Chapter 149
Murong Tuo and Nan Yan fled quickly towards the deep forest on the right, with pursuers constantly following behind them.
When Murong Tuo once again dodged the attack by holding Nan Yan, he really realized that something was wrong.
He discovered that these pursuers from the Xuancang Sect did not recognize their leader's wife at all.
His expression was indescribable. He had originally thought that this group of people would show some mercy for the sake of their leader's wife. But this group of people refused to admit it and attacked him with a knife. Murong Tuo dodged quickly while holding this person.
In his confusion, he looked down, especially when he saw the person in his arms, who was like a quail, with his head shrunk obediently and not daring to raise it. He was filled with confusion in his heart. Could it be that this woman was involved with them?
The situation was so urgent that he didn't have time to think. Murong Tuo protected the woman in his arms while raising his hands to fight back. Sparks flew from the collision of swords, and the sound was particularly sharp and piercing. The two ran for a long distance.
Perhaps it was because there were too many pursuers, or maybe it was because his body was still seriously injured and he was holding Nan Yan in his arms, who had no power to fight back, Murong Tuo's breathing became heavy and his counterattack became slow and difficult. He was accidentally scratched on the shoulder by one of the pursuers, and the bright red blood soaked his clothes, and then slid down his shoulder to the ground.
Murong Tuo frowned and stared at the group of sticky pursuers, feeling very annoyed. Since he couldn't get rid of them quickly, he could only take this man and escape.
He gathered his energy and practiced his internal energy, slowing down his movements for a moment while holding the man in his arms, but soon returning to normal. Finally, there was no other choice, so the two of them spotted a hillside and jumped down from it.
Now we can finally get rid of those pursuers.
When the two men finally shook off the group of pursuers behind them, they discovered that there was a hundred-meter-deep pit at the bottom of the hill. Because the slope was too inclined, no one could see it at first, and after jumping down so rashly, the result was that the two men couldn't stop their feet and rolled down.
Murong Tuo gritted his teeth and protected the head of the person in his arms more tightly. He did not expect that he would be so unlucky that a slope he picked at random could be found to be a hundred-meter-deep pit. If he really fell down accidentally, he would probably be seriously injured if not killed.
Especially the woman in his arms and legs, who didn't know any martial arts at all. If she fell down and accidentally broke into pieces, he suspected that the big devil of the Xuan Cang Sect would definitely want his life.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the bottom of the hill, Murong Tuo gritted his teeth, hugged the person and rolled hard, just rolling to the side of the crooked tree. He grabbed the trunk of the tree with one hand, and slid down an inch with the friction of his palm against the ground. With the other hand, he took the opportunity to push the person in his arms, and just blocked half of her body under the roots of the tree. With this resistance, the two of them finally stopped sliding down.
However, while pushing her, Murong Tuo's other hand could not support himself at all. As a result, his whole body lost resistance and slid down another inch before he stopped.
Although the two of themselves stopped falling, the situation was still not very good. Nan Yan blocked half of her body on the crooked tree, barely supporting to stop falling.
After feeling the silence around her, she finally opened her eyes, and when she lowered her head, she saw less than half an arm's length below her—
Murong Tuo was clinging to a protruding piece of broken rock with great effort. Due to years of rain erosion, the other half of the broken rock was deeply embedded in the soil. It was the protruding stone that prevented him from falling immediately.
But the situation was obviously a little urgent at the moment, because due to the pull of gravity, the rubble had already shown signs of loosening.
The most important thing is that the veins on the back of Murong Tuo's slender and strong palm were obviously bulging due to excessive pulling, and the palm of his hand was faintly bleeding due to friction.
It was obvious that he couldn't hold on for much longer, but that person was still trying to save face, so he gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.
Murong Tuo also knew that his situation was not good at the moment. The bottom of the slope was too slippery and there was moss all around, so there was nowhere to exert force. Even if his lightness skills were very good, it was impossible for him to fly up like this. He raised his head and glanced at Nan Yan above.
Nan Yan had stopped about half an arm's length above him. He estimated in his mind that as long as he could climb up near the crooked tree, he could use the force to carry her up with him.
But Murong Tuo had never asked for help from anyone before, especially since he had a bad relationship with the woman. They had just had an argument in the morning and the woman had even been mad at him to tears. Such a thing was impossible no matter how he thought about it. How could she possibly help him!
