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Xiao Lan was still crying as he silently extended his hand to grab the skirt that the fragrance had drawn to his side. He tore off his outer robe and started to change his clothes in front of the two of them without the slightest shyness.

After her clothes were stripped off, the weeping Ning Xiang clearly saw Xiao Lan's entire body covered in bruises, and she instantly stopped crying.

This is...

This bruise … Clearly … Pleasure...

Could it be that the injury on the princess' body was … What the Prince has done...

Immediately, Ning Xiang's body stiffened. Then wouldn't she be scolding the prince for his rudeness and ruthlessness towards the wangfei if she cried like that …?

Silently, secretly, Ning Xiang's entire body tensed up as she looked at Xuanyuan Feng, only to see that his pitch-black eyes had been replaced by the thousand-year cold pond.

When he saw Ning Xiang looking over, his entire body was instantly filled with a terrifying killing intent.

"Get out!"

The hissing sounds seemed to transform into countless sharp blades that instantly pierced Ning Xiang's entire body.

"Yes …" Ning Xiang stumbled out of the carriage.

Looking at Ning Xiang's terrified figure, Xiao Lan stopped putting on her clothes. The little girl must have cried wrongly.

Her slender fingers grabbed the last layer of the robe, put on the sleeves, and closed the front. Finally, she tightened the belt.

After everything was done, Xiao Lan turned around to look at Xuanyuan Feng. She knew that his gaze had been on her the entire time she was changing clothes, so he must have clearly seen all the wounds and swellings on her body.

For a moment, a mocking smile appeared on his face. "How is it, Xuanyuan? Are you satisfied with your masterpiece?"

Xuanyuan Wentian's originally cold eyes became even colder. Raising his eyelids, he faced Xiao Lan in a frosty manner.

"You can only blame yourself for all the injuries on your body," he said.

Hearing this, the ridicule on Xiao Lan's face froze. Blame herself?

Hehe … What a great 'blame' herself.

After a moment, Xiao Lan silently nodded his head. That's right, who told her to be stupid, wasn't she just blaming herself?

Then, Xiao Lan laughed coldly as she retracted her gaze from Xuanyuan Yun's gaze. Raising her arm, she circulated some of her inner force around her fingertip as her finger slowly slid across her neck.

All the bruises on the areas that Xiao Lan's finger touched disappeared quickly.

In the past few days, she had been too lazy to circulate her energy. In any case, Xuanyuan Wentian had bullied her time and time again, and the wounds on her body increased every day.

But now that the Regent's Estate was here, she should go to the darkroom. She didn't think that he would be so perverted as to chase her to the darkroom and bully her, so it was better to erase the wounds so that no one would see her and feel bored.

Just when Xiao Lan's fingers had finished stroking the left side of her neck and were about to stroke the right side of her neck, a pair of fingers that were distinctly defined grabbed onto her fingers with a pair of hands.

The distinct pain caused Xiao Lan to tightly frown and raise her head.

Xuanyuan Wentian had already appeared beside her at some point in time. His entire body was cold and his eyes were filled with killing intent as he stared at her.

Xiao Lan secretly took a deep breath as she tilted her head back. After that, she struggled to free her fingers, but was unable to do so.

"For what?"

What was he crazy about now?!

Had she provoked him?

When he saw the icy coldness and indifference in Xiao Lan's eyes, Xuanyuan Feng suddenly lowered his head and practically stuck it onto Xiao Lan's face as he muttered in a cold and fierce voice.

"What, are you afraid that Balrog will see it? Why are you so anxious to erase the traces of your love with this king?"

Hearing this, Xiao Lan's eyes instantly squinted. He must be sick! What did the fact that she wiped away the traces have to do with Balrog?

"You …"

When Xiao Lan, who was just about to ruthlessly rebut, saw the overflowing rage that was suppressed in Xuanyuan Feng's eyes, she instantly understood in her heart. Is he interesting!?

"Let go!"

Xiao Lan let out an angry roar.

In the face of Xiao Lan's stern expression, the anger in Xuanyuan Yun's eyes grew even more intense. Not only did he not let go, he even pressed Xiao Lan against the walls of the carriage.

Xiao Lan's back once again fiercely collided with the hard wooden pillar, and she instantly held her breath.

Xuan Yuan! He's a madman!

"Xuanyuan, are you done yet?!"

Xuanyuan Yun grabbed Xiao Lan's lower jaw. How could he possibly have an end to her appearance? Didn't she care?

Xuanyuan Wentian slowly approached Xiao Lan. "Can you wipe away the traces if you don't dare to. Alright, this king doesn't mind being warm with you for once."

Give her back the erasure!

Hearing this, Xiao Lan's eyes instantly went wide. Has he gone mad!?

They had already entered the capital and were not hurrying through the wilderness. At this moment, there were countless people outside.

"Xuanyuan, you are really going to push your shamelessness to the limit!"

Xuanyuan Wentian pinched Xiao Lan's lower jaw with his fingers and applied a little more force. "This king doesn't care about face. When this king doesn't care about face, who was the one who had the urge to die, hmm?"

"You!"

Dead man!

Xiao Lan really wanted to bite onto his neck. Was he speaking vulgar words to her at this moment?!

"Let go!"

Xiao Lan let out an angry and anxious high-pitched roar, and then used all her strength to push Xuanyuan Wentian's arm away and break free.

At this moment, a man's gentle voice came clearly from outside the carriage.

"Lan'er, your words are here. It's time for you to get off the carriage."

Within the carriage, Xiao Lan's entire body went sluggish for a moment, as his words caused her to freeze.

He actually came, and he came so brazenly!

The white clothes around his body fluttered without wind in an instant when he heard the dubious words Baleful Luo Que said to Xiao Lan. When he saw Xiao Lan's stunned gaze, the baleful aura surrounding his body even coalesced into an endless sharp sword.

Lan'er?

This was not the first time he had heard Balrog call out Ulan Yi like this. Could it be that they had a very intimate name in private?

And … She was the only one who said that single sentence, what kind of god was she!

He had told her countless things. Other than indifference, she was loathing them. When had she ever been in a daze?

He extended his hand to pull Xiao Lan away before fiercely lowering his head to bite Xiao Lan's neck.

Ah!

The pain caused Xiao Lan to subconsciously roar out in a low voice.

"Xuanyuan!"

When did he become a dog!?

The stench of blood quickly spread out. Xiao Lan struggled with all his might, but was unable to escape Xuanyuan Wentian's grasp.

Sha Luo Que, who was outside the carriage, naturally heard Xiao Lan's pained cry, and his figure instantly flew towards the carriage at an extremely fast speed.

"Lan!"

"My Lord!"

Mu Shan, who was following behind him, wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.

Just as Balrog was about to step onto the carriage, countless black clothed shadow guards surrounded him.

Balrog's black eyes narrowed, he raised his palm, and directly activated the eighth level of the Heaven and Earth Bash.