I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 227 The Most Deadly is the Gentle Blade

Her voice was very low, constantly circling in his ear, and her breath made him lose his senses.

He slowly moved his hand to her waist and smiled slightly: "Sister, if you don't tell me, I won't ask."

He gently pressed his nose against hers, his warm breath brushing against her face as he spoke, his voice low and suggestive.

"I'm afraid that there's nothing in my dreams, it's all a blank."

His heart ached slightly, but he didn't want to ask any further questions.

Seeing Zhongli Yueluo's furrowed brows, one could tell that her dream must have been extremely painful.

If he keeps asking questions, then he's being rather inconsiderate.

But then Zhongli Yueluo said, "Because everyone died in my dream, my mind became blank."

Now his heart didn't ache anymore; it turned out she had lost everything in her dream.

In their dreams, they only lost her, while in her dreams, she lost everyone. No wonder she was in so much pain.

One hand was around her waist, and the other hand supported the back of her head; their breaths mingled.

"Sister, don't worry, we will always be by your side." The voice was deep and gentle.

He wanted to kiss her.

She kissed the corner of his lips first, and he tightened his grip slightly; how could he let her slip away from his lips?

A slight smile played on her lips: "This was initiated by my older sister."

He stepped forward to brace her against his chest, holding her tightly against his chest, his breathing heavy.

His moist lips, filled with resentment, lightly tasted every inch of her skin, and she responded passionately in retaliation.

This left him somewhat at a loss. He tilted his head slightly, matching her rhythm, as she exerted more and more force.

As if trying to merge him and her into one, they kissed, tears streaming down their faces.

He released her waist, gently cupped her face in his hands, and rested one hand on the tree trunk.

He kept wiping away her tears with his thumb, worried that he might be using too much force. But he didn't stop.

After a long separation, he noticed her eyes were red and swallowed hard, wondering why.

He thought this older sister was so beautiful, and he couldn't help but want to bully her; a dark glint appeared in his eyes.

A hoarse voice, tinged with a hint of danger: "I want more, my sister..."

He lightly kissed her earlobe, then traced his way down her neck. She could only belong to him!

Seeing that Zhongli Yueluo did not react, he pinched her chin and the two looked at each other.

Her eyes were also misty, her two little cheeks were rosy, she licked her lips, and her eyes were full of longing.

"It seems my sister's body is quite honest."

Looking at her, he couldn't resist any longer and leaned down to kiss her lips again.

The two were so engrossed in their kiss that they didn't know where to put their hands. Zhongli Yueluo's hands only touched the warmth of a patch of skin.

As if electrocuted, I quickly pulled my hand back. What was going on? How could they do such a thing!

Swallowing hard, she hurriedly pushed Su Fengling aside, a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

Of course, she was only angry with herself. Su Fengling was still a little unsatisfied, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

When he tried to get closer to Zhongli Yueluo, he sensed a very hostile aura.

At times like these, there's always some unrelated person who comes to bother them.

He held Zhongli Yueluo tightly with one hand, hiding her behind his back.

Sure enough, a very handsome man with black hair and golden eyes walked out from not far away.

Zhongli Yueluo peeked out from behind Su Fengling and glanced at him, feeling that the man looked somewhat familiar.

The man chuckled coldly, as if he had just witnessed a hilarious scene.

Ling Shaojun, who kills without blinking an eye and is known as Yama, is extremely unstable and has been called the King of Hell. Just now, he was actually entangled with a woman.

Moreover, he was completely absorbed in his love for that woman; one could sense how deeply he loved her.

He held a mace in one hand, patted his other hand, and leaned casually against a tree.

His golden eyes were full of mockery: "Su Fengling, you really like this woman!"

Su Fengling was truly enraged. He didn't care whether it was He Yuhuan or Miao Qing who appeared.

But it was Zisang Luoye, with whom he had a past feud!

Su Fengling subconsciously hid Zhongli Yueluo's head behind his back again. She was his treasure, how could he let others covet her?

His eyes narrowed, revealing a cold glint, as he stared fiercely at Zisang Luoye.

"What? You've forgotten the pain once the scars have healed!"

"You two brothers only beat us by luck back then. Now you're on our turf!"

He also narrowed his golden eyes, which shone with a cold light, and occasionally tilted his head to look at Zhongli Yueluo.

I'm a little curious about what kind of woman could possibly have these two cold-hearted brothers so completely under her thumb.

"What are you looking at? Be careful I don't gouge your eyes out!" Su Fengling pulled Zhongli Yueluo back a step.

The two clung tightly to the tree trunk, not out of fear of him.

Instead, they were thinking that if Zisang Luohua were to launch a surprise attack on them from behind.

"What are you hiding from? Oh~ so this woman has become your weakness now, haha!"

Zisang Luoye sneered, his handsome face contorted in a grotesque expression.

Zhongli Yueluo remained calm because he did not sense the presence of any other people around him.

It seems there should only be Zisang Luoye, and he alone is not a threat.

“Brother, now that we’ve met, it’s good to settle things once and for all.”

Su Fengling turned around in surprise, not expecting Zhongli Yueluo to say such a thing.

He thought she would tell him to avoid her and that the two of them should retreat temporarily.

With her words of encouragement, Su Fengling became even more fearless, especially with the demonic sound of her blood flute.

If we beat him this time, it won't be a fluke; it will only be his misfortune!

Zisang Luoye impatiently slammed the mace on the ground.

He scratched the back of his head with one hand and glared fiercely at Zhongli Yueluo.

"Get out of my way, woman! This is a matter between me and Su Fengling!"

Zhongli Yueluo smiled slightly, revealing sweet dimples, and squinted her eyes at him.

Su Fengling could tell from the fact that her smile didn't reach her eyes that she was up to something bad again.

As expected, this kind of older sister is much more interesting, in my dreams... anyway, it's all just a dream!

"Zisang Luohua, I didn't expect you to be so good-looking."

Zhong Li Yueluo's words were shocking, and Su Fengling's expression turned cold. How could she praise another man's good looks in front of him!

Thinking to himself, he knew he couldn't let this fallen mulberry leaf stay!

"Su Fengling, the woman you like is far too frivolous!" he said angrily.

"My younger brother might like my frivolous appearance."

"Oh dear, if you had unified Southern Demon Mountain, you might be the one standing next to me now."

Her expression remained unchanged, her voice was sweet, and she seemed to have no ulterior motives.

The most deadly thing is a gentle knife; the more she acted this way, the more Su Fengling felt a chill run down his spine.

Then his gaze fell on Zisang Luoye. Now, looking closely at his appearance, he was quite handsome.