Murong Tuo's face flushed red, thinking that it would be better to rely on himself to survive than to ask her for help. How could a weak woman like her who knew nothing help? He was afraid that before she could reach out to pull him up, his weight would accidentally pull her down.
How could he possibly do such a thing?
Murong Tuo held his breath and clung to the stone tightly. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his face began to turn pale uncontrollably. The gravity of his body pulled on him, making his fingers almost stiff. He was only holding on with his willpower. In the end, he could no longer hold on. At this critical moment, he could not afford to suffer for the sake of face.
He gritted his teeth, raised his head suddenly, and stared at Nan Yan above him with his bright and scorching eyes.
He looked around, especially at the ivy next to the tree branch. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he shouted at her,
"Throw down the vines, or break off some branches and give them to me. Hurry up, or I won't be able to hold on any longer."
After saying this, her jade-like face turned red. It was probably the first time that she asked for help from her enemy who had been bullied by her. And that person was a powerless girl. This kind of thing was extremely embarrassing no matter how she thought about it.
Hearing this, Nan Yan's eyebrows twitched, and she finally couldn't help laughing in her heart. Haha, good boy, now you have come to this day. I told you to be stubborn and talk nonsense, but you finally couldn't hold on and asked for help. Now you know what it feels like to ask for help from others.
It was not so easy for Nan Yan to help him. She planned to scare this man. Who made this guy always say one thing and mean another and often say irritating things to her? She had to leave a deeper impression on him.
Nan Yan suddenly showed a panicked look on her face. She seemed to have just reacted and saw that she was blocked by the tree trunk. She also saw how steep the slope was. Her face suddenly turned pale. It was obvious that she had never experienced such a predicament.
"I..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Murong Tuo, who was clinging to her from below, suddenly fell down.
The loose gravel rolled down suddenly, but he dodged in time and grabbed another protruding stone with his backhand, so he didn't fall directly.
But after all this ordeal, his face clearly showed an expression of even greater difficulty and effort, his face was pale, and he pursed his lips and even his breathing did not tremble.
Frightened by the movement, Nan Yan stepped back subconsciously, with a look of panic in her eyes, especially after hearing his request. She glanced at the green vine hanging on the treetop, and then glanced at Murong Tuo below, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
No one knew what she was hesitating about. She pursed her lips with a knot in her heart for a moment, and finally turned her face away and refused to pay attention to him.
When Murong Tuo saw her reaction, he was stunned at first, and then his face turned dark in an instant.
He raised his eyes and glared at her fiercely. A brilliant flame seemed to be burning in his slightly red eyes. He stared at her with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to imprint her face deeply in his mind and never forget it for the rest of his life.
"You..."
He didn't even know what to say next?
He really didn't expect that this woman would be so ungrateful. It was clearly because he protected her all the way to escape that she was not hacked to death, and it was also because he protected her head when she rolled down the hillside that she was not hurt at all.
But what is the result?
This woman actually turned around and ignored him!
Murong Tuo was extremely angry. He felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart. His anger was rising. Along with the anger, there was a sharp and strange resentment in his heart. How could she do this to him?
How dare she?! This damn woman, a witch, it turns out that none of the women in the evil cult are good.
Murong Tuo didn't know whether he felt wronged or resentful in his heart, but he was really pissed off by her this time. Even his breathing became faster. His red lips were tightly pursed and his eyes were staring at her straight.
The man's body was completely exhausted, and the veins on his palms were exposed due to excessive force, but finally as the gravel slid down, his whole body began to slide down.
He stared at Nan Yan, who was only a few inches away from him, with resentment and anger, watching her purse her lips in hesitation, glance at him, then quickly turn her head away and then ignore him.
At that moment, Murong Tuo's anger reached its peak, but before he could say anything, his whole body could no longer hold on and began to fall. He would not die from this fall, but he would definitely be seriously injured.
Murong Tuo gritted his teeth, and stared at her fiercely with those scorching eyes. Such strong emotions were like a seed that was deeply rooted in her heart. The slightest pull would cause a pain and resentment that was hard to ignore.
There is also a rare sense of grievance.
And at the moment he fell, Nan Yan had almost no time to react, and half of her body threw over and grabbed Murong Tuo's already falling arm tightly with both hands.
