A Stubborn Cold Blooded Killer

Chapter 95: Xianshui Palace (2)

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I don't know how long I slept, until I woke up again, the sky had sunk.

"Wake up?" The sudden voice made my heart tremble, and my eyes quickly searched for the source of the sound.

Next to the table, a woman in snow clothes lightly held her cheek, looked at the curling incense candle, and started talking sadly.

"I don't care what saint or saint you are, let me go!" Although she revealed a back view of knowledge, but the enchanting posture of the happy soul made people unable to leave for a long time.

"Let you go? If you let go, I'll have to die!" He slowly turned around, smiled at me, and said ambiguously, "Are you willing?"

I couldn't help being stunned. The ivory-white complexion was lined with the peach-like soft lips. It turned out that there was such an alluring scene under the tulle, and I couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Why, you like me?" The woman said, moving to my bedside in shattered steps, sighed gently on my cheek, and smiled affectionately at me.

I was frightened by this sudden situation, and instinctively wanted to raise my hands to block it, only then realized that my hands didn't even have any strength.

"Your internal strength has been sealed off by me, so in order to avoid hurting yourself, it is better to save some energy." A seductive smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, and her tender cheeks moved closer to me. My heart is so nervous that I can't breathe.

'Pam—' A clear and sharp applause fell heavily on my right face, and my ears were suddenly filled with many strange noises.

"Jianren!" After she said this angrily, she slammed the door and paced out.

Just when I was in a daze about the inexplicable thing, I heard a slight footstep. At first I thought my ears had misheard, but immediately the weird sound rang again and my body couldn't move. , I can only sit passively and stupidly. Because of the curtain of the bed, I can't see anything. The sound of getting closer and closer made my heart numb.

"Who is it?" I whispered, and I could feel the trembling of the voice.

There was no answer, and then a black silhouette was reflected on the curtain of the bed and stopped.

"Who are you?" I boldly raised my tone, but it still seemed to have no effect.

The next moment, a pair of big hands stretched out to my body in an instant, and I closed my eyes and shouted heartbreakingly.

"Don't yell!" A voice said softly, but in that situation, how could I hear it back, still shouting.

Suddenly, a big hand with body temperature almost covered most of my face, and I yelled, "Keep it down, it's me!" I gradually calmed down, and there was still a few left in my body. Feared, he opened his eyes slightly, and a familiar figure reflected in his eyes.

"Yu Chen!" I thought I was dreaming, so I whispered.

He looked at me softly, as if telling me that this was not a dream.

"Why are you here?" I asked in amazement.

"The landlord ordered me to save you!"

Chu Mengfan, how is he now? Although there were a thousand questions in my heart, I couldn't speak.

"He's not dead?" I looked away.

"Who?" Yu Chen seemed confused.

"That—that—the original poster."

"You are not allowed to say that!" Yu Chen said angrily.

But my heart seemed to be relieved secretly, at least he was still alive.