The vicious villain is in luck again

An Ran watched the thin line of red light light up under his feet, move quickly, and intertwined into the shape of a star.

So An Ran understood.

No wonder you can build such a tall tower without any scruples. It turns out there is a teleportation formation.

Stars formed extremely quickly, almost taking shape in an instant. When An Ran blinked, the things he saw around him had changed.

An Ran praised.

This formation is a high-level formation in terms of both effectiveness and appearance, and it is indeed a fine product.

Worthy of being a royal.

However, she vaguely felt that there was something inconsistent and contradictory.

The small world we entered this time had only two realms: humans and ghosts. It was a small world with a very simple composition.

And Tiandao also said that in such a simple small world, no matter how sophisticated the formation is, it has its limits, and may even be crude in nature.

Combined with what was learned about Hang Anran's fate at the beginning, Anran actually had a very simple idea of ​​the formation in the tomb.

It's nothing more than simply and crudely immobilizing people to draw blood and essence.

What I didn't expect was that this formation could independently construct an illusion.

After half a day of observation, An Ran found that this illusion was very realistic.

It is simply impeccable, as if it were a real small world.

Every move, word and deed of people here is so natural.

Now she has personally experienced a high-level teleportation array in such a realistic illusion.

Here comes the problem, the illusion itself is a formation, and this teleportation formation is equivalent to adding another formation to the illusion formation.

The formation used inside is a high-level formation.

So what about the formation outside?

Will it be an extremely crude formation?

It's definitely impossible.

Low-level formations are easy to break, but high-level formations are very difficult to break.

Continuing to push back from this, will the small world with high-level illusion formations be a simple small world?

Come to think of it, the possibility is slightly slim.

An Ran held her forehead silently.

And when she was speechless and choked with complicated emotions, a voice came from the other side.

"I'm willing to come back."

As soon as he heard it, An Ran shivered uncontrollably.

This voice was not like Lin Tan'er's, which was as cold as sinking into a cold pool and being pressed by a piece of ice, but it was extremely gentle.

It's just that it's too gentle and a bit boring.

It's like adding a lot of white sugar to the thick brown sugar water, and then pouring in a few jars of honey.

Weird, so weird.

An Ran looked in the direction of the sound.

A few red veils fluttered in front of the eyes, meandering and lingering, outlining a light and lazy atmosphere.

She didn't respond, just took off the power fence, took out the storybook and pressed it inside, and put the power fence aside.

The person behind the red gauze did not rush An Ran. After saying those words, he waited quietly.

An Ran reached out and opened the red gauze.

She saw the handcuffs hanging from the wall, with a cold sheen, like two cold poisonous snakes, snaking on the wall.

Why are there shackles in the little princess’s room?

Under the shackles, a man was leaning on the couch, his whole body was as loose as if he had no bones. He supported his head with one hand and fiddled with the chess pieces placed on the small table on the couch in boredom.

"Ta, tap", one after another, the black chess pieces were clamped between his jade-bone-like fingers. They were clearly black and white, and they were tapped lightly on the chessboard, making a crisp and regular sound.

An Ran kept unmoving the red gauze and just observed him quietly.

This man was not wearing any clothes, nor was he sitting. His clothes were casually draped, and they were not even fastened at the front, exposing a large area of ​​ivory white chest, protruding collarbones, and being too slender.

Her face is strong and attractive, and she looks very feminine.

But, it's not suitable for her craft.

In other words, it is not suitable for wearing women's clothing.

An Ran silently set a judgment in his heart. Update without mistakes@

Sure enough, it was the right choice for her to take Ji Qinghan over and over again. Look, it really didn't matter much after that. (This chapter is not over yet!)

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Now she can meet a man who is suitable for her to dress up as a woman.

Seeing that An Ran was motionless, he raised his eyelids, a slight movement that was full of charm.

His thin lips were slightly curved, but his voice was still so sweet and gentle that it could drown people, "Xiaoran, come here."

An Ran did as she was told, put down the red gauze and walked over.

He looked at An Ran, and when he loosened his fingers from playing with the chess pieces on the chessboard, the black chess piece fell down, rolled twice, and fell among the black and white chess pieces, which could no longer be distinguished.

An Ran's eyes were attracted for a moment by the movement caused by the black chess piece. When he turned back to look at the man, he found that he was already sitting upright.

The man smiled and stretched out his hand to her, "Come to father."

An Ran's eyes were dull.

Sorry, she seemed to be a little distracted just now and didn't hear clearly.

What did the man say?

Father?

Is he the leader of Zhao Kingdom?

In An Ran's heart, thousands of prairie horses galloped past, stirring up bursts of flying dust.

She really didn't expect that the lord of Zhao Kingdom and the father of the little princess would have such an image.

Isn't she cruel and belligerent? She looks like such a sickly beauty, and she can punch several people with one punch.