Because the impact was too great, her entire waist hit the tree trunk heavily, and her upper body was hanging in the air. She was dragged down an inch by the opponent's gravity. The small tree was also hit and swayed twice, making a "creaking" sound, but fortunately it held on stubbornly in the end.
The two people were hanging in the air like this, one up and one down. Murong Tuo originally thought that he was dead this time, but when the woman pounced on him regardless, he thought for a moment that he was hallucinating, and the expression on his face was one of disbelief.
He opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the woman who was reaching out her hand to him. At that moment, his emotions were complicated and chaotic, from the resentment and grievance at the beginning to the surprise and weirdness now, and a little bit of unbelievable. The complexity and entanglement made him unable to describe the feeling at all. He only felt a huge sense of gap rising and falling in his heart.
All his attention was focused on the woman in front of him. He looked at her with eyes filled with emotions that he didn't quite understand, and stared at her closely.
He originally thought that this person would definitely watch him die without helping him. She hated him so much, and he had bullied her so many times, making her cry every time. She must hate him to death in her heart, so she deliberately turned away and refused to pay attention to him the moment he shouted at her.
But why? She had clearly already decided to give up, so why did she rush over at the last minute and grab his hand so tightly?
Murong Tuo's eyes unconsciously fell on that pair of white and soft fingers. Her hands were so soft, and her knuckles were obviously so tense that they turned white, but she still held him tightly.
Nan Yan held onto his arm tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh. This man was not light in weight. Nan Yan leaned half of her body against the tree trunk swaying in the wind. The huge dragging force caused cold sweat to break out on her forehead. She bit her lip, looked at the man below with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice,
"You've got it, don't let go."
It hurts so much, and I would feel so sorry for myself if I don't take the opportunity to win some favor, so Nan Yan started acting again.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she looked at people with some discomfort.
At that moment, the two of them were very close to each other. Because of this posture, her hair all fell from her shoulders, and the strands of hair wrapped around his face. Her charming eyes, as if flooded with spring water, reflected his figure.
Murong Tuo's breathing stagnated for a moment. He could even feel the breath she exhaled with great difficulty spraying on his skin, warm and with a faint fragrance.
At such a close distance, the two people's auras seemed to be indistinguishable from each other for an instant, completely entangled together.
Murong Tuo stared at the man's face with burning eyes. He was a little dazed, and his brain went from chaos to clarity, until the man's painful and strained expression came into his eyes.
Murong Tuo finally came to his senses. He looked at Nan Yan's hands that were about to give out, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face. He subconsciously said,
"Hold on for a while."
Nan Yan couldn't help but glare at him after hearing this, and said in a difficult voice, "I'm already insisting."
Murong Tuo didn't have time to pay attention to her. He immediately raised his head and looked around. There seemed to be nothing nearby to cling to.
He thought about it and suddenly pulled out his belt. The length was probably not enough, but with the strength that Nan Yan had used to hold him, Murong Tuo threw the belt upwards. Fortunately, it caught one of the branches, and then he pulled it down with all his strength.
With the help of this recoil force, the whole person instantly felt a lot more relaxed. Now that his hands had a place to exert force, Murong Tuo was no longer worried. He pulled the branches tightly and practiced his internal energy to take a deep breath.
Then he turned around and pulled Nan Yan, who was lying below, into his arms. Finally, he stepped on the small tree and jumped up, squeezing out almost every last bit of strength in his body. Then, holding the person in his arms, he completely left the steep slope.
This time, the two of them really put in a lot of effort to finally get rid of the crisis. At first, they were being chased by someone, and after avoiding the pursuit, they accidentally rolled down a steep slope.
A lot of time, energy and strength were wasted on the steep slope, and I just gritted my teeth and held on with all my strength.
Now that they were out of danger, both of them were exhausted. They immediately sat down on the grass and gasped for breath.
It was obvious that Murong Tuo had not yet recovered from the huge shock he had just received. The huge gap in emotions almost made his heart beat out of control.
Even though they were out of danger, Murong Tuo's hand was still tightly grasping Nan Yan's wrist, with such force that it almost crushed her wrist bone. This showed how confused he was at the moment.
Nan Yan's wrist was pinched so hard by this man that she couldn't bear it any longer. She immediately struggled and patted the back of his hand, "Let go. You've already come up here, why are you still holding on to me?"
