Inside the dilapidated house, the blood-red flames illuminated the surroundings.
Like a flame, it burned within him.
It hurts, it feels like my body is being torn apart.
The man was in so much pain that his face turned deathly pale and his expression was contorted.
He yelled, "You think you can catch me like this?"
"Oh."
The hoarse screams repeated themselves again and again. At this moment, the red light reflected in the man's pupils, making the struggle in his eyes all the more obvious.
He couldn't hold back any longer, "Ah!"
As the flames gradually engulfed him, Rong Shang watched from below as his body rose into the air, his feet motionless.
"I will come back, I will definitely come back!"
Clap clap clap.
A burnt smell wafted over, and a moment later, the man's body suddenly fell to the ground.
With a loud bang, a heavy object crashed down. Rong Shang glanced down and saw that the man lying on the ground with his eyes closed had already lost consciousness.
The body, which had just been burned by the Blood Spirit Orb, was covered with small blisters.
It looks extremely frightening.
Ke Rongshang remained expressionless as she looked up at the Blood Spirit Pearl floating in mid-air.
The bead was still spinning on the surface, and in just a second or two, the Blood Spirit Bead flew towards the door.
Rong Shang's sharp gaze followed him until she met the man's piercing and cold eyes.
She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Dead?"
"Um."
After he finished speaking, the firelight disappeared, and the man raised his hand, the Blood Spirit Orb already firmly in his palm.
The dilapidated hut instantly returned to calm, and then, it darkened.
But the man's burning gaze still fell on her. At that moment, she looked at him, and it seemed that the man was radiating a powerful aura, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
Let's go.
Withdrawing her gaze, Rong Shang walked towards the door.
The man remained motionless, his gaze fixed on the object.
Until the slender figure came into view, the man suddenly smiled.
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow in confusion upon hearing the laughter. When she looked up, she asked, "What are you laughing at?"
The next second, the man bent down and picked her up in his arms.
Her body was suddenly lifted into the air, and Rong Chang immediately struggled after realizing what was happening.
"Don't move!"
In that instant, you could feel the stiffness in the man's body.
Rong Shang stopped and looked at him, but all she saw was his slightly tense jaw.
*
Back home, Rong Shang had just stepped into her room when the man burst in from outside and slammed the door shut in front of her.
Rong Shang glanced at him, her face expressionless.
She tried to leave, but the other person grabbed her wrist from behind.
With a strong pull, the man dragged her back into his warm embrace.
He lowered his head and sealed her lips with his.
...
The area around the villa was quiet at night.
The wind was strong and cold late at night.
In contrast, the master bedroom upstairs was a scene of utter misery.
The light was dim and yellow, casting a dark shadow over the man's deep eyes.
His burning gaze was fixed on her, as if a fire was burning within her.
It's captivating and makes you blush.
Rong Shang stared straight at him, wondering what he was thinking.
Until the man in front of her lowered his eyes, he suddenly grabbed her hand and lifted it up.
On that slender arm, the fair skin was stained with dried red blood.
"You're injured."
He was looking for her wound.
Rong Shang lowered her eyes and glanced at him as she listened to his gentle voice, just as the man was looking down.
He kissed her arm.
If there are no wounds, then these...
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