C68 You Don't Deserve It

Xiao Qinghan looked at Nalan Jin arrogantly and said in a cold and domineering voice: "Before I have enough fun, you better not touch my things, or else you will have to bear the consequences!" The aura of a king descending upon the world.

Nalan Jin only smiled sinisterly as his eyes turned, "Of course! How could I dare to touch your people?"

After Xiao Qinghan carried Ling Muxue away ruthlessly for a long time, the man in red walked in. Behind him were a few sexy and beautiful women. The man sat opposite to Nalan Jin, "I didn't know that Young Master Nalan would actually choose beauties for you." The man joked.

"Drink!"

Xiao Qinghan directly carried Ling Muxue across his arms and held her tightly in his arms, as if he was going to crush her into pieces. The terrifying dark aura around his body seemed to be devouring everything within a few meters.

Without any pity, he shoved her into the passenger seat of the luxury car. The sudden force caused Ling Muxue's entire body to ache and she could not help but shout, "Xiao Qinghan! What are you doing? Let me down!" As she spoke, she pushed open the car door. She didn't want to be with him, but at this moment, she could feel the aura of death approaching her.

Xiao Qinghan pressed his hand against the door and stared down at her with disdain. His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and Ling Muxue's body suddenly trembled.

In her moment of panic, Xiao Qinghan had already taken a wide detour to the other side of the road. He sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator, causing the sports car to go straight ahead with a loud alarm sound.

The night was as black as ink, without a single bit of light, like a devil baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was terrifying, and at this moment, a strong wind swept across the dark world.

On the road, a racing sports car was like a ghost in the dark, moving like a sword, going straight from fifty to a hundred yards, then a hundred and fifty, and finally two hundred yards.

The sharp wind was like a sharp sword that kept cutting Ling Muxue's face and body. She turned her head with difficulty to look at Xiao Qinghan's tight lips, and her hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel. The veins on her face were exposed, and the blood in her eyes became heavier and heavier.

The eyes were so familiar, like the eyes he had tried to kill himself with.

The car left the city and ran along the mountain road. It was getting faster and faster.

The speed was so fast that she couldn't even open her eyes. All she could hear was the howling wind.

She saw a sharp turn in front of her, but Xiao Qinghan didn't have any intention of slowing down at all. The car was moving forward in a straight line, as if it was going to rush over.

Ling Muxue's heart skipped a beat. She turned around to look at Xiao Qinghan and shouted, "Xiao Qinghan, what exactly are you trying to do?" Her voice trembled in the strong wind, but it was quickly swallowed.

However, Xiao Qinghan's face was still as cold as ice. He turned his hands and turned the steering wheel 180 degrees. The sound of the car scraping against the car shook the heavens and the earth and resounded in the strong wind. Ling Muxue was not paying attention and her body slammed into the door directly. Her arm was hard on the door and she cried out in pain.

"Ah... are you crazy?"

Xiao Qinghan drove the car to the top of the mountain and got out of the car. Ling Muxue did not come back to her senses at all. Her body was still trembling and a feeling of disgust was rolling in her stomach.

Suddenly his body was yanked out of her grasp and he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward.

"Xiao Qinghan, are you crazy? Why did you bring me here? Let go of me!"

Ling Muxue shouted with great difficulty. The only place on the top of the mountain where they could park was pitch black. The bone-piercing mountain wind shuttled through the forest, rustling like the roar of a ghost. It was terrifying.

Ling Muxue felt as if she was completely naked and the cold wind was cutting her body.

However, Xiao Qinghan dragged her towards the mountain, completely ignoring Ling Muxue's struggles and angry roars.

It was pitch black, and he could not see his front clearly. However, Xiao Qinghan seemed to be able to see everything clearly, and his footsteps did not stop at all.

Ling Muxue did not have any strength to struggle at all, so she could only let Xiao Qinghan drag her along.

Halfway up the mountain, Xiao Qinghan fiercely pulled her in front of him and tightly held her shoulders.

Ling Muxue's body had already become weak and powerless. She did not struggle at all. She raised her eyes and looked into Xiao Qinghan's eyes that were bloodshot and red in the darkness. The cold wind whistled in her ears, rolled in her ears, and blew mercilessly.

It was a feeling of fear that she had never felt before.

"Xiao Qinghan, are you crazy? What exactly did you bring me here for? "

Xiao Qing glared at her, "Yes! I'm crazy." He was really crazy. He would only fall in love with her if he was crazy. He loved her so much that he would rather endure torture in purgatory than let go.

Just to go back and see her, against the old man's wishes, and she was dressed like this and being held by Nalan Jin. He really wanted to chop off Nalan Jin's hand.

"If I don't come, are you going to go to bed with Nalan Jin?! You really take my warning as nothing but a whisper!" He roared, "A slutty woman!"

Ling Muxue was instantly enraged, "Yes! So what? If you can find a woman outside, can't I find a man? Xiao Qinghan, what right do you have to control me?" She shouted at him against her conscience.

"Just because I'm your husband!"

Husband? Ling Muxue only sneered coldly, "You're not worthy!"

Her words pierced into his chest like a knife and a pair of hands were tearing at his bloody wound. "Good! Very good. Ling Muxue, you're very good!"

The sound of the two of them arguing could be heard in the cold wind.

"Haven't you always wanted to die! Haven't you always wanted to atone for your sins with death!" Cold and ruthless words squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth, and a blood-red light engulfed her.

..."" Ling Muxue was at a loss for words.

His expression was cold, but the anger in his eyes was like a raging wind and waves, "Alright! Since you want to die so badly, I will fulfill your wish! You want to die before you tarnish my eyes!" He roared.

Ling Muxue's heart trembled and she looked at him with wide eyes. Her mind was completely blank, and she no longer had the ability to think about what he meant. She only felt her body being pushed by a force.

Her body had lost its weight and she was falling fast, the cold wind howling in her ears. Her mind was still completely blank, and her eyes were wide open as she watched the dark shapes on the top of the mountain move further and further away from her.

Suddenly, she realized that he was going to kill her with his own hands.

Subconsciously, a force frightened her. She didn't want to die, so she couldn't die. She wanted to cry for help, but her stiff lips couldn't move, and her eyes were filled with tears.

But at last she closed her eyes weakly, and the cold wind blew the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the moment she closed them, the last remnants of consciousness in her head made her feel as if her body were wrapped in a strong, powerful force.

Ling Muxue reached out her hand and hugged him tightly as if she was grabbing onto her last life-saving straw.

"Even if we die, we have to go to hell together!"