Just like what she thought at the time, hide her with a carefully crafted chain, so that she can no longer show confusing smiles to other men. From then on, she belonged to him alone.
After this picture appeared in my mind, it was like a giant beast rushing out of the cage, unable to restrain it anymore, clamoring frantically, get her, get her—
It was already three days after Duan Ziyin got ****, and when she came back, she hurriedly returned to Su Kui to show her loyalty.
After hearing this, Su Kui didn't say much, but waved her hand coldly and let her go out.
She leaned on the main seat, her eyes half-closed lazily, and her complexion was a little pale. It seemed that there was something in her body that had become different.
Duan Ziyin's expression was unpredictable and she walked out of Yinluo Temple and walked to her yard. Her heart was beating rapidly, like a drum, always feeling that something bad was about to happen. She secretly squeezed the bottle in the pocket of her sleeve, her eyes gloomy.
The woman looked at her just now, as if she had seen everything. Duan Ziyin knew that things couldn't be delayed any longer.
She pursed her lips and quietly walked into the yard under the eyelids of the guarding disciples, and then came out from another place imperceptibly. The goal is the nameless palace.
The more Fusang was happy to be clean, and he existed in the teaching as a hostage. Therefore, he did not like being guarded, which was normal, and Su Kui also followed him.
Just like this, Duan Ziyin came in without expending too much effort, she sneaked in carefully, holding her breath.
There was no one in the huge hall, her eyes flashed, she heard the sound of splashing water, her cheeks became hot, and her breathing became heavy.
Just as the hand was about to push the door of the Tangchi room, a low voice suddenly came from inside, "Who?!"
Duan Ziyin suddenly withdrew her hand, his face was red and white, feeling very embarrassed by what he had done just now. She actually, as if bewitched, wanted to go in and take a look.
After a moment of silence, she cleared her throat, "It's me, Duan Ziyin."
There was no answer inside, and soon the door was pulled open from the inside.
The man with a jade-like figure is completely dressed, his black hair hangs over his shoulders, smudged by water vapor, and the ends of his hair are dripping downwards. He passed Duan Ziyin, his expression indifferent, "What are you doing?"
Asking knowingly!
Duan Ziyin's heart was ups and downs, but she smiled strongly on her face: "Young Master Yue, I met with the Lord Yue Palace today. He will come to rescue you soon, and you will be free by then!"
Hearing that, the slender knuckles holding the bone china tea cup hand paused slightly, as if his eyebrows smudged by ink were raised slightly, and for a moment, he said: "Duan Ziyin, because Man treats you very well, right? Why do you have to betray her?"
His voice is low, it seems that because of the relationship between just out of the bath, he is even more hoarse. The tone was faint, unable to hear the emotions, but Duan Ziyin felt that there were many oppressive factors floating in the air for no reason.
The pupils moved, she tightened the bottle in her sleeve, and smiled strongly, "What does the son of Yue mean? Being in such a cannibalistic place, because Manshu uses Gu worms to control everyone's body, why can't we resist? Is it necessary to always be like a murder tool, controlled by her?"
Yue Fusang sneered, "Maybe," everyone is born with his own place and his own choice.
"However, Duan Ziyin, I think, our trading can be stopped—"