Thorns cut his flesh and continued forward.

It's like growing up crazy.

Then he turned around in front of him and suddenly penetrated his shoulder on the other side.

Returned to the hands of Nie Zheng.

Nie Zheng single-handedly held both ends of the thorny cane and gently dragged.

Luo Beiyu was dragged by him screamingly.

Nie Zheng looked at his painfully white, twisted face and laughed: “Things that are not self-serving. ”

“Even if a third-rate little country chopped you off and fed you to my royal family's watchdog, you're not qualified enough. You still want to fight our king, huh...”

“If it weren't for your apprenticeship as Miss Jun, you'd be dead by now. Guess you're dead, you flaming kingdom. Have you the guts to come to our king? ”

The power in your hand tightened suddenly.

Thorns cut the flesh and bones, giving the appearance of toothache.

Luo Beiyu's head was full of cold sweat, his face was white as paper, and he could hardly say a single word.

Nie Zhenghaha laughed and patted him in the face with his hands stained with blood.

“Rest assured, bereaved dog, our prince will not kill you. Instead of killing you, you will see Miss Jun marry my prince in the chapel, and then the cave... after all, you are the only relative on Miss Jun's side, and you are also a witness. ”

“Dreaming..." Luo Beiyu trembled all over his body, biting his teeth, “Li Jinting counts... what is he, he... he doesn't even deserve to give me... even my master's shoes...”

“You dare to force my master to worship the hall, when he wakes up, he will surely... surely kill you the blood of the King's Palace... the blood will flow into the river, no body will die... cough!! ”

Luo Beiyu's words suddenly distorted Nie Zheng's face.

When I think of the scene I saw last night, Nie Zheng's mind also had some drumming.

Never before has anyone provoked such a vision of the heavens and the earth.

If this monk wakes up, he won't marry the king if he really dies.

Then I'm afraid they won't have a good life.

Nie Zheng took a deep breath, and Yinshen smiled: “It's just a chapel, Miss Jun may still resist, but if it's her body, what if our king gets it? Guess she can only admit to following our prince, or her reputation will be ruined, and she will never be able to marry again. ”

Moreover, the Prince anticipated that this might be the case.

So I made second hand preparations.

As long as that thing is done, Jun Muyan, even if he is a strong sex, can only be the object of the King's casual enslavement.

How can there be room for resistance?

Thinking of this, Nie Zheng's eyes were dissipated and he glanced at the maid on the ground.

Where do these people dare to be lazy, immediately go forward and take off the clothes on Mu 'an and change her bridal dress.

“Don't touch my master! Get out of here! ”

As soon as Luo Beiyu saw these people take off the clothes on Mu Yan, all he had left was his underwear.

And men and women in a house have nothing to hide from.

Even Nie Zheng was interested, his eyes burned and looked at the snow-white skin of Mu 'an's hands and neck, feeling only a slight tightening of his lower abdomen.

King Jin is famously beautiful, and countless women are married to him in the royal palace.

But few people know that these people are just toys to King Jin.

Anything will be awarded to your people.