An Ran was extremely surprised, but she actually got closer to the leader of Zhao Kingdom when he summoned her.              _o_m

Then she was pulled into his arms.

He clasped An Ran's neck with one hand and stroked her cheek slowly with his fingers.

The coldness passed from the fingertips to An Ran's skin, and the chill seemed to penetrate into the bones.

An Ran shivered in the arms of the leader of Zhao Kingdom.

It was completely frozen.

The leader of Zhao Kingdom is made of ice. How can a normal person have such a low body temperature?

Suddenly, An Ran was pushed to Xiaoji.

The chess pieces on the chessboard were scattered all over the floor when she touched them.

One hand pressed firmly on her head, pressing half of her cheek against the chessboard.

A chess piece was placed under An Ran's face, making her uncomfortable.

An Ran's heart was filled with turmoil.

Is this what a father would do to his daughter?

The leader of Zhao Kingdom is a pervert!

"You're disobedient." A voice sounded like anger and resentment from above.

"How can you disobey your father?"

He said, "I have suffered so much for you."

"You have to be obedient."

An Ran, An Ran wanted to roll her eyes twice after hearing this.

As far as she is concerned, she really can't listen to such words.

However, now that she was in the illusion, she was still being held down by the opponent's hands. The leader of Zhao Kingdom was so neurotic and weird that she couldn't react too much.

An Ran was held down by him in silence.

He seemed to be satisfied with her silence, but after a while, the hand moved away from her head.

Then An Ran was picked up.

Just like an eagle catching a chick, the king took her arms with both hands and lifted her up.

However, it's not that easy.

The king of the country looks like a sickly beauty, but in fact she does not seem to have much physical strength.

An Ran's vision turned upside down for a moment.

The king looked at her with a smile and took a whip from nowhere.

An Ran felt horrified and somehow thought of the handcuffs hanging on the wall.

What does this pervert want to do? He wants to handcuff her to the wall and whip her, right?

He looked at An Ran's cheek, showing a bit of false distress in his smile, and rubbed An Ran's face that had been hit by the chess piece with his thumb, "It's really distressing."

"Then, let's make you happy."

The king said, taking out a cloth bag from his chest.

A simple, inconspicuous cloth bag.

An Ran opened it under his gaze.

Inside is a silver hairpin with the head carved into the shape of a peony flower. It looks like it has been around for some years.

An Ran held the hairpin and wondered, "This is this?"

"This is your mother's thing."

An Ran looked at the king.

It seems to be mentioned. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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When someone mentioned some unpleasant topic, his smile became much colder, showing a hint of disgust.

"Okay." He held the whip, "Go and cuff your hands yourself."

An Ran quickly clenched the hairpin in her hand.

This pervert really wants to hang her on the wall and beat her!

He even asked her to cuff her hands and was speechless.

Forgive her for her inability to accept it.

An Ran calmly took a small step back and did not do what he said.

Her silence represented her attitude.

It seemed that the little princess was so reluctant in the past, and the king did not regard her attitude as abnormal, but smiled again.

He took a step forward, opened his arms, and hugged An Ran into his arms.

"Father told you that disobedient children will be punished."

As he spoke, he stroked the back of An Ran's head soothingly.

"You want to be an obedient and good boy, don't you?"

An Ran moved her lips.

"I--"

Anticipating the usual answer she would say next, the smile on the face of the king buried in An Ran's neck became deeper and deeper.

The next second, his smile froze on his face.

The king's body trembled.

"I don't want to." An Ran said the last two words, pulled out the hairpin inserted in his neck, and quickly touched it a few times in other places before pushing the person away.

The king's gorgeous face was distorted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He covered his bloody neck with one hand and stumbled against the small table.

There were not many chess pieces left on the chessboard, but now they were all swept to the ground.

"You, you, how dare?..." He gasped, his chest rising and falling, he spoke intermittently, and he tried his best to squeeze out a few broken words that were out of tune.

An Ran sneered back at him, "What are you afraid of?"

She walked over, picked up the whip that fell on the ground, and pulled it with both hands, "It feels good. @ESSENTIAL\/书馆*First update~~"

An Ran's hands were as fast as the wind and he pumped forward hard.

He fell off the table and was covered in blood.

An Ran was indifferent and even asked him in a cool tone, "Does it feel good?"

The king opened his mouth and could only make a hissing sound.

An Ran was whipped again without any scruples.

The blood flowing from the wound became more and more violent, and his struggle became weaker and weaker.

Seeing that he was really about to die, An Ran walked over with compassion and helped him stop the bleeding.

When she walked in, she discovered that there were wound medicine in a place next to it.

This pervert must have applied medicine to the little princess every time after leaving her scarred.

Then let him experience this feeling of wanting to live and die...

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