For example, at this moment in the Yun family courtyard, a terrifying scene was taking place.

At that moment, the bronze ring of the secret room's bronze door suddenly slid open silently, and a wisp of faint fragrance swam out like a poisonous snake.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew out from the secret room, instantly covering the entire courtyard.

The guard at the door rubbed his eyes and saw a charming figure leaning against the door frame.

Gu Yanran was wearing a red gauze dress, which showed off her full body and slender waist. She was walking barefoot on the bluestone floor after the rain. There was a hint of bright red at the corners of her eyes, and her black hair was lazily tied up with a white bone hairpin. She looked like a banshee crawling out from the depths of hell.

The guard at the gate widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

this……

Is this the person who has been locked in the secret room?

"Oh……"

Gu Yanran slowly extended her tongue, licked the corner of her lips, and let out a satisfied sigh.

But this ordinary action actually made the gatekeeper's pupils dilate instantly, as if his consciousness had been stripped away.

"Two months of hospitality was truly... unforgettable."

Gu Yanran walked barefoot on the blue bricks below her feet. Every step she took left the mark of lotus flowers under her feet. Her originally beautiful face was now shockingly gorgeous, and it seemed as if there was a stream of light flowing under her snow-white skin.

Even the shadow she cast on the ground had a bewitching arc.

Suddenly, he lightly hooked his fingertips, and the dazed guard walked towards him stiffly like a puppet, his eyes full of obsession.

Gu Yanran raised a smile that captivated everyone, and then.

“Puff——”

The sound of nails scratching into flesh could be heard.

The next second, the guard burst into tears of fascination and fell to the ground.

"Not pure enough..."

Gu Yanran let go of her hand with some regret. The guard's body quickly turned into a shriveled skin bag the moment he fell to the ground.

If there were someone present at this time, they would be scared out of their wits.

The torches in the corridor flickered without wind, casting distorted shadows around Gu Yanran.

When she passed by the bronze mirror, she stopped to look. The beauty in the mirror still had delicate features, but her every move was more charming and graceful, like a fox that had cultivated into a spirit.

"Yun Yan..." She gently stroked her neck, where there was a lotus-shaped pattern, which was the backlash mark left after forcibly breaking through the mastery of the charm technique.

"How should I thank you for this great gift you gave me?"