His eyes fell on the young man, "Cang Yu came to discuss matters with Venerable Huang Dian?"
Di Cangyu smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing important. Mr. An, please ask me first. I will leave now without disturbing you."
An Yangjian nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at the young man's leaving figure.
After looking away, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the igloo.
A short scream came from the door, which was quickly blocked by the thick ice door.
A trace of disdain flashed across the faces of several young female disciples who were cleaning up the mess outside.
"Miss Dugu's family, you know, now she's just like the girl in the bar, serving this and that, tsk, she's really dirty and smelly."
"Shh, you don't want your life. Be careful of being overheard by Your Majesty. Let's go quickly."
Dugu Liren sat in front of the dressing mirror with a pale face, her fingers tightly clenched into fists.
The old man, Venerable Huang Dian, was whispering against her pale face. He turned around when he heard the door open, with a smile on his face, "Mr. An is here, I will go out first."
Dugu Liren clenched her fingers, her fingertips almost pinching into her palm.
There were a few tears hanging from the corners of her eyes on her pale, pretty face, which looked particularly lovely.
The horse-faced man licked his lips and waved his hand impatiently, "Go ahead."
Venerable Huang Dian immediately bowed his head and limped out.
Before leaving, he was very considerate and closed the igloo door tightly.
Dugu Liren clenched her fingers and roared unwillingly in her heart.
Why did it come to this point?
She was actually like a packaged item, treated as a gift by Venerable Huang Dian, and was given to An Yangjian in a flattering manner.
…
Di Cangyu returned to his small igloo, closed the door, and immediately took out a soundproof spiritual treasure from his arms and threw it into the air.
His eyes turned to the young woman lying on the ice bed, and a faint smile appeared on the man's lips.
The woman is none other than Senior Sister Yan Yan Xianyun from Frozen Canyon.
At this moment, she was lying upright on the ice bed, staring at the man with frightened eyes, and sometimes she made a broken whine in the middle of her mouth, unable to speak completely.
"It's another day." Di Cangyu said with a smile.
"No one noticed that you fell into my hands." Di Cangyu turned around and took off his heavy cloak, casually hanging it on the wall.
He took a few steps forward and looked at the woman with fear in her eyes with a smile.
"Are you scared?"
"Then when you told me about the abandoned disciple of a small force in Yuntian Continent, why didn't you feel any shame or fear at all?"
Yan Xianyun's dark eyes moved, but he opened his mouth but no words came out.
If she could speak, she would definitely cry and beg for mercy from this lunatic.
When did she say this? To be honest, she didn't even remember.
After this madman caught him, he repeated the same words to her every day, reminding her how arrogant and domineering she was and how much she had said to him.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I can tell you." Di Cangyu said with a smile on his face, "You said this when we were in the thorn forest. Pei Shiya was still there at that time."
"Oh, by the way, I heard that Pei Shiya died?" Di Cangyu smiled a little maliciously, "You must be heartbroken, after all, you like this Junior Sister Pei so much."
"You are such a pervert." Di Cangyu slowly leaned down, "You actually like your junior sister Pei?"
Yan Xianyun opened his eyes wide, and for a moment there was a clicking sound in his throat.
"Why are you panicking?"

Chapter completed!