Yun Dieyi, who was hiding in the dark, was planning to take action because there was no better time than now.
The man picking flowers had the lowest level of resistance and alertness, and the woman's innocence was not really damaged.
She had prepared her moves, and was planning to make the flower-picking thief inhumane for the rest of his life, when she discovered that there was a hidden aura in the dark, and this cold aura was somewhat similar to Mo Feijun's.
Curious in his heart, he stopped the move.
Then several strands of red silk threads burst out of the air, with incomparable fierceness.
The red thread shone with bloodthirsty light and divided into three bundles in the air. One bundle tied all the flower-picking man's hair in one place, one bundle tied his hands, and the other bundle fixed his feet.
Can't move.
Yun Dieyi, who was hiding in the forest, looked at the red silk in front of him that was a bit sharper than a sword, and sighed in his heart, wondering what kind of skill it would take to control the silk thread in his hand so freely.
Then the person hidden in the dark appeared. He was dressed in black like a ghost and exuded an aura like Shura from hell. It was Mo Feijun. He didn't see any movement of his hands, but the bloody thread suddenly moved.
Already.
The figure of the flower-picking man changed from parallel to the ground to perpendicular to the ground. The whole person was suspended in the air, like a huge and lacking in beauty. A steady stream of screams came from his mouth, which made people feel uncomfortable.
This night was a bit more eerie.
Mo Feijun's voice was lazily cool, and he asked where Yun Dieyi was, "Aren't you going to show up yet?"
Yun Dieyi walked out after hearing this. Mo Feijun's martial arts was better than hers, so it was reasonable to find her hidden traces, so she was very calm about this.
Mo Feijun seemed to have just woken up. His clothes were a little messy, and his collarbone, which was more delicate than that of a woman, was exposed. The snow-white skin on his neck shone seductively under the light of the bonfire.
A playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a blood-drinking demon. Inexplicably, even his voice had a chilling flavor, "You are lucky, today I will let you watch a killing game for free."
"Tch, you can still come up with new ideas when killing people? If you have the ability, let him put on his clothes first."
She didn't mind watching the killing game, but the flower picker in front of her had just taken off his clothes when he was about to humiliate the woman, and now he was still naked.
Watching a naked flower picker being tortured, it wasn't that she didn't have the guts to watch, but she really felt that the flower picker's figure was a bit tarnishing her eyes. The last time Jun Feiliu and the courtesan Wu Shan Yunyu had sex, they looked so beautiful.