Each of them stood beside the city lord gently and submissively, showing expressions of flattery, admiration, or obsession.
Muyan was surprised to find that these women didn't even have the slightest reluctance.
The corners of the brows and eyes are full of the spring feeling of a woman when she is emotional, without any reluctance or fear.
But there is still one woman who is different.
She has a clear appearance, and she is wearing a fiery red dress, which sets off her icy muscles and bones, making her even more glamorous.
But those eyes were numb, completely out of focus.
It's like a puppet on a string.
The moment she saw this woman, Muyan's eyes widened suddenly, and she subconsciously looked at Leng Yumo at the side.
Because she discovered that this woman's appearance was 70% or 80% similar to the Fourth Senior Sister Leng Yumo.
It's just that Leng Yumo is younger, more lively, and more ostentatious than a woman.
One is like a blooming flower, while the other is a dried flower that has withered, lost all moisture, and is used as a specimen.
Muyan's heart thumped and she grabbed Leng Yumo's hand tightly.
But at this time, the man on the main seat impatiently pushed away the young girl who was rubbing against him, and instead stretched out his hand towards her, saying softly, "Ruo Lin, come, come to me."
Hearing this, the woman put on a wooden face, and walked to him step by step, her whole body knelt down at his feet.
It was a posture that was extremely gentle, but also extremely humble and humiliating.
The man looked at her like this, but showed a hearty smile, "You are so good!"
…
"Let go of my mother!!"
Leng Yumo in the hall couldn't bear it any longer, and threw herself on it.
However, before she got close to the main seat, an invisible force bounced back and her body fell heavily on the ground.
"Fourth Senior Sister!"
Muyan hurriedly rushed over to help her up, took out a pill from the storage ring and fed it into her mouth.
She has lost contact with Tian Moqin now, but when the bracelet is not attacking, ordinary storage utensils can be used.
Leng Yumo swallowed the elixir, sat up abruptly, stared at the prostrate woman with red eyes, and couldn't hold back the tears from her eyes, "Mother, mother, answer me! I am Yumo, I am your Xiaomo, can you turn around and look at me?"
However, the woman seemed to have lost her soul long ago, and she lay quietly on the ground like that, as if she hadn't heard her cry at all.
The lord of Fusang City suddenly stood up.
His breathing was slightly rapid, and he took a step forward, already in front of Leng Yumo, and grabbed her chin.
"Like, it's so similar! It's exactly the same as the young lady of the Leng family in Yunling back then!"
When the man spoke, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes burned with a flame that was inevitable.
Leng Yumo's chin was held by his cold and sticky hands, and she was so disgusted that she wanted to spit it out.
She raised her hand and slapped the man in the face fiercely, "Let go of me, you bastard! What did you do to my mother?!"
The man was caught off guard for a moment, and was slapped heavily on the face by Leng Yumo.
The atmosphere in [Hall of Wangyou] was suddenly deathly silent.
After the dead silence, there was a boiling fire like boiling oil.
"What is this stinky bitch doing?! She dared to hit the supreme city lord!!"
"It's the wrong way! It's the wrong way!! Who the hell brought this shrew in?! Is [Lock Heart Button] just a decoration?"
"Rip this woman into pieces! All women must know that it is their bounden duty to obey men. Whoever dares to resist will end up dead without a whole body!"