Bai Hu's smile froze on his lips, and his thick white teeth swayed in the moonlight with his chin shaking, looking as if they would fall out in the next second.
Long Shaoyan's face was almost paralyzed since he recovered.
The corners of his mouth twitched several times before Long Shaoyan restrained his facial expression from changing, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The hand that was originally holding He Lanyao's waist became a little tighter now, and the tone that had always been emotionless finally became a bit sinister: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Seeing the Wuzhishan swelling rapidly on Long Shaoyan's face, He Lanyao finally felt that the anger in her heart had subsided a little.
Since she came to this ancient time, she first compromised with Helan Qingyuan and married her.
She recognized that her husband was a fool.
The key point is that this fool lied to her.
How could she think that her husband wanted to kill her?
How could she think that even though she was under the roof, even a beast raised by Long Shaoyan looked down on her?
How could she think that "What do you want to do?"
He Lanyao seemed not to feel the purple marks on her waist that were almost made by Long Shaoyan.
She laughed to herself: "What do you want me to do?"
After saying this, He Lanyao felt a little more comfortable. , this is the real her, so what if she is arrogant, the worst she can do is die again, anyway, even if she dies, she will turn into a ghost and make Long Shaoyan restless.
"You" Long Shaoyan meant to speak, but he suppressed what he was about to say.
He looked at Helan Yao who had an expression that said, "You can do whatever you want, that's all I have to do anyway."
She calmed down and dragged He Lanyao forward.
There was no expected dagger, no expected swearing.
Helan Yao looked at Long Shaoyan with his mouth pursed and expressionless in a strange way, and was surprised in her heart.
Long Shaoyan was really tolerable and difficult enough, Helan Yao concluded.
This kind of person looks like cotton, and any attack is useless against him.
In fact, he is hiding a needle in the cotton.
He will hit you so hard when you are least prepared, so that you will never get over.
In the days to come, He Lanyao will know how outrageous it is to describe Long Shaoyan as Mian Mian.
"I'm not lying to you."
He Lanyao was clearly rejecting him.
For the sake of safety during the day, Long Shaoyan frowned and opened his mouth to explain: "I was bewitched by Long Yuechen.
During the day, my IQ was like that of a five-year-old child.
Only awake for a small part of the night."
The wind was very strong at night, and Long Shaoyan's voice was a little low, as if he didn't want to talk about it.
But this did not prevent Helanyao from hearing Long Shaoyan's words.
However, Helanyao closed her eyes, her brows looking a little tired.
How could she know if it was real or fake?
There is no such thing in the world.
Although she could tell that Long Yuechen was definitely not just caring.
Long Shaoyan, she could also understand the fratricidal killings within the royal family, but Long Yuechen was an emperor, and if he wanted to cast a spell, how could he cast a spell with such a loophole?
"Fanbang's strange poison has no solution in the world.
Even if the person who cast the poison dies, the poison will still exist in the body of the person who was poisoned."
Long Shaoyan saw that He Lanyao was still resisting, his expression remained unchanged, and he slowly Said: "As time goes by, as time goes by, as long as the bewitcher feeds the bewitched with blood every day, the power of the voodoo will become more and more powerful, and the bewitched will become more and more demented, until he goes crazy
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