His palms were covered in sticky blood, some from friction on the rocks, and some from scratches on grass and gravel. After being slapped hard by Nan Yan, his palms felt a stinging pain. Murong Tuo clenched his hands tighter as if by reflex, and then as if he had reacted, he turned his head and stared at her intently.
"I won't let go."
Nan Yan was so angry that she looked unhappy. She couldn't help but slap the back of his hand harder, "Let go quickly, why are you pulling like this?"
Murong Tuo had also come to his senses by now. He just didn't react for a moment. When he heard Nan Yan's voice, he immediately turned around and glared at her. He thought of what happened before, and his eyes seemed to be burning with fire. He was so angry that his chest began to rise and fall. He glared at her with red eyes.
"I won't let go!"
Especially when he thought of how she had been stuck on the tree trunk and refused to pay attention to him, Murong Tuo felt his breathing become more rapid. He felt angry and annoyed, and there was an inexplicable strange emotion in his heart, which made him extremely confused.
But the only thing that wasn't confusing was her attitude towards him in the tree earlier.
"You had no intention of saving me from the beginning, did you? When I called you, you clearly hesitated. You didn't want to save me at all. You just wanted to watch me fall down and die alone, right?" When he said the latter sentence, Murong Tuo almost bit his entire teeth off, and his tone was weird and angry.
He just felt an indescribable grievance in his chest, and a little unwillingness. How could she really just watch him die without helping him?
When Nan Yan heard this, she unconsciously revealed a trace of guilt and regret on her face. She turned her head and subconsciously retorted, "I didn't! I was just scared and didn't react for a while. Don't try to slander me."
But this statement is obviously not confident enough.
And she really did it on purpose, just for the excitement. Who made this guy so unforgiving? She just wanted to scare him.
Murong Tuo was so angry that his face turned red again. A wave of anger surged on his fair face, and his two black eyes stared straight at people, "How dare you make excuses? I saw it with my own eyes. I called you to stop but you refused to pay attention to me."
Murong Tuo became angrier and angrier as he spoke, with a hint of grievance mixed in with his anger. Especially when facing her attitude of not admitting her mistakes, he felt that his anger had reached its peak. He lowered his voice and shouted at her, "Don't you feel guilty when you say this? Do you still have a conscience? I have protected you time and time again along the way and didn't let you get hurt, and this is how you treat me?"
"You watched me fall from such a great height. If I fell, I might become paralyzed. Do you understand what paralysis means? You are an ungrateful bastard. You are the ungrateful, heartless and ruthless bastard!"
Nan Yan's ears were a little hurt by the man's loud shouting. It was really hard for him to rack his brains to think of so many words to describe her. Especially when she saw him panting and begging, Nan Yan not only did not feel guilty, but felt very refreshed. She wanted to reach out and pat his chest to ask him to speak slower.
But if she really dared to do that, this person would probably be furious.
So Nan Yan still had that guilty and annoyed look on her face. She rubbed her aching ears. Perhaps she was being criticized too much and she couldn't stand it anymore.
She raised her eyes and glared at him angrily, "Didn't I rush to save you later? Why do you always focus on my mistakes and fail to see my good points?"
"That's different!" Murong Tuo held on to the fact that she ignored him earlier, and refused to let go. "You regretted it later. You clearly wanted to see me die at the beginning."
"Why is it different?" Nan Yan raised her eyes and looked at the man and asked back, her voice was soft and weak, but her logic was exceptionally clear, "It's obviously you who is calculating so much, who made you always bully me before, and always say that you want to use me in exchange! Why can you think that way and I can't?"
"Besides, it's not like I didn't save you. My previous hesitation was just a thought in my head. I didn't really abandon you. Can't I just think about it?"
When Murong Tuo heard this, he thought it was true. If he could have those messy ideas, she could certainly have hesitant thoughts. Anyway, in the end, she didn't really do anything wrong as she didn't actually implement them.
But when he thought about the confrontation between the two of them at the moment, Murong Tuo felt even angrier. His ears turned red with anger and he glared at her fiercely, "No, absolutely not!"
The two argued endlessly, and neither could convince the other.
Nan Yan asked this guy to let go, but he refused to do so. He insisted that she admit her mistake and apologize. And she had to be very sincere. It would be strange if Nan Yan agreed!
Nan Yan was so angry that her cheeks turned red, her chest heaving slightly, and she pushed the man in annoyance and anger, her hands still struggling hard, "You are shameless, you rely on your strong martial arts to bully a weak woman like me who doesn't know martial arts, let me go."
Murong Tuo was also very angry, and glared at her fiercely with a ferocious look, "I won't let you go, you admit your mistake and apologize to me."
"Then let me go first and then apologize."
"No, you have to apologize first before I let you go."
Nan Yan: "..." My goodness, is this guy an elementary school student? He's playing this trick on her.
In the end, the two of them became entangled. Murong Tuo, relying on his natural male advantage, pushed the person to the ground. Nan Yan's hair was disheveled and her clothes were a little messy. The two of them were a little emotional and breathless due to excessive entanglement and suppression.
Seeing that this man still refused to let go, Nan Yan was almost crying with anger, with a hint of red at the corners of her eyes. She took advantage of the chaos and grabbed the man's hair that fell on her cheek and pulled it hard, causing his scalp to hurt and his expression to twist. Finally, he had to lower his head and face her.
The two of them were looking at each other, Nan Yan was getting more and more aggrieved, looking at him with accusatory eyes, "I tell you, I have tolerated you for a long time, if it wasn't for your senior brother, I would have had you beaten to death long ago. You bastard, you have been bullying me from the beginning, tearing my clothes, and almost ruining my innocence. How could I have ever provoked you? It's obviously you who has been bullying me. If you continue like this, I, I will really be rude!"
Murong Tuo's face flushed red, he had never been so entangled with anyone before. He had heard that women liked to pull hair when they fought, and when he saw it today, he realized it was true. His scalp was almost numb and painful.
When people are in pain, they are more likely to get angry, and when they are angry, they become more irritable. Murong Tuo has always had a bad temper, and he has never been bullied like this in all his years.
Especially when he heard her mention her senior brother, he felt an inexplicable surge of anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and stared at her, "You haven't provoked me yet? Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say this? You have been provoking me all along. The first time we met, you stepped on my finger and it was swollen for three days. Later, I saved you and not only did you not say anything, but you also beat me up and slapped me in the face this morning. Do you still have the nerve to say that you haven't provoked me?"
"You still want to be rude to me, right? Ha, I want to see how a young lady like you, who can't even lift anything with your hands, can be rude to me. Come on, then."
Nan Yan had never seen anyone make such a request in her life. Since he was so arrogant and willful, she had to satisfy him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Tuo hadn't reacted yet, when he saw the man below rushing over with his head and biting his chin directly, and he would not let go until he had bitten him.
Murong Tuo gasped in pain, his expression twisted. He didn't know what to do with the person in his arms, and he couldn't really fight her. Murong Tuo put his hands on her shoulders and tried to pull her away, but she bit even tighter instantly.
That taste is really... extraordinarily intoxicating!
Young Master Murong felt that he had never been so embarrassed in his life.
"You're biting me, you're biting me again, are you a cuckold? You bit my senior brother the first time we met, and now you're biting me, you sharp-tongued little girl, do you have no other options except biting me? If you keep doing this, I'll really be rude to you."
Young Master Murong shouted at her at the top of his voice.
Nan Yan bit very hard, and the two of them pressed tightly against each other. She could clearly feel that his breathing had become much faster. He must have been really angry this time.
Murong Tuo gasped in pain, "You little bitch, let me go."
In fact, in terms of age, the two are almost the same, so calling her a little girl is not too much.
Seeing that she didn't even raise her head and refused to pay attention to him, Murong Tuo didn't relax the force of his mouth at all.
Finally there was no other choice, Murong Tuo gripped her shoulders tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth and pulled her down with all his strength, then rushed over and pinned her down. The impact was so great that the two of them were unable to stop in time and rolled heavily on the ground.
At that moment, Murong Tuo felt that the skin on his chin had been bitten off by her. He turned over, pressed her to the ground, and stared at her with red eyes, "Witch, do you think you are the only one with a mouth? Do you think this young master dare not bite you?"
Nan Yan had just bitten someone, and when she heard him say this, she subconsciously made a "Puh" sound. This person's face had some dirt on it at some point, and she accidentally swallowed some dirt in her mouth.
As a result, this action was seen as a provocation by Murong Tuo. He was furious, and his brain was almost completely filled with an emotion called anger.
He lowered his head suddenly, and he was probably dizzy at that moment. When he saw those rosy lips with a moist breath, he bit those two bright red and soft lips without thinking.
Nan Yan's eyes suddenly widened and she was completely stunned.
Not only was she stunned, but Murong Tuo himself was also confused. He did not expect that this woman's lips were so soft.
He was afraid that if he used a little more force, the bite would break, so he subconsciously reduced his strength. Then the bite slowly changed in taste and turned into a kiss without him knowing.
Nan Yan finally came to her senses, her face instantly flushed, and she pushed the person away in embarrassment and annoyance, "Um, you, you..."
But he was pinned down so tightly by this man's entire body that he couldn't move at all.
The moment she started to speak made Murong Tuo realize that he could go a little deeper. He tried it and tremblingly stretched out his tongue.
Murong Tuo felt as if his breathing was about to stop, and an unprecedented sense of tension surged from his chest, as if his chest was instantly filled with something, making him feel a trembling feeling at the tip of his heart, as well as a sense of inexplicable pleasure and satisfaction.
His heart beat faster and faster, and the more he kissed, the more he felt that the kisses were not enough. He didn't know what was wrong with him. It was like a thirsty fish in a shallow pit that finally found a pool of cool and clean spring water. No matter how hard he tried, it was not enough. He tried harder and harder, but he had to restrain himself for fear of biting the person, so even his movements became more cautious.
At that moment, he clearly felt that the person below was struggling and angry, but he still didn't let go. He felt that he had really lost his mind.
He actually bullied a weak woman who didn't know martial arts, but...but if that was the case, it didn't seem so hard to accept.
…
When Zhao Xiuyan finally found the place by following the traces left along the way, he saw a very strange scene: the two people were sitting separately on opposite sides.
The atmosphere between the two seemed a little off, but when he saw the two ignoring each other, he felt that it was no different from usual, except that there was an indescribable weirdness.
He turned his head to look at his junior fellow apprentice, and immediately saw a clear slap mark on his face. Looking at the size of the slap mark, he knew without a doubt that it was Yanyan who hit him. The mark was particularly obvious on the fair face, and he also knew where the chin was hit, which was slightly swollen.
Zhao Xiuyan frowned unconsciously. Did these two quarrel again? And it seemed that the situation was quite serious.
He had long been accustomed to his junior fellow apprentice getting beaten up. Ever since he met Yanyan, it was not uncommon for his junior fellow apprentice to be beaten up.
But he felt that the expression on his junior brother’s face seemed a little strange, and he didn’t know if he had really offended anyone this time?
He actually saw a trace of regret and guilt on his junior brother's face. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his facial expression became very complicated. He looked like he wanted to say something but was hesitant and entangled. Occasionally, he was even confused and blushed. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. From time to time, he would steal a glance at Nan Yan who was sitting next to him. There was actually a trace of shyness in his eyes.
Nan Yan on the side ignored everyone and sat on the other side with her head down. Perhaps because she had just experienced a period of escape, her hair was a little loose and there were a few straw leaves on her body.
Her face was slightly red and she seemed a little angry. No one knew what she was thinking about. She bit her lips lightly, and her lips were slightly swollen.
Zhao Xiuyan frowned as he watched, feeling that something bad seemed to have happened between the two.
He asked his junior fellow apprentice if he had bullied someone again, but his junior fellow apprentice suddenly flushed, his ears were slightly red, and then he turned his face away, grabbed the grass leaves on the ground with one hand, and said with a grumble, "I really apologized to her this time."
Then he was slapped again, but this time he didn't dare to complain at all. He even felt strangely satisfied in his heart, thinking that if he could exchange a slap for a kiss in the future, it wouldn't be a big deal.
The more I think about it, the weirder it seems.
After hearing this and looking at his wandering eyes, Zhao Xiuyan felt something was wrong.
But he couldn't ask Yanyan directly. After all, there was no relationship between them. This subtle feeling of powerlessness suddenly made Zhao Xiuyan feel uncomfortable and his brows slightly frowned.
These two seemed to exclude him.
…
On the other side, because there has been no news from his wife for a whole day and a night, the leader's face can no longer be described as gloomy, it is simply a murderous look.
The maids and subordinates serving around were all trembling with fear, fearing that any mistake would be seen by the leader, who would end up taking their lives because of his bad mood.
Yu Liuyun had never been nervous or panicked before, especially when she entered the study and saw the empty room. The seat where she usually sat next to him was now empty.
Suddenly, I felt as if my heart was being tightly squeezed.
It had been a day and a night, and he had no idea what had happened to her. He could hardly imagine what would happen to a weak woman like her, who didn't know any martial arts, was afraid of the dark and wild animals, out there alone.
Yu Liuyun found that he couldn't think at all. The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt. His originally injured chest felt as if someone had twisted and twisted it with a dagger. The pain was so severe that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't know what to do at all.
He was even confused. What if she really met with an accident? What if she was really bullied? With her temper, could she really still be alive?
Thinking of this, tears welled up in Yu Liuyun's eyes. He vaguely remembered what she told him when she came to the study room about their first meeting. She said that a group of beggars surrounded her, and fortunately he showed up in time to save her. But yesterday... yesterday, if she was really bullied, what would he do if he didn't show up in time?
Yu Liuyun's heart shuddered suddenly. Thinking of this, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest and the blood surged inside. At that moment, he could even smell the faint smell of rust in his throat.
Yu Liuyun tried hard to close his eyes, but as soon as he closed his eyes, all he could think of was Yanyan's face crying and calling him desperately when she was bullied. He felt as if his chest was suffocating and he couldn't breathe, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart with a dagger, making him panic and extremely uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, Yu Liuyun's fingers trembled uncontrollably. He clenched his fists tightly and ordered his subordinates to intensify their efforts to find her. No matter what, they must find his wife, no matter what happened to her, they must bring her back.
Just as Yu Liuyun closed his eyes and thought about things, he suddenly heard his subordinates coming to report the news. The subordinates tried their best to suppress their inner fear and said in a trembling voice, "Yesterday afternoon, someone saw the lady near a teahouse at the foot of the mountain. The lady got lost yesterday. After she came down the mountain, she was almost insulted by two imperial prisoners. Later, she was rescued."
After hearing the news reported by his subordinates, Yu Liuyun's eyes turned red for a moment, and his gaze was like a poisoned sword.
He turned his head suddenly and grabbed his subordinate by the collar. "What did you say? What do you mean your wife was almost insulted by two fugitives? Where is she? Where is she now?"
He knew his wife's temper. If she was really...really insulted, she would definitely not survive. With her temper, how could she tolerate such a thing?
Yu Liuyun suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of regret in his heart. Why, why did he say such words to her that day?
The subordinate's face turned pale, knowing that the leader would lose control after hearing this news. Trembling, he recounted the news he had heard from the teahouse owner yesterday.
"Husband, Madam, you look like that. Yesterday, she was lost again. She didn't even have a maid by her side. As soon as she came down the mountain, she was spotted by two fugitives. The two took her to a nearby forest and wanted to...do something bad to her. She kept crying and shouting. Fortunately, two young men who passed by heard her cry for help, and only then...only then did they rescue her and take her away."
When Yu Liuyun heard him say "Madam has been crying all the time", he felt a dull pain in his chest for a moment, and a trace of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.
Yu Liuyun's fingers were trembling, and he couldn't suppress the urge to kill. How dare they...bully his wife, who he couldn't bear to touch even when he was angry?
Thinking of those things, the hostility and murderous intent in Yu Liuyun's eyes almost solidified.
His palms were slightly sweaty and he could barely clench his fists. Yu Liuyun pushed his subordinate away, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and then restrained the emotions on his face one by one.
"What about those two people?"
Yu Liuyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, his tone seemed to carry a bloody flavor.
"I have found out that those two people seem to be the two guys you have been chasing. I heard from the teahouse owner that after the two men rescued my wife, they took her away with them."
Hearing this, Yu Liuyun's eyes deepened, with endless darkness floating in them, and a terrifying feeling that made people panic. If those two men took away his wife, then he obviously knew what they wanted.
A cold smile appeared on Yu Liuyun's lips, and his tone was so gloomy that it was frightening. "No, I'm asking about the other two fugitives. Are they dead?"
The subordinates were terrified when they heard the calm tone, and the hairs on the back of their necks stood up. "To reply to the leader, those two people were already dead that day."
Yu Liuyun looked down at him, and a look of hatred and cruelty suddenly appeared in his eyes. "It's not enough to just kill them. I will chop their bodies into pieces and feed them to the dogs, so that they can see carefully when they arrive at King Yan's Palace and know who they should touch and who they should not mess with."
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