"Xiao Yi..." Han Beier also cried out. She was so surprised that she couldn't believe her ears.
She looked at Yu Xiaoyi in disbelief, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise and disbelief, "Xiaoyi...Xiaoyi...you...can you speak?"
She held her breath and looked at him, waiting for his answer. There was an uncontrollable tremor of joy in her voice.
Yu Xiaoyi nodded, his heart ached as if there were thousands of steel knives cutting him, and all the sounds were choked in his throat, unable to speak out.
"That's great! That's great!" Han Beier just looked at the young man opposite with joy, completely forgetting that she was covered in injuries, completely forgetting that she was still in the hands of the enemy and her life would be in danger at any time.
"Jade Soul! You came just in time!" Gui Yuan said gloomily, "You are Han Guangzhi's adopted child. You also share half of my hatred!"
"Gui Yuan! Let her go! Otherwise, I will wipe out your ghost gang!" Yu Xiaoyi raised his head slightly, and the young man who was as cold as ice and snow suddenly became arrogant like an emperor who rules everything.
"What should I be afraid of when she is in my hands?" Gui Yuan grabbed Han Beier, whose hands were bound, and clasped her throat with his five fingers, smiling coldly, "That good show a few days ago
I have heard that Lord An Ye kidnapped her and asked for everything from you, right?"
Han Beier smiled bitterly
She did not implicate Ren Hantian and Fei Yan, but she once again implicate her Xiao Yi.
"I didn't expect that the famous Gui Yuan could be so despicable, using women as a shield to threaten others!" Yu Xiaoyi slowly released his clenched fists and said sarcastically.
Gui Yuan shook her head, "Yu Hun, the provoking method is useless to me. If you want her to live, just surrender and capture her. Other than that, there is no other way."
Han Beier looked at Yu Xiaoyi with a slight smile.
She didn't persuade him to leave
Because she knew that no matter how she tried to persuade him, he would never leave her. In that case, it would be better to save energy.
Gui Yuan's five fingers began to exert force slowly, and Han Beier's stunning face became redder and redder.
"Okay!" Yu Xiaoyi surrendered
"Qingyu! You go back!" Yu Xiaoyi ordered coldly
"Master!" Qingyu said anxiously, trying to stop him.
"Go back!" He glared coldly, with an unquestionable look on his face.
"Master!" Qingyu and Ziyu shouted in unison, leading a large number of people in the Broken Jade Palace to kneel down on one knee, with eager pleading expressions on their faces, "Master! We can save Miss Han..."
"Let's go!" Yu Xiaoyi spat out one word coldly, no longer looking at him, but there was a frightening and sharp aura about him.
"Yes!" Qingyu knew that Yu Xiaoyi's patience had reached the limit, so she helplessly bowed her head and said yes, leading the people from Broken Jade Palace to retreat.
thereafter
In the basement of the Ghost Gang, there is a young man who is as arrogant as the moon and as cold as the stars.
Han Beier tilted her head to look at him and smiled softly, "Xiao Yi, I'm really surprised how much money you owed me in your last life, and how much you have suffered in this life!"
"Fool!" Yu Xiaoyi looked back at her tenderly, "You owed me money in my previous life, and that's why you chose such a useless me in this life... I can't always protect you."
Han Beier said with a smile: "No, I am too unlucky. If I was hit and killed when I was eight years old, I wouldn't be in such trouble now, and you and I would have to suffer..."
"Belle..." Yu Xiaoyi looked at her resentfully.
"Okay, okay! It's my fault! I said it wrong..."
Gui Yuan looked at the two people who were teasing him as if there was no one around him with a cold expression.
For the first time, he saw people who dared to flirt in the torture chamber in his basement. Aren't they afraid?
He suddenly felt even more hateful in his heart!
How could this be?
How could the enemy who ruined his family live so happily?
"Come here!" he ordered coldly.
The person walking in for execution outside the door