Only when the tassels on the exquisite yoke were untied and straightened did he withdraw his hand with satisfaction. "I can only feel at ease when Master wears it. Besides, Master has agreed to grant my request after I withdraw my troops."
It was all the trouble she caused by casually brushing off Jiang Yan in the past that made her a person who doesn't keep her word in people's minds.
Shu Yun was in a bad mood. She stretched out her hand to him, turned her head away from him, and said, "If you want to wear it, then wear it." It would be beneath a dignified god to be wearing the Linglong Shackles if word got out.
It's not unacceptable to seal only half of the divine power.
The purple calyx at the other end of the petals was practically going crazy, yelling at the top of its lungs, its voice cracking several times.
She quickly reassured him, "I'm fine. I'll stay in the Demon Realm for a while before going back."
Upon hearing the deity's reply, Zi'e's raised voice lowered, "Deity, do you still wish to continue searching for that mortal?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan, who was putting the exquisite shackles on Shu Yun, raised her beautiful eyebrows and glanced over.
Shu Yun coughed lightly, "Mm."
Zi'e sighed on the other end, "No news for a hundred years. A mortal's spirit might have already vanished, God..."
Shu Yun knew she couldn't continue this conversation, so she quickly cut off contact with her after a few perfunctory words. When she turned around, she found Jiang Yan staring thoughtfully at the hem of her skirt with her dark, downcast eyes.
The exquisite shackles were already on her wrists. The moment they were put on, Shu Yun clearly felt her divine power being suppressed and its circulation becoming sluggish. Sure enough, half of her divine power was sealed off.
Looking at the simple and exquisite cangue, and the tassels of varying lengths that looked like they had been chewed by a dog, she felt rather gloomy. How had she ended up in such a state?
A pair of long, slender, and perfectly shaped hands covered the exquisite shackles and untied them from her wrists.
Shu Yun looked at Jiang Yan with a puzzled expression, but her tone carried a hint of joy, "What, you've figured it out? You don't need to wear this thing anymore..."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan slowly bent down with the exquisite shackles in hand, knelt on one knee on the floor covered with a soft carpet, and put the shackles on her exposed fair ankles.
The nine-tailed fox entered with the wine and saw the man who had caused her to lose all her cultivation, yet had also given her a place to stay, a man she both loved, hated, and feared, humbly bowing before the woman. His eyelashes were half-closed, and the curve of his eyes was both cold and alluring.
He was putting an anklet on that Penglai Shangshu, and he didn't have the bloodthirsty ferocity common among these demons. His eyebrows and eyes were peaceful, and his expression was almost devout.
The love that had been suppressed by Jiang Yan's violence was stirred up again by the scene she inadvertently witnessed.
When Jiang Yan's fingertips brushed against her ankle, it caused a ticklish sensation, and the cool touch lingered. Shu Yun resisted the urge to kick him away and took a few steps back.
The tangled tassels around her ankles swayed as she took a few steps back. The old, dull tassels contrasted sharply with her fair and slender ankles, creating a strong visual impact in Jiang Yan's eyes.
After a long while, he managed to tear his gaze away from her snow-white ankles. He glanced coldly at the nine-tailed fox standing blankly by the door. "Put down the wine and get out."
The tender bud that had just sprouted was abruptly stopped. The nine-tailed fox felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head after he glanced at her. She put the wine on the table, lowered her head, and retreated.
She was truly bewitched, repeatedly seduced by this man, forgetting that he was inherently cold-blooded and violent.
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