Allure of the World Chapter 89: No more acquaintance

"Catch the assassin!" he shouted, waving his sword towards the assassin.

The assassin ran towards Lan Ling like the wind, and only when he got closer did he see clearly that it was Ling Chen.

Lan Ling's crossbow arrows have been sent out. She grew up in the mountains and likes to hunt. She has always been successful with this kind of crossbow arrows.

The arrow hit Ling Chen's chest, exactly where she was stabbed by her sword yesterday. He didn't stop, and approached Lan Ling's side.

The three people behind stopped Ling Feng. Lan Ling saw that it was the same people from yesterday.

She pressed the phantom switch, and the silver needle shot out, Ling Chen dodged. Lan Ling reached out and took down the soft sword in his waist.

Ling Chen held down her arms, exerting a little force, Lan Ling was in great pain, and the soft sword fell to the ground.

He wrapped the soft sword gently around her waist, hugged her and turned on his horse.

He reached out and pulled out the crossbow bolt from his chest, blood on his chest was blurred.

Ling Feng's people gathered around.

After Huo Jingyun was still broken, Tian Ming and Gu Fan protected Ling Chen, Ling Chen hugged Lan Ling and left like the wind.

The ticking of hooves is messy, and it's not just anyone panicking.

She was girded by the man and placed in the front saddle of the horse.

She struggled to get down, but his iron arms tightened even more. His legs were tightly clamped to hers, and she couldn't struggle.

She hit his jaw hard with her head, his big palm wrapped around her small face, and she hated it so much that she leaned over and bit his hand on the reins.

He stayed still, letting her bite his wrist bloody.

I don't know how long I ran. There was a tent in front of me. In the distance, soldiers pulled arrows and aimed them at them. When they saw who was coming, they quickly backed away and knelt down.

His wrist has been bitten by her, he seems angry, getting more and more angry, she can feel his heavy breathing.

A large blue tent with torches burning at the door. The guards knelt down in a large area. He ignored it and waved his hand, "Retreat to twenty feet away! No one is allowed to approach!"

Ling Chen stepped off the horse and lifted Lan Ling down with one hand.

The wound on her left shoulder was pulled open, she cried out in pain, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He raised his eyebrows and his eyes were fierce and sharp like an eagle. His men showed no mercy and dragged her into the dark tent.

There was no blood on his black clothes, only a large area of ​​wetness on his chest. Lan Ling's light blue skirt was full of blood. I don't know if it was his or hers.

She was pinned down by the man before she could stand firm.

The big palm hurriedly moved around her neck impatiently, tearing her clothes to shreds.

Lan Ling struggled desperately, but it aroused his desire to conquer. This body in his palm was what he was obsessed with and longed for, and he plundered like a beast.

He sucked her skin furiously, and licked the confused blood on her body. Her left shoulder was bleeding. It was the sword she blocked for Ling Feng, and he pierced it.

His chest was also bleeding, and she stabbed him and shot him again.

Ling Chen looked even more angry at the wound on Lan Ling's shoulder.

Rough palms gripped the softness of her heart tightly and slid roughly under her skirt.

Lan Ling was ashamed and angry, but unable to resist. After holding back her tears for a long time, she finally began to cry like a child.

Her cry finally made him stop, and Lan Ling's weight suddenly lightened.

"Ling'er!" She heard him call her in a low and painful voice.

She wanted to grab something to cover her skinny body, but he held her hand tightly.

He held her in his arms, "Linger, don't leave me." His voice was low and forbidding.

She was angry, "You don't love me at all, otherwise why would someone dare to burn me to death in the palace? The person I was going to marry was Ling Feng, not you!"

Before she finished speaking, his neck had already been pinched by him, and his movements were swift and severe. She had no time to respond, her eyes were already dark, and the suffocation felt tighter and tighter, her throat was on fire, unable to squeeze out half a thread. sound.

He has reached a critical point in anger. He has never felt so gnawed at heart, jealous and angry, "I said, I hate being betrayed the most in my life! Lan Ling, neither can you. You can only Love me!"

Seeing that she was dying, he released his hand, but pressed his lips together. While he kissed deeply, his big hand carefully but possessively caressed every inch of her skin.

His arms hurt her, and his voice was cold: "Lan Ling, it's not what Ling Feng said. You don't want to marry him. I don't know why. Besides, you said You love me, and you let me love you alone. Now I have fallen in love with you, but you are going to run away, how can this be! The lover of your life can only be me! You can only be me Yes!"

He didn't pity her anymore, the blood from his chest kept flowing out and stained her body.

He imprisoned her, rammed her, possessed, plundered, jealous, angry, and heart-wrenching pain.

He let loose on her. This refreshing feeling can only be experienced when he is with Lan Ling.

Lan Ling is in a coma.

He got down from her and had someone bring warm water, and he gently wiped her body and dressed her in the clothes they sent her.

He wiped himself, called the military doctor, and bandaged her open wound.

His wounds were also treated. His injury is not deep, Lan Ling's strength is not enough. It's just that it was given to him by Lan Ling, which directly hurt his heart.

He held her on the military bed and gave her acupuncture points.

The gate is heavily guarded.

Ling Chen went to the big tent, and when he came back, someone brought chicken soup and a few side dishes.

Lan Ling has woken up.

She saw him with fear in her eyes.

He opened her acupuncture point. She raised the phantom in her hand and wiped it towards Ling Chen's neck. Ling Chen took her hand and took off her phantom, "I'll keep it for you these few days."

"Eat!" He served her soup and put chicken thighs in the bowl. Lan Lingsu loves chicken thighs.

Lan Ling pushed the bowl to the ground.

Ling Chen's eyes were filled with fire, he pressed Lan Ling on the bed, and put his hand on her neck, "If you don't eat, I will **** you again!"

Lan Ling was furious.

"Your Majesty, Jingyun wants to see Junior Sister." Huo Jingyun's voice came from outside.

Ling Chen got off Lan Ling, "Come in."

Huo Jingyun came in and saw Lan Ling standing there with a look of anger.

"Linger, don't do this, we are all your relatives. We won't hurt you." Huo Jingyun stretched out his hand to Lan Ling, who stepped back slightly.

He picked up the broken bowl fragments on the ground, "He's your husband, I'm your senior brother, you're just like this because you've lost some memories."

"Your Majesty, we are currently strangers to Ling'er. You have to be patient."

Ling Chen nodded, "I called Yu Rong, she will come over later."

"Alright, the two of them have always gotten along well." Huo Jingyun nodded.

After a while, Bai Shaoting walked in, followed by Yu Rong.

Bai Shaoting looked Lan Ling up and down, she seemed plump and her complexion was much better than before.

Yu Rong saw Lan Ling and took her hand, "Concubine Ling, it's really you, are you still alive?"

Lan Ling saw Yu Rong, and her guard slowly relaxed.

“Who are you?”

Yu Rong was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ling Chen.

"She has lost her previous memory." Ling Chen said lightly.