Yu Xi was about to pick up Murong Jihao, but Zhan Muchen stretched out his arms and directly carried her back to the bed and sat down.
"Girl, he is much taller than you, do you think you can lift him up?"
It was better not to say this, but as soon as he said it, most of the solemn atmosphere in the room just now dissipated. Everyone's expressions were strange, and even Murong Jihao himself felt that Yu Xi's move was indeed too outrageous.
He coughed twice before explaining: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about the bloody scene you imagined. It just requires a little blood on Luoluo's finger to help the Murong family open the entrance to the underground palace."
Using blood to open the mechanism, he thought he was making a movie! However, Murong Jihao told them with a serious expression that his words were not a joke at all.
Bi Luo unconsciously stretched his small hands under his body and pressed them with his own body. She didn't want to cut her fingers to bleed her!
When everyone heard what he said, they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They were just taking some blood from their fingertips, so there was no need to be so nervous.
Although Zhan Muchen didn't care about Bi Luo, at least if she wasn't in danger, his woman wouldn't be nervous all day long, so he couldn't help but feel relaxed.
He looked at the girl in his arms and patted her little face, "It's just a little blood on your finger. There's no need to worry about it in the future, right?"
It's just a little blood, so of course it's not worth worrying about. For Zhan Muchen, even if he cuts off Bi Luo's entire finger, he doesn't think it's a big deal. Anyway, it's someone else's woman, and it has nothing to do with him.
Just stop making your woman worried and scared.
"It's very painful to cut your fingers." Yu Xi buried her head in his shoