Mo Yun's face suddenly turned red and purple. Shi Lan lay on the ground, half-raising her head, trying to force out the Soul-Destroying Nail from her mind. But for some reason, the Soul-Destroying Nail did not rise into the air as she was used to, but fell into her palm as she had tried to wake Mo Yun during this period.
Shi Lan stared blankly for a moment, then looked up at Mo Yun, his eyes blazing with shame and indignation. Zhou Yuxiu, on his lap, was completely unaffected, twisting her waist and her fingers gliding seductively down his clothes.
Shi Lan gritted her teeth, deeply regretting her carelessness. Ming Xiao had warned her before she came that the evil creature was best at using illusions to deceive others in order to achieve its goals. Although she was very vigilant, she was still paralyzed in the end, resulting in the current situation.
Mo Yun gritted her teeth and tried her best to dodge.
Zhou Yuxiu chuckled softly, gently stroking his face, her moist lips pressing against Mo Yun's.
Mo Yun pursed his lips and tried to create some distance, but he was powerless at the moment. Even though Zhou Yuxiu wasn't very strong, he still couldn't break free.
Shi Lan looked up at Mo Yun, her fingers clenching tightly. The cold Soul-Destroying Nail pulsed incessantly in her palm, but no matter how she adjusted it, it couldn't escape her grasp.
Shi Lan pursed her lips. Since that was the case, she would go over there. She refused to believe that she could be defeated by these few steps.
Shi Lan braced herself on her elbows and slowly, inching forward, one step at a time.
On the chair, Mo Yun used all his strength to turn his head away. Seeing his determination, Zhou Yuxiu didn't force him. She pulled open Mo Yun's collar with her fair hands, gently touching his neck, and murmured in a dreamy voice, "Brother Mo, do you know? From the first moment I saw you, I liked you, which is why I followed you back here." She pulled open Mo Yun's outermost clothes and then began to take off her own.
Her dress looked normal on the outside, but when you took it off, you could see that she wasn't wearing an undergarment.
Her smooth legs gently rubbed against the straps binding Mo Yun's calves, while her fair hands gently tugged at the last piece of cloth covering her chest.
“Brother Mo, look at me. How am I any worse than her? Why can’t you see me?” She lightly raised her finger, tracing the highest arc of her body, and cupped Mo Yun’s face in her hands, forcing him to open his eyes.
Mo Yun clenched his teeth, suppressing the churning blood in his chest, and turned his head away, refusing to look at her.
Zhou Yuxiu, however, refused to let him go. She held her high breasts up to his face and said, "Brother Mo, look, I've put all of these right in front of you. Just open your mouth and they're yours."
Mo Yun was breathing heavily when he suddenly groaned, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Yuxiu was shocked. She stopped her flirtatious poses and quickly pretended to look at his mouth. "Brother Mo, what are you doing?"
Mo Yun clenched his teeth, refusing to let her see.
Zhou Yuxiu's face was filled with panic, her delicate body stiffened, and all her attention was focused on Mo Yun.
Panting, Shi Lan ran to a spot not far from the two of them. Above her, she saw the half-open, fair back of their knees. Shi Lan's lips curled into a cold grin, and the black light in her hand plunged down swiftly and fiercely.
"Ah!" The intense pain made Zhou Yuxiu let out a piercing scream. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, who had just fallen asleep in the west wing, rushed over upon hearing the noise. They were both stunned by what they saw.
One of the house's owners was slumped on the ground, another was slumped in a chair with disheveled clothes, and next to them was an uninvited guest who was lying on the ground in pain, wearing only a tiny undershirt that was too small for his chest, with bloodstains all around his legs.
Aunt Wang cursed, "What a terrible thing!" and hurried over to help Shi Lan up.
Shi Lan staggered to her feet and ordered the stunned Uncle Wang, "Go get a rope and tie this ungrateful wretch up."
Uncle Wang turned and went out, then came back with a bundle of rope in the blink of an eye.
Aunt Wang took it and started to touch it without any politeness. Zhou Yuxiu was unwilling to give in and struggled repeatedly.
Aunt Wang was too lazy to argue with her, so she simply said, "If you still don't behave, I'll have my old man take over."
Zhou Yuxiu froze. She only had one piece of clothing on her body. If an old man who was about to die touched it, she would really be going to die.
Seeing that she was lying motionless on the ground with her head down, Aunt Wang went over and tied her up tightly, asking, "Madam, where are you locked up?"
Shi Lan waved her hand and said, "Lock her in your own room."
Aunt Wang didn't stand on ceremony and just grabbed the rope and left.
Zhou Yuxiu's leg was pierced through by Shi Lan, making it difficult for her to move around, especially with her arms tied.
Aunt Wang, annoyed that she was walking too slowly, pulled her hard, and Zhou Yuxiu lost her balance and crashed into the door with a loud 'bang'.
Shi Lan sat quietly for a while before calling out "Uncle Wang".
Uncle Wang came in to carry out the order, and Shi Lan said, "Help the master take a cold shower."
Uncle Wang had seen a lot in the old mansion in his early years, and although Shi Lan's instructions were strange, it was not hard to figure them out after seeing the scene just now.
Silently, she helped Mo Yun out the door and poured two buckets of ice water over her. Mo Yun shivered, and the burning sensation in her body finally subsided a lot, but she still felt weak all over.
Uncle Wang was worried that he would catch a cold if he stayed outside for too long, so he quickly helped him back inside.
At this moment, Shi Lan had already reached the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and slowly took out a change of clothes.
When Mo Yun returned, Uncle Wang helped him change his clothes, helped him lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed), and then left.
Shi Lan sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), touched his cold forehead, and whispered, "How are you?"
Mo Yun gave a low groan and pulled her hand, saying, "It hurts."
Shi Lan laboriously pulled the blanket off the cabinet and covered him with it, saying, "Just bear with it, it will pass."
Mo Yun snorted and stopped talking.
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