Chapter 230: Lies are getting bigger and bigger in the name of love

Hearing this, Tsing Yi's figure suddenly stiffened, and his breathing became a little messy. Then, pretending to be sad and angry, his eyes were red.
"They are more than guilty of death! So cruel, so cruel, and fell to this end, it is also their own sins and cannot live, no wonder others."
Tsing Yi's words were extremely righteous, as if he was really fighting for Liang Yin!
Ling Luochen turned his head, not looking at her, the emotions in his eyes were covered by the drooping eyelids, he couldn't see clearly, he twitched the corner of his mouth coldly:
"You are right. The person who hurt Yinyin is naturally dead."
Ling Luochen's voice just fell. A bloodthirsty red light flashed under his eyes.
I saw the demon wolf in the cage suddenly violent, and suddenly rushed out of the cage with a bang. Pounced towards Tsing Yi.
The sudden wolves slapped Tsing Yi down. Tsing Yi saw it, and my dear soul was not possessed. He violently drew out the long sword from his waist and pierced it into the belly of the demon wolf. While the tall demon wolf was struggling, his sharp claws accidentally patted Tsing Yi's face, almost half of her face Grab it, and see the bones deeply. Tsing Yi does not hurt
Screaming is forbidden.
"what--!"
One demon wolf was killed, and several others rushed over. Tsing Yi’s frightened face paled, clutching his stinging face, and while resisting the demon wolves, Ling Luochen shouted anxiously:
"Master Demon Emperor! Help! Help!"
Ling Luochen leaned on the jade chair made, and didn't even look at her, deafening.
When several pieces of flesh were torn off by the wolves on Tsing Yi's body, Ling Luochen slowly raised his palm and waved.
Seeing this, the wolves stopped their movements, screamed unwillingly, then turned around and walked towards the fallen cage door.
"Now, what do you have to say?"
Ling Luochen squinted coldly, Tsing Yi lying in a pool of blood, his eyes overflowing with bloodthirsty killing intent.
Tsing Yi, lying in a pool of blood, raised her head in horror. After touching Ling Luochen's murderous gaze, she couldn't help but trembled with fear, dragging her body and staggering backwards. a bit. Tears dimly said:
"The slave servant... The slave servant doesn't know what the demon emperor said, and the slave servant doesn't know anything! Please let the demon emperor spare the slave servant..."
As Tsing Yi said, she began to sob and cry. The pear blossoms brought rain and looked extremely aggrieved. For fear that it was a man who saw it, she would pull Tsing Yi up with regret and put it in her arms for a long time.
But at this time, Ling Luochen, who was sitting on the red jade throne, looked at Qing Yi's pity, but there was no expression on his face. Still cold as ice, with a bloodthirsty killing intent.
"Now, do you still want to pretend?" Ling Luochen couldn't help but sneered. A pair of eyes stared at Tsing Yi like a poisonous snake:
"Do you think you are doing everything seamlessly? You think that what you say in the Nandian makes the deity think you are helping her?"
, Tsing Yi, upon hearing this suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly and the fundus of his eyes overflowed, unbelievable.
I can't believe that Ling Luochen knows all of this, obviously he did it without leaking.
"I also want to zoom in. What are you talking about? I don't know! I was sincere that day. I really wanted to help him. I wanted Lord Huang and the servants and servants were sincere, powerful, and hurt for him..."
"Man, push him into the snake cave."
Qi still wanted to struggle to death, but Ling Luochen didn't give him that chance at all. As soon as his voice fell, the two guards flashed and came behind Tsing Yi, dragging Tsing Yi from the ground.
, Dragged towards the reservoir.
"I'm not going, where are you going to let it go? Let it go, I didn't, I didn't harm her"
When Qi Yi heard the snake pants, he was so frightened that he was struggling desperately, but his strength was not as big as two guards.
Dear, why don't you understand? How did Ling Luochen discover it? .
In fact, Ling Luocheng didn't notice it at first. There was something wrong with the kiss, but, he felt that, with a blank eye, it is impossible for no reason, that is, the store taught the cool sound.
, Recalling what everyone said again, Ling Luochen noticed Qing Yi. Every time he spoke, something was a little wrong. Ming Lixiang was helping Liang Yin, but secretly it seemed that Bai Yan, the recorder, was cruelly attacking Liang Yin.
"Ah! Ah-!"
Before long, there were waves of sharp screams from the woman in the dungeon.
Ling Luochen stood up from the red jade throne indifferently, without any ups and downs in his expression.
After leaving the dungeon, Ling Luochen walked towards the South Hall.
And at the moment. Liang Yin who was lying on the bed in the South Hall had already woke up.
She held her aching forehead and looked at all the strange furnishings around her, her eyes filled with doubts.
This is where? Why can't I... remember anything?
Liang Yin frowned, trying hard to think about the past, but no matter what he thought, his mind was blank.
If you think about it for a long time, you will get a terrible headache.
At this moment, after thinking for a while, dense, fine sweat leaked out of her forehead.
At this moment, squeak! With a sound, the closed door of the hall was gently pushed open.
A handsome man with silver hair and red clothes stepped on the ground and walked in.
"Yinyin, are you awake?"
Seeing Liang Yin wake up, Ling Luochen's eyes are full of surprises. But after seeing Liang Yin's right half of his face, there was still a faint ugly scar on his face.
These days, no matter what his talents are. The traces of the ugly characters on Liang Yin's face have not completely disappeared.
Although the scar on his right face has been flattened, and the hideous ugly character has faded a lot, it can still be clearly seen that it is an ugly character.
It was like someone deliberately wrote it with a pen, although the cool tone is still beautiful at the moment. But that faint ugly character is like a brand of shame.
Liang Yin stared at her bedside. The man who sat beside her intimately couldn't help but was taken aback. He couldn't help but move aside subconsciously, trying to distance himself.
But where would Ling Luochen give her that opportunity, directly stretched out his hand, took her palm, gently hugged her, and put his forehead on her shoulder. Soft voice:
"Is your body sore after sleeping for so long?"
"Who are you?" Liang Yin blushed, reaching out and pushing Ling Luochen who was holding her in front of him. She was a little panicked when she was suddenly held in this way by others.
However, Ling Luochen pinched Liang Yin's little hand that pushed him, put it to his mouth, and kissed it gently. Looking at Liang Yin, he smiled gently:
"I am your husband."
Before the words finished, Ling Luochen and Liang Yin's foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, and he raised his hands to caress Liang Yin's cheeks, his eyes overflowing with spoiling.
"Husband?" Liangyin's eyes were full of surprise when he heard this, his face flushed even more, and the whole face was flushed like an apple.　　 So... I have a husband? !