Chapter 26 How about being mine?
Not wanting to hurt him again inadvertently, facing his sharp and deadly attacks, Ying Zhen could only dodge step by step. In his view, his stoicism was spilling his guts to him, spilling his guts to him, but in Xuanyuan Ying's view, Xuanyuan Ying could only dodge step by step. This move was undoubtedly playing a cat-and-mouse game with him, teasing him. The calm lake in his heart was covered in ice. As the killing intent grew stronger, the attacking movements became more mature, sharper, and more precise. The sharper it was, the more unstoppable it became.
"Hey, stop it or you're not welcome."
The Imperial Son of the Underworld, a half-step Golden Elixir expert, was being pushed tighter and tighter by a punk. Ying Zheng was really angry and annoyed.
"Impossible."
He coldly dropped three words, and his attack showed no signs of weakening, with waves becoming more ferocious.
"It seems that you won't give up until you completely collapse."
Suddenly, Ying Zhen stopped, no longer dodging. A hint of danger flashed in his eyes. Facing Xuanyuan Ying's fatal strike that was attacking his chest, he raised his left hand to separate Xuanyuan Ying, bent down, and struck Xuanyuan Ying hard with his right fist. Xuanyuan Ying's body immediately flew backward like a kite with broken strings.
" Boom~"
He didn't fall until he hit the wall. A trace of bright red blood slid down from the corner of his mouth, contrasting sharply with his fair skin.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ..."
My body hurt like it was falling apart! Damn, this body is fucking useless.
"Are you convinced now?"
Ying Zhen walked in front of him and looked at him condescendingly, his sky-blue eyes filled with faint heartache and helplessness.
"Convince? Xuanyuan Ying has never had these two words in his dictionary. I will remember today's insult to my heart."
Looking up at his eyes, Xuanyuan Ying did not have the slightest bit of fear that a weak person should have, even though he was currently in a weak position. One day, he would take revenge.
"Haha ... That's the right thing to do. I appreciate you very much. How about you consider becoming one of mine?"
Hearing this, Ying Zhen smiled, bent down, and extended his right hand in front of him.
"Pah~"
Xuanyuan Ying didn't even look at the large hand stretched out in front of him and slapped him. He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, covered his fiery and painful chest, and struggled to get up from the ground.
"Is it yours? It's not like my head is broken."
Raising his head to meet his gaze, the peach blossom eyes were filled with sarcasm. After saying that, Xuanyuan Ying didn't bother to care about him anymore. he covered his chest and crouched over him.
With the friction of his body, waves of fishy sweetness welled up in his throat. Xuanyuan Ying raised his right hand and clutched the clothes on his chest. He clenched his teeth tightly, trying his best to endure the burning pain that shot outward from within his body. The peach blossom eyes were deep and sinister, cultivators with supernormal abilities were indeed strong enough.
"Remember, one day, I will make you willingly become mine."
Without noticing his difference, Ying Zhen resounded through the rooftop with an absolutely firm declaration. Xuanyuan Ying turned the doorknob for a moment, then decisively opened the door and left.
"Bang!"
Two words of icy determination floated clearly into Ying Zhen's ears along with the tightly closed door.
"Ha..."
This was the first time in his life that someone dared to reject him so completely. Xuanyuan Ying was indeed an interesting person.
After a while, the smile on Lord Ying Zhen's face suddenly disappeared. He turned around and walked to the rooftop. He placed his hands on the rooftop handrail and looked down at the solemn and ancient Royal Academy with a firm gaze. ''Xuanyuan Ying, I don't need to do anything I want. Once it's in my hands, just wait for it to become my property.
Xuanyuan Ying, who was leaning against the stairs, naturally heard someone's insane laughter, but he had no time to think about what he was going to do right now. He endured the pain and simply dealt with his embarrassment. Xuanyuan Ying took out his cell phone. He made a call to Ye Tian Xie. At this time, the only person he thought could help him was Ye Tian Xie, his nominal husband, his only man.