The female cultivator wanted to waving her hand, but the force that clamped her wrist became stronger and stronger. The wrist bones were so painful that they seemed to be crushed.

Generally, she couldn't help but moan...

She turned her head and looked at Zhuge Canglan, gritting her teeth in pain, not knowing whether she should ask for help. There was no one here, and she was suppressed by powerful forces for no reason, it must have been done by Zhuge Canglan.

The female cultivator thought that as long as she did it carefully, she would not be discovered, but she just moved and discovered it. This... the little girl is really not simple. I am afraid she will be careful about her all night and will not relax at all.

The female cultivator suddenly felt... this little girl, she was too scary.

She was sweating coldly when she was in pain, while Zhuge Canglan's eyes were still closed, not moving at all, as if she had no idea about her affairs.

The female cultivator opened her mouth and wanted to ask for help, but she heard Zhuge Canglan's cold and emotional voice: "Don't use your little tricks in front of me. It's already the limit for me tolerate you staying in front of me for one night."

The cultivator looked panicked: "Miss, I..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhuge Canglan said to herself: "Do you know what I hate the most in my life? It's just that others plot against me, especially... this kind of calculation that doesn't come to the forefront at all."

Zhuge Canglan was originally a very cautious person. He was completely unfamiliar and very scheming woman who wanted to spend the whole night with her. How could she be completely relaxed from her?

After seeing the female cultivator for the first time that night, her every move, including no expression, was shrouded by her spiritual consciousness.

Although she has always been quiet and seems to have no action, Zhuge Canglan has always been a very patient hunter, and she has enough patience to wait for her to go out.

It’s a pity... her methods are too inferior and too unpretentious.

The female cultivator was shocked and quickly denied: "Miss, you... have misunderstood. I really didn't plot against you. How dare I plot against you? I'm wronged!"

She had just taken out the thing and had not moved yet. How could she know? She must have noticed her movements and thought she was going to be bad for her, so she took action to stop her.

This must be the case. As long as she denies it and refuses to admit it, she will not do anything to herself.

Zhuge Canglan snorted coldly and opened his eyes. He was sitting on the ground the previous second, but the next second he had already pinched the female cultivator's slender neck: "I said, don't play tricks in front of me. Your little tricks will not catch my eyes at all."

The female cultivator's breathing suddenly stopped. Her hand was very hard. After a while, her face turned red. The strong suffocation made her dizzy and her eyes were congested.

She opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "No...no, I...no, really...no..."

Zhuge Canglan's red lips slightly raised, and the bloodthirsty murderous intent that penetrated deep into his bones made the female cultivator suddenly feel like she fell into an ice cave, and her whole body seemed to be frozen into ice cubes, and it was shattered as soon as she fell.

Zhuge Canglan raised his other one, holding a medicine bottle in his hand, and she sneered: "No? Then I'll ask you...what is this? Don't tell me, this is not yours?"
Chapter completed!