"Long time no see, Lord Castle Master." Ye Qingluo looked at the young man in front of him and said with a smile.
This person is not someone else.
It was Chu Wuxin, the Lord of Death Castle.
Ye Qingluo found him squatting in the corner because of his extremely bright crimson color.
Or in other words... Chu Wuxin deliberately let her discover his existence.
That's why Ye Qingluo temporarily stopped torturing Shangguan Liuli.
Speaking of which, Shangguan Liuli had to thank Chu Wuxin for preventing her from suffering all kinds of inhuman torture before she died.
If Shangguan Liuli knew what Ye Qingluo was thinking at this time, she would probably spit out another mouthful of blood.
There are no bones left for her to be eaten by the war pet. Isn't this torture
"Miss Ye is good at tricks." Chu Wuxin's cold face was expressionless. The voice was the same as before, indifferent and ruthless.
Ye Qingluo knew that he was referring to her dealing with Shangguan Liuli just now.
I don't know how long Chu Wuxin squatted in the corner and how much he watched.
Ye Qingluo simply didn't bother to hide it, and raised his eyebrows playfully: "Doesn't Lord Castle think that I'm too ruthless?"
"It's really cruel. What you fed that woman is a pill to maintain consciousness." Chu Wuxin said coldly.
Ye Qingluo just smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.
The pill she fed to Shangguan Liuli was indeed a pill to maintain consciousness.
The effect of the medicine will last until Shangguan Liuli's life, until the end.
Before he died, even if he was dismembered by a monster, he bit Shangguan Liuli's body into pieces one by one.
Shangguan Liuli would not die, nor would she faint from the severe pain.
She could only clearly feel how her body was torn apart, how it got into the teeth of the monster...
The smile in Ye Qing's charming eyes added a bit of coldness: "Since Lord Castle Master also thinks I'm cruel, why bother me anymore?"
Chu Wuxin didn't answer.
With those clear eyes, he stared at her face for a moment.
Suddenly, his figure moved.
Before Ye Qingluo could react, a clear breath sprayed on his face.
A cold touch touched her face.
Ye Qingluo frowned, and was about to release his profound energy to fight back.
Instead, he felt his fingers groping around her cheeks.
His eyes were also fixed on her face at a close distance, as if he was searching for something.
Ye Qingluo's movement of resistance stopped.
She still frowned: "Do you suspect that I have changed my face?"
The finger that kept groping on the outline stopped, and the man said in a low voice: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
The distance between the two is very close.
When Chu Wuxin spoke, her warm breath sprayed on her face.
"Then... have you touched it?" Ye Qingluo turned her face away unnaturally, not used to having the breath of men besides Di Moxuan on her body.
Chu Wuxin took a deep look at her.
His sharp and cold gaze met her for a few breaths.
Immediately, she let go.
Ye Qingluo immediately took a few steps back and patted his body.
"Your face is real."
I don't know if it is Ye Qingluo's illusion.
She always felt that when Chu Wuxin said this, her voice was much softer.
The arrogance was no longer as cold as ice before.
Such a change was due to confirming the authenticity of her face
Ye Qingluo narrowed her eyes half-closed, and looked at Chu Wuxin carefully.
I secretly speculated in my heart.
This Chu Wuxin seemed to really know her and was very close to her.
Now, let's confirm the authenticity of her face.
Could it be...
Chu Wuxin actually knew... the original Ye Qingluo