Zi Lin suddenly panicked and said: "Then... do I need to talk to His Highness about this?"
Jinglan pursed her lips, then shook her head and said, "Your Highness has said that His Highness is concentrating on the war right now. She cannot tell His Highness anything that happens to her. I hope that Your Highness will be safe and sound before His Highness returns to the imperial capital."
It would be nice to come back..."
On the other side, Xiang Yini was walking in the corridor with a calm face and a good mood.
"Empress, that bitch contradicted you like this, why did you just let it go..." Huanpei covered her aching face and said reluctantly with a frown.
Xiang Yini glanced at her and said, "She has no one to discipline her, do you too?"
Hearing this, Huanpei was suddenly frightened, then lowered his head and said, "I don't dare, this slave."
Xiang Yini breathed out gently and said: "Ignore the dying struggle."
Huanpei pursed her lips and said, "Your Majesty, you have taught me a lesson."
"Sent people to keep a close eye on her. If we see her..." She raised her slender fingers and lightly wiped her neck.
Hearing this, Huan Pei raised the corners of his lips and said, "Yes!"
……
Chu Jiaoli slowly opened her eyes, her thoughts quickly returned, and she was suddenly shocked.
"Well!" Just as he was about to speak, he found that his mouth was gagged and his wrists were tied to a pillar.
A strange man walked in front of him. He was dressed in black and well-dressed. He was in his early twenties and had a handsome face. He had rare heterochromatic pupils, with his left eye dark red and his right eye azure.
As he approached, there was an unkind and dangerous aura.
This person is the great disciple of Yousheng Sect, Luo Qianye.
Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly and kept moving her body to retreat, but her back was pressed against the pillar and her position did not move even half an inch.
Luo Qianye knelt down, took out the cloth from her mouth, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and walked out of the house.
"Who are you? Why did you arrest me?" Chu Jiaoli frowned and asked at his back.
Luo Qianye stepped out of the threshold without saying anything.
Soon, another man in red walked out of the door.
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes and saw that beautiful, monster-like face.
Taking a closer look at the cinnabar mole on the center of her eyebrow, she was suddenly shocked. Although she had never seen this man with her own eyes, she had seen a portrait.
He looks much better than the portrait, but the suffocating sense of oppression and murderous intent cannot be depicted in the painting.
The reason why I saw this scroll was that Beigong Tengxiao brought it back from the palace in the previous life.
This is the most dangerous person and the person we need to be most wary of—the leader of the Yousheng Sect, Mo Wuyou!
"Li'er, I'm showing you the person in this painting. I'm not telling you to run away as soon as you see it, because... if he wants to kill you, you will never be able to run away... I just hope that you will encounter someone like this in your life."
Don’t fall in love with him.”
Beigong Tengxiao's warning was still vaguely ringing in her ears. Chu Jiaoli suddenly trembled all over and moved her eyes downward, not daring to look at him.
Why... would he capture her?
"Is this the poor guy I saved?" Mo Wuyou raised the corners of his lips slightly, knelt down on his knees, and said with an evil smile, "This face does look a bit like Xing'er."
Chu Jiaoli swallowed nervously, a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and looked away without saying a word.
Did he save her? When?
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "You know me."
It was because he knew him and knew he was in danger that he had such a frightened reaction.
Chu Jiaoli whispered: "Master Mo, we have no grievances between you and me. Can you please spare me?"
Hearing her trembling voice, Mo Wuyou smiled happily and said, "If Xing'er could be as timid as you, I would be much less worried."
Does Chu Jiaoxing have something to do with the Nether Saint Sect? Hearing Mo Wuyou call her so close, I'm afraid it's not a superficial relationship...
However, she didn't dare to ask any more questions. It was better to keep her mouth shut for now. It was more important to save her life.
Seeing that she didn't dare to say anything, Mo Wuyou slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry, I'll keep your life alive for now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he called to the door: "Qianye, untie her."
"Yes." Luo Qianye, who had just walked out, walked in and untied the rope that tied her wrists.
Chu Jiaoli clenched her fists nervously, and when she saw Mo Wuyou leaving, she slowly stood up holding the pillar.
Luo Qianye did not leave, however. He showed a little joking smile and said: "Don't worry, you will be well fed and clothed here, we will not treat you badly."
Chu Jiaoli rubbed the marks on her wrist, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "I am the bait, and my eldest sister is the fish, right?"
"Smart." Luo Qianye's eyes with a deep smile had a hint of regret, and he sighed softly and said, "It's a pity that you don't have heterochromatic eyes, otherwise you can live longer."
Chu Jiaoli frowned and said, "What are the strange-colored eyes?"
Luo Qianye raised his finger and pointed at his two eyes of different colors and said, "Isn't your sister also having heterochromatic eyes?"
Before Chu Jiaoli could think about it, a very charming and charming beauty in red came to the door.
The beauty is about 20 years old, her hair is tied up high, and she is wearing a smart outfit that makes her figure look great.
She glanced at Chu Jiaoli, snorted coldly, and said, "Just this little girl's movie?"
She slowly walked up to Chu Jiaoli, raised her chin, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and said, "These eyes are very ordinary..."
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes and met hers. A closer look revealed that this beauty also had heterochromatic eyes. Her left eye was dark gray and her right eye was dark amber. It was not that obvious, and it was difficult to detect it even if you didn't look closely.
.
Someone who can come in and out at will is definitely not an ordinary person.
These two people both have heterochromatic eyes, and together with Chu Jiaoxing, whom Mo Wuyou talks about, perhaps, the status of the three of them in this Netherworld Sect is extraordinary.
Luo Qianye sighed softly and said: "Why are you so jealous? She is the younger sister of the younger junior sister. The master wanted to lure the younger junior sister to Longyin Peak, so he kidnapped her."
Junior sister? Are these two people and Chu Jiaoxing both Mo Wuyou's apprentices?
The beauty in red let go of her chin, folded her arms, and said angrily: "It's Chu Jiaoxing again, the master only has eyes for her!" She frowned and looked at Chu Jiaoli again, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said
, "If you can't touch Chu Jiaoxing, you can touch this woman, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her palms and mobilized her inner strength to attack her.
Luo Qianye raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, and said seriously: "Qin Luan, master said, you can't touch her for the time being."
The woman named Qin Luan couldn't move her hand. She clenched her fist tightly, snorted coldly, threw his hand away, and said, "It's really disappointing."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Chu Jiaoli looked at the direction she was leaving, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Does she hate my eldest sister?"
Luo Qianye snorted coldly and said, "You can see it even if you look at it."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli thought for a while. In this case, maybe she would help him escape from here...
"Don't worry, no one wants to hurt you, but don't even think about escaping. It's impossible." Luo Qianye looked at her expression that seemed to be thinking about something, gently raised the corners of her lips, and walked out.
