What was reflected in his cold eyes was the glamorous and delicate face of a young girl.
The slender fingers slowly caressed Ye Qingluo's delicate face.
The fingertips moved gently towards her lips.
A dim light flashed across Ye Qingluo's eyes, and in this dim room, he showed a bit of coldness: "Chu Wuxin, if you dare to move a little more... I will make you unable to be a man for the rest of your life."
There was a bit of coldness in her tone.
In the flow of charming eyes, there is endless hostility towards men.
That sinister look hurt Chu Wuxin's eyes.
He pressed his thin lips tightly, and there seemed to be a backlog of some kind of uncontrollable emotion in his chest.
The words of the palace master kept echoing in his mind.
The fundus of the eyes, full of black vortexes, became more and more violent.
Ye Qingluo could clearly feel... the breath of death from Chu Wuxin's body.
The feeling of being so cold, as if cut off from the world...
Let her a little startled.
"Get out of the way." She lowered her voice.
Chu Wuxin smiled lowly, and all her long hair fell on Ye Qingluo's body.
"Ye Qingluo, I said... I won't let go."
His tone was mixed with madness that even he himself hadn't noticed.
Ye Qingluo's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes filled with coldness and indifference: "Chu Wuxin, you asked for this."
Her voice just fell.
Both feet suddenly bent up and hit the man's crotch forcefully.
Her movement was sudden.
In addition, Chu Wuxin never expected that Ye Qingluo, who had lost his profound strength, would have any power to fight back.
This time.
It can be described as heartbreaking.
No matter how indifferent Chu Wuxin looked.
At this moment, cold sweat oozes from the painful forehead.
Ye Qingluo took advantage of the situation and fled from under him.
Then, she moved her fingertips.
There is some white powder floating in the air.
Immediately, without even looking at Chu Wuxin, she quickly moved towards the door.
"The night is clear!"
Chu Wuxin staggered and chased after him. Because of a pain somewhere, every step he took felt like he was stepping on a sharp knife.
He chased to the door.
Holding the door with one hand, his face was stern: "Stop!"
Ye Qingluo didn't seem to hear him.
Quickly rushed out of the yard.
Chu Wuxin wanted to chase after him.
But all over his body, it was as if there were sharp knives piercing his lower abdomen one by one.
Even the place where Ye Qingluo kicked him just now.
More and more unspeakable pain came.
"No heart!"
The Hall Master still wants to come over to find out the current progress.
As soon as he came over, he saw Chu Wuxin lying at the door, twitching in pain.
He rushed over quickly and helped Chu Wuxin up: "What's going on? Where's the little girl?!"
Chu Wuxin backhanded and clasped his wrist tightly.
His palms were covered in cold sweat.
That pale face seemed to be full of extreme pain.
He said every word, his eyes were cold: "Catch her, I can't let her run away... I can't!"
This was the first time that the Palace Master saw Chu Wuxin in such a mess.
The hall master looked at Chu Wuxin's appearance, and then at his slightly bent appearance, as if something was in extreme pain.
The expression on the face is very complicated.
He patted Chu Wuxin's shoulder: "This is the barrier you formed, she can't escape, but... are you sure you don't want to detoxify first?"
His gaze fell somewhere on Chu Wuxin: "You have to know, this part of a man is very important. If you are a little careless, you may..."