Venerated Venomous Consort

"Qing Luo, are you not hurting here?"

Yun Qing Luo trembled with pain, cold sweat on his forehead did not take money like: "Stop... Stop! You stop..."

That person stopped now: "Do you know the pain?"

"Who are you...who are you?! You are not mine... my embarrassment!" Yun Qing Luo was horrified, she just desperately wanted to control him with scorpion, and the result did not respond.

"Qing Luo, I am." The man sighed: "But I have other masters. Qing Luo, I have been with you for two years, and I still have feelings for you. That person is not destined to get it, why not? Think of me as him? You see that I will marry you, will make you happy, will make you happy, and look like him, where is worse than him?"

Yun Qing Luo closed his eyes: "But you are not him after all! You are just a little like the appearance, the other is not like! You can't even have a hair!"

The man flashed a slap in the eyelids, and his fingers slammed into her wound!

Yun Qingluo’s body was like a fish, almost screaming, and the person directly covered his mouth.

She was sore and swaying like a slap in the face, and her eyes were round and big, and she looked at this doll like an incarnation.

The man looked at her white face and sighed: "This pain is actually brought to you, isn't it?"

His hand was still entangled in her wounds, and Yun Qingluo was soaked in cold sweat. She did not dare to refute, only nod.

The man seemed to be satisfied, finally let go of her mouth and asked again: "Do you hate him?"

Yun Qinglu nodded again.

"That's right. Qing Luo, that person is destined not to belong to you, so hot to you, to disappoint your infatuation, why do you want him to live in the world? You can't get him. It’s better to ruin him! Are you saying that? At the very least, he didn’t belong to anyone before he ruined, so if you own me, you have to have him...”

Yun Qingluo's face is white: "You... you want me to kill him?"

The man licked her little mouth: "Where you have that skill, you can't get close to him. Even if you are close to him, you are not his opponent. He kills you faster."

"That... then you said let me ruin him... I..."

"You don't have to do it yourself, you just have to do what I said..." The man began to assign tasks to her.

The task is not complicated. It is to spread certain opinions among students, and to monitor someone by the way...

Yun Qing Luo is in a mess, knowing that if he stepped out of this step, he will stand on the opposite side of that person and then he will not look back.

The man seemed to see her hesitation, smiled and put down a threat: "Yun Qingluo, you can not do this, but I will go out and let people discover my existence and will confess What have you and me done in the past two years... You said, if you let Emperor Yiyi know, what would you end up with?"

Yun Qingluo's face is white.

She closed her eyes, and now she has no retreat, she can only do what the person said...

......

On the moon, the moon is as big as the plate.

The moon star is dark, and a few stars fall into the sky.

A whistle of sound rang, echoing in the heavens and the earth, let the already bright red maple leaves dance with the flute.

Long Si night was standing under the tree, and the sound of the flute continued to flow from his fingertips. It seemed to be in the past, and he seemed to sigh the good times he once had.