Please... I... I will never dare to be your enemy again... Please let me go..."
"Let you go? Let you go and continue to covet my wife?"
At this moment, Qian Yeming looked like a bloodthirsty Shura, his still red eyes expressing the almost crazy anger in his heart.
"No... I won't dare to do it again... I won't dare to do it again..."
"Don't dare? Even if you don't dare to do it, you will still think so! This king thinks that a filthy man like you dares to have feelings for Xiao'er, so this king feels that cutting you into pieces is not a light punishment! You also dare to have feelings for Xiao'er, what gives you the right? What qualifications do you have?"
Facing the almost crazy Qian Yeming, Yelu Jingcun shook his head and crawled on the ground with difficulty, feeling extremely regretful.
Damn it, if I hadn’t said those words at that time, at least I could have had a good death!
Yelu Jingcun's eyes lit up and he bit his tongue hard. He was not naive enough to think that he could still survive today in such a terrifying lineup.
Although he was unwilling, death was a relief for him compared to the pain he had just endured.
But he had only bitten off half of his tongue when the next moment his lower jaw was shattered by the true qi.
The excruciating pain in his mouth, jaw, lower body, and entire body was so intense that Yelu Jingcun wanted to faint, but he couldn't. Looking at Qian Yeming, he could only shed tears.
These tears were not of repentance, but of fear, and they came out along with urine.
"Want to die? You want to die without my consent?" Qian Yeming laughed so hard that his body shook.
If Murong Xiao turned around at this moment, he would find that the demonic aura began to spread from Qian Yeming's righteousness, and his originally black eyes that were as bright as stars had now turned blood red.
But Murong Xiao didn't turn around. She understood Qian Yeming's current fury, the frenzy he felt when venting it. He loved her too much, cared too much about her, and so his emotions were nearly overwhelmed. If she didn't let him fully and freely let it out, she wondered if he would just collapse in anger.
She knew that his emotions were bad for his health, but she had no other choice. Because in the nearly one year they had been together, she had come to realize more and more that he had no way of controlling his emotions when it came to anything related to her.
So whenever something like this happened, the only thing she could do was wait for him to vent his anger. Otherwise, she was really afraid that he would hurt herself.
Yelu Jingcun, let him die. If it could calm Qian Yeming's anger, she wouldn't mind him slaughtering Yelu Jingcun alone, as long as he could calm his anger and not hurt herself, even the people of the world.
He was the only one for her, and she was the only one for him.
Yelu Jingcun's screams echoed, and the members of the Tornado team at the rear, after witnessing their master's love for the young master, were filled with emotion. They then followed suit and gave the guards who had attempted to defile their young master a good "meal."
Afterwards, amid the endless screams, Yelu Jingcun finally lost his voice.
I originally wanted to see Yelu Boyan and Yelu Jingcun challenge each other, but before Yelu Boyan's people arrived, Yelu Jingcun died tragically because of my own words.
When Murong Xiao turned around,
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