Chapter 69 Nowhere to Release

King Ning had already left the city, but he was still caught up. He was holding Lan Ling in the middle, and four masters guarded him.

Huo Jingyun, Bai Shaoting, Han Zhitao, Tian Ming, Gu Fan, Yang Shuo, and Lei Ze formed a tight circle.

"Fourth, I didn't expect you to dispatch so many people, but it's not that easy to catch me!"

Ling Chen, dressed in a black robe, stood there with a cold smile, "Ling Feng, I was able to beat you before, and I can still beat you now! Put down Concubine Ling!"

The emperor said that the soft sword took the wind straight to Lingfeng and stabbed it!

Huo Jingyun has always been gentle, but at this time, his eyes are cold and sharp, his blunt sword is like ink, the dragon's roar is deafening, and a few black lights penetrate the guards surrounding Ling Feng.

Lan Ling's dumb point was tapped, and he was so anxious that he blinked his black eyes and couldn't say a word.

The two masters, the emperor and Huo Jingyun, attacked Ling Feng from front to back. There were fewer and fewer guards around Ling Feng, and the masters were too busy to take care of themselves.

Ling Feng gradually fell into the lower wind. When Ling Chen and Huo Jingyun's swords stabbed at him like a gust of wind at the same time, he pointed at Lan Ling's neck, "Back up, go forward and I will kill her directly! Ling Chen, I If you can't get it, you don't want to have it either!"

Ling Chen and Huo Jingyun stopped their swords.

There was a rumbling sound in front, and a dense burst of rockets came from overwhelming the sky, like a meteor falling to the ground!

Lan Jingtian charged into the crowd with a group of cavalry.

"King Ning, hurry up!"

Huo Jingyun raised his blunt sword, a blue light hit Ning Lingfeng's wrist, and the sword in his hand fell instantly!

King Ning was stunned, Lan Ling had already been snatched by Ling Chen!

The emperor jumped to the horse, he took off his clothes and cloak to wrap Lan Ling, untied her acupuncture points, and put her on his horse.

Tian Ming immediately took off his coat and put it on the emperor.

Ning Wang laughed, "Okay, Ling Chen, remember, she will be mine sooner or later!"

"You must be able to leave first!" The emperor raised his sword and stabbed at it!

Lan Jingtian and four masters covered King Ning to escape.

"Father!" Lan Ling called out.

"Father, can't you stop for Ling'er?"

"Ling'er, my father is a soldier. Unless he is dead, he will never betray King Ning!"

The cavalry behind shot a burst of rockets that covered the sky, and King Ning made a false move and took the opportunity to escape.

Huo Jingyun was furious, Lan Ling was not in the hands of King Ning, he had no scruples, and started killing.

The sound of the huge dragon roar gathered in one place, forming a chaotic river, roaring violently. Everyone was shocked, how did they think that this normally gentle man would be so decisive and violent,

The emperor did not say a word, pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were cold and sharp, the blade slashed down, the cold light flickered, and the crackling sound was incessantly heard.

In an instant, the corpses of the cavalry and the warhorse flew across the sky.

Two of King Ning's masters were hacked to death by the emperor Huo Jingyun, but Lan Jingtian still protected King Ning and escaped.

Lei Ze and Yang Shuo were about to chase after him, but Ling Chen stopped him, "I think it's impossible for King Ning to just kidnap a concubine tonight. Stop chasing. Go back to the palace."

The emperor jumped on the horse and ran away with Lan Ling in his arms.

He almost lost her, just tonight.

Since returning from Qingyun Mountain, he feels that he has changed, although he does not want to admit it.

He always believed that the person he loved in his life was Wen Heng. When he was still King An, he was in dire straits. He was afraid that if he failed to protect Wen Heng, he never married her.

After winning the world, he did not give her the promised queen position, because it was dangerous now. There are many things he can't control yet, and she will be the target of public criticism in that position.

But that position can only be hers. It's just not the time.

But why, when he and Wen Heng were alone, he didn't have that kind of strong male-female affection for her, unlike Lan Ling.

When he was alone with Lan Ling, he always wanted to hold her in his arms, always wanted her. Even if she is Lan Jingtian's daughter, even if the minister strongly demands to kill her after the palace change, he has not changed.

She saved him, but she also caused him so much trouble. She disregarded etiquette and always liked to call his name loudly. She was so bad-tempered and often despised him. She even condoned his concubine to run away with others... ….

But he couldn't kill her. He deliberately left her out, he looked for another concubine, he wanted her to be like other concubines, just his concubine, he only allowed Wen Heng in his heart, but he was getting more and more embarrassed.

Especially after returning from Qingyun Mountain, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

The colorful Lingyu, the story of Yuan Lie and Qingyun, the lover tree, and the strange Aunt Meng. They were all telling him that Lan Ling was not as simple as it seemed.

And the dream he had been having for many years, which he hadn't had since marrying Guan Yue and Lan Ling.

But what about Wen Heng? Was Wen Heng really not the person he was looking for? Is he going to bear Wen Heng?

After so many years of protection, how could he bear her?

He hugged Lan Ling tightly. As if she could disappear at any moment.

"Lingchen, I was bathing when King Ning entered, so I was so embarrassed..." Lan Lingruruo explained.

It's so unfortunate, it's a shame to be wrapped naked from one man's arms to another man's arms.

"Shut up! Why does King Ning miss you so much?" Ling Chen's anger gushed out again.

"How do I know? You should ask him!" Lan Ling was also angry.

Back in the palace, he directly brought Lan Ling back to his Linhua Hall.

"Guard the door and let no one in!" he said to Yangshu.

He threw Lan Ling on the bed and pulled off his clothes wrapped around her, which was just a purple bathrobe.

He stretched out his hand to tear off the bathrobe and stroked her rough hands up. Although the wounds on her hands and feet were healed, she still had no strength. He was easily pressed under her body, unable to move.

"Say, has he ever touched you!" There was a raging fire in the emperor's eyes, burning Lan Ling.

"No, I was wearing a bathrobe when he kidnapped me! And here you are!"

She was naked, but he was neatly dressed and looked at her like that. Lan Ling felt like a fish on a chopping board.

His other hand held the back of her head, his palm was cold, Lan Ling wanted to get up, but was firmly locked by his other arm

He caressed her waist delicately, his fingertips slowly moved up along the back, around her white and tender shoulders, and stopped at one place, where he vacillated, very gentle.

He hasn't touched her for almost two months. He licked his dry lips, cupped her face with both hands, and pressed her lips. He kissed her like a treasure, from the tip of the tongue to the back of the foot, inch by inch.

He is a high-ranking emperor, so ambiguous, so crazy, and delusional, Lan Ling gradually lost his mind, and everything became fragmented...

They breathed each other's breath as if never far away, never separated.

At this moment there is no doubt of love and hate, no one else, as if there are only two of them in the heaven and the earth cuddling with each other...

He rushed in with a thrilling force. He seemed to be angry, depressed, unwilling, killed, and a little distressed. His iron-cast hard arms tightly restrained her, and his rough palms pinched the softness on her chest. The heavy breathing sprayed on her white skin that was madly sucked by him.

she cried. He sucked her tears suddenly and tenderly, but he didn't relax at all.

Lan Ling was completely shattered, sweating profusely on his chest.

A love affair replaced thousands of words for each other. It's not desire, it's not venting, it's scattered, passionate love that has nowhere to go.