"Such a big thing happened, why didn't you stop it! Your hands and feet are useless?" He gritted his teeth and scolded, while peeking at his master's face.
Sure enough, the master's face showed no expression, but his eyes became as dark as ink.
"Master, this is a good opportunity." He said immediately.
"good chance?"
Mo Chuan passed by with a strike, and Zhui Feng broke out in a cold sweat.
However, he still plucked up the courage: "Master, go over now, and you can be a hero and save the beauty."
Heroes save beauty.
Although this routine is very tacky, it has been a very useful and very popular method for girls since ancient times.
What's more, this accident was not arranged by the master, but a God-given opportunity.
Although Mo Chuan disdained this method in his heart, he had to admit that it was a good idea.
If he saved her, would she tell him the truth
Regardless, he was going to give it a try.
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"You dare to touch my people, don't you want my claws anymore?"
Just when the handsome young man grabbed Shen Rumei's wrist and pulled it into his arms, a sweet and sweet voice sounded softly.
Following that voice, a red shadow fluttered down in the sky.
The handsome young man felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and hurriedly retracted his hand. He saw a deep wound on his wrist, and blood was gurgling out.
If he had just been slow to withdraw his hand, he would have been chopped off at the wrist.
He was horrified and looked up.
I saw a beautiful young man in fluttering red clothes, with picturesque eyebrows and exquisite facial features that could not tell the difference between male and female, but made people feel inexplicably good-looking.
He raised his red lips and smiled at him. His eyes were so moving and so captivating that the handsome young man even forgot about the severe pain in his wrist.
"You... who are you?" He murmured, fascinated by the beauty of the young man in red.
But the beautiful young man in red ignored him and didn't even look at him.
He tightened his arms and hugged Shen Ru's eyebrows, smiling broadly.
"Xiao Meier, we meet again, do you miss me or not?" He also deliberately got very close, his face almost touching hers.
Shen Rumei's face turned red with anger, she gritted her teeth and said, "Asshole!"
"Hey, it's not me who bullied you. I obviously saved you, so why did you scold me instead?" The boy in red smiled evilly, stretched out a finger as white as jade, and slowly touched it. Touching her cheek.
"You took off my clothes and left me in the wilderness. You were so cruel. But I still miss you and want to repay you with all my heart. What do you think I should do?"
"How should I repay you? How about tit for tat, you take off my clothes and I take off yours?"
He smiled, his fingers fell from her cheek, and picked up one of her belts, which seemed to be a solution.
Shen Rumei calmed down and looked at him quietly.
"As long as you save Ling'er, I'll do whatever you want."
The beautiful boy in red's eyes lit up: "Really, what do you want me to do?"
"good."
"good!"
As soon as the handsome boy in red finished speaking, he heard a scream from the handsome boy.
His attendants only saw a flash of snow, then blood splattered, and one of their master's right palms had fallen to the ground.
And Shen Ling'er, who was grabbed by the neck by the handsome boy, was already in the arms of the handsome boy in red.
"Here, I'm rescued, Xiaomei'er. I'll give you your precious son. Don't forget to promise me your answer!" The beautiful young man in red smiled and winked at her.