Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 830

Wei Yuanwei's clear and beautiful eyes, which were mixed with a bit of pain, looked at Ning Zheyan, who was just inches away from her. Even though the darkness had covered everything, Wei Yuanwei could still see the pain that flashed past her eyes.

That kind of pain was very fragmented, but it was something that had acc.u.mulated for many years. Like a needle, it densely pierced Wei Yuanwei's heart.

"small tail, Zheyan is begging you, Zheyan has helped you so many times, can you help Zheyan this time? Zheyan is really meaningless to live like this! " Ning Zheyan had never revealed such a frail expression in front of Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei listened to Ning Zheyan, and every word she said caused Wei Yuanwei's heart to tremble, and made her throat sob so much that she couldn't speak anymore. She knew that Ning Zheyan had lived a very difficult life these past few years.

A man is not like a man, a ghost is not like a ghost, every day he lives in solitude, no one speaks to him, and he has no one to confide in.

Most importantly, how could he be willing to be a puppet controlled by someone else?

Ning Zheyan had been chasing after two things in her entire life, and that was a healthy body.

He was unable to do the former, but he was even more unwilling to give up on the latter!

"Zheyan, I don't want you to die, and I don't want to see you die in front of me either. Maybe I can find the person behind this and solve everything, and you might even have a healthy body!" Wei Yuanwei's slender hands tightly held onto the demonic red colored gorgeous dress on Ning Zheyan's body, and her lightly blinked eyes were filled with a halo of hope.

Ning Zheyan shook her head lightly at Wei Yuanwei: "small tail, Zheyan is already dead. It's just that the person behind the scenes used some kind of forbidden technique to preserve Zheyan's consciousness, and survived. When the forbidden technique was removed, Zheyan's consciousness would also disappear."

"Whether it is your consciousness or a living person, I will not allow you to die!" Wei Yuanwei grabbed onto Ning Zheyan's clothes even more forcefully this time. Her long nails embedded into Ning Zheyan's skin, as if wanting to stimulate him and calm him down.

However, Ning Zheyan's face showed no fluctuations, the way she looked at Wei Yuanwei was getting more and more flirtatious, and more and more enchanting. For a long time, Ning Zheyan did not speak, as if she was waiting for something.

Dressed in a crescent white robe, Mu Jin stood within the beauty clinic's hut. Other than the crescent moon in the sky s.h.i.+ning through the window, there was no light in his surroundings.

Mu Jin's pitch black and deep eyes only lightly swept a few glances around the house, after that he held his breath, closed his eyes, and used his ears to quietly listen for any sounds in his surroundings.

With a "bang", needles flew out from Ning Zheyan's sleeves, and all shot toward the surrounding stone walls and the entrance to the underground palace.

Ning Zheyan was purposely luring Mu Jin in.

Wei Yuanwei immediately went to stop Ning Zheyan, but Ning Zheyan reached out and wrapped her arm around Wei Yuanwei's waist, and waved gently with her other hand.

The curtains which had been released was lifted, and Ning Zheyan gently leapt onto the bed with Wei Yuanwei in her arms, as her entire body landed on top of Wei Yuanwei's body.

Wei Yuanwei became anxious and used both hands to pull at the corner of Ning Zheyan's clothes, struggling with all her might: "Ning Zheyan, I beg you, don't be like this, don't be like this!"

Wei Yuanwei pleaded as she used her hands to beat up Ning Zheyan's body. Her face was filled with anxiousness.

However, Ning Zheyan's face remained indifferent the entire time. Towards Wei Yuanwei's repeated hammering and struggling, as well as the fingernails that were imprinted on his body, he did not feel the slightest amount of pain.

"Actually, Zheyan shouldn't have told you those things just now. She should have immediately made you hate Zheyan, and misunderstand that Zheyan is a bad guy. Zheyan missed you this time, she doesn't want to miss the next time … How about you forgive Zheyan's selfishness? " Ning Zheyan immediately bound both of Wei Yuanwei's hands, causing her thick jet-black hair to slide down her shoulders, covering Wei Yuanwei's face, which was filled with pain.

"Rip!" A long cut was ripped open on Wei Yuanwei's clothes, revealing her white and round skin. So fair, and so enticing.

And that red ribbon tied around his neck was so eye-catching in the dark night.

Wei Yuanwei curled into a ball, her brows tightly knitted together. Unknowingly, her eyelashes, which were as thin as cicada's wings, had been drenched with tears. It was as if something had blocked her throat, making her unable to utter a single word.

Ning Zheyan tilted her head, opened her mouth and gently bit on the red ribbon.

Wei Yuanwei's faint sobbing voice came out from her throat: "If you don't let go, when Mu Jin comes in, I will tell him, I am willing."

Ning Zheyan's movements froze, the flirtatious eyes that looked at Wei Yuanwei seemed to have been instantly struck by pain.

At the same time, the door connecting to the underground palace was also shattered by the powerful inner force.

An orange candlelight like a ghost appeared in front of the entrance to the underground palace.

The strong wind brought by the inner force lifted the curtains on the stone bed layer by layer.

Ning Zheyan and Wei Yuanwei maintained this posture, and looked at each other.

When Wei Yuanwei heard that loud sound, her breathing suddenly tightened, and her hands instantly hugged tightly onto Ning Zheyan's body, as though she wanted to use her own body to block Ning Zheyan's body.

However, Ning Zheyan remained as still as a rock, and didn't move from his position on top of Wei Yuanwei's body. On the other hand, the lips that were chewing the red ribbon on Wei Yuanwei's body were alluring upwards, as he looked at Wei Yuanwei with tender and deep emotions.

Yet on the other hand, she used that incomparably fierce tone of voice to shout at Wei Yuanwei: "Zheyan has done so much for you.

When Wei Yuanwei heard this, both of her eyes were instantly dyed in red. Even though Wei Yuanwei still had not seen him, she felt all the pores on her body bulge up, and that kind of pressure and fear seeped out from every single one of Wei Yuanwei's pores.

The ice-cold feeling caused Wei Yuanwei's entire body to feel cold from head to toe.

In the next second, a gust of palm wind struck at Ning Zheyan, but before it even got close, Wei Yuanwei felt like her entire body was on fire, the temperature was extremely hot, and could even directly pierce through her skin, stimulating her flesh and blood.

"Mu Jin, don't!" Wei Yuanwei subconsciously shouted out, but it was already too late.

That palm strike had already landed solidly on Ning Zheyan's back.

Just as Wei Yuanwei finished speaking, Ning Zheyan's entire person fell onto Wei Yuanwei's body and she lost consciousness.