Chapter 941 The Lord is Not Skilled at Bewitching People's Hearts (5)
Song Jinhuan lowered his eyes to look at his toes and pretended to be stupid, saying, "I don't know why you're telling me this, brother."
"Have you forgotten what you did last night when I was unable to move and pulled off my clothes?" Yu Sheng coldly watched her pretend to be a turtle and ruthlessly exposed her.
Song Jinhuan's eyelids twitched, and he denied it, saying, "My elder brother was unconscious last night, so he must have been imagining things."
Yu Sheng calmly pulled out a small basket woven from thatch from his waistband; it was about half a finger's width in size.
Jade-like fingers slowly lifted the lid.
A tiny, golden bee poked its head out and nuzzled the man's fingertip affectionately.
Yu Sheng uttered a strange sound in a low voice, and the little bee fluttered its thin, gauze-like wings and flew towards Song Jinhuan.
Then it hovered above her face, flapping its wings up and down, the constant buzzing making Song Jinhuan's nerves increasingly tense.
Waaaaah, this unusual little bee looks dangerous!
Do you know what this is?
Song Jinhuan silently shook his head.
"This is the Purple Crown Gu Mother. It takes twenty years to refine one. If one is pierced by its poisonous needles, one will suffer excruciating pain until the flesh and blood in the body are exhausted and the liver becomes like a honeycomb."
The man's voice was soft and slightly hoarse, but not unpleasant to listen to.
On the contrary, it can be considered pleasant to the ear.
But the words he spoke sent chills down Song Jinhuan's spine and made her legs go weak.
I really want to find a place to help myself up.
The little bee landed on her cheek hair, its venomous sting aimed at her.
"Wow...this thing is amazing."
Taking advantage of the moment when the other person stopped, she gave a compliment that she didn't mean.
The man pursed his thin lips slightly. "It seems to like you very much."
The calm tone inexplicably made Song Jinhuan's heart sink.
The atmosphere around us became oppressive.
Help! I feel like there's something hidden in his words.
It seems to like you, so it'll give you a peck.
Song Jinhuan swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "I remember now. Last night, I did tear open your clothes to check your injuries."
"I was tired from practicing swordsmanship just now and didn't think of it for a moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Sheng made a strange sound, and the little bee immediately buzzed over and hid in the small basket.
Only then did Song Jinhuan dare to take a deep breath and then exhale.
I was too afraid to breathe just now, for fear that the noise would startle the Gu creature.
Yu Sheng: "Come here."
Song Jinhuan's feet moved involuntarily, and a small basket appeared before her. She said forcefully, "Take it, it's a betrothal gift."
Some people may spend their entire lives trying to raise a Purple Crown Gu Mother, which shows how precious it is.
Fearing he might kill her, Song Jinhuan took it with trembling hands.
The man looked up at her. "What about yours?"
Song Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, "I didn't raise any insects."
The girl was sixteen years old and had grown into a very beautiful young woman.
Round eyes, small mouth, willow-leaf eyebrows.
Fair skin, slender waist, and long, delicate fingers.
He's just not very quick-witted.
Yu Sheng withdrew his gaze and glanced around the room. Apart from the necessary furniture, it was very simple.
Mount Emei, despite being one of the six major sects, is so stingy with its disciples' food, clothing, and daily necessities. Not to mention the materials of the furniture, even the fabric of the disciples' clothes is rough and unpalatable.
In their territory, even dog kennels don't have this as a lining.
"What are you wearing around your neck?" He noticed the red string at the girl's neckline.
Song Jinhuan immediately took it out; it was a jade pendant shaped like a rabbit.
"Give it to me." He demanded it with absolute certainty.
Song Jinhuan quickly took it down and gave it to him.
The white jade rabbit still carried the warmth of the young girl's body, which instantly dissipated in his palm.
The jade quality is a bit poor.
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