husband, I don't care about him, who do I care about?" Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes at him, speechless.
Long Qiao immediately blurted out: "He is dead."
"What?" Xiahou Huan'er stared at him in shock.
"I said Dongfang Xing is dead." Long Qiao said loudly, word by word.
Xiahou Huan'er blinked and then laughed: "Do you have a sense of humor? It's not funny at all to make such a joke with me."
"I'm not kidding you. Do you think he can still be alive after bringing you here?" Long Qiao said coldly.
Xiahou Huan'er stared at his face. His expression was serious and his eyes were serious. He didn't seem to be joking with her.
The smile on her face gradually faded away, and her eyes were dull: "Where is he?"
He said cruelly: "The body was buried in the bottom of the sea."
"You lied to me." She yelled suddenly, endured the pain in her body, jumped out of bed, and ran outside.
Long Qiao didn't stop her, he just followed her.
This was a large house. Although it was not as luxurious as Long Qiao's previous castle, it was also exquisitely decorated. She rushed out. When she saw the densely packed iron beetles outside the door, snarling their claws at her, she suddenly
I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
She slowly turned her head and looked at Long Qiao, who was standing behind her with her hands folded across her chest. Her heart seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that she could hardly breathe.
"Why?"
Long Qiao smiled faintly at her: "This world is originally about the law of the jungle."
"So you have taken refuge in the Iron Beetle, and you want to help the Iron Beetle invade the earth?" Xiahou Huan'er's face became even colder.
Suddenly I understood that when Ao Po and Luo Yusi were fighting, a new species appeared, and the person who was chasing them, needless to say, must be him.
"We are already an interstellar society. Countries can assimilate, so why can't planets?" Creatures on earth can only be classified into races using DNA, and countries have long since ceased to exist.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him and said three words calmly: "You are crazy."
He smiled nonchalantly: "So what if I'm crazy? As long as I can get what I want, it doesn't matter."
"What do you want?" She stared at him hard.
"I want to take the imperial capital." He said with firm eyes.
Xiahou Huan'er snorted coldly: "If you cooperate with the Iron Beetle, you are basically seeking the skin of a tiger. When the time comes, will the imperial capital still be yours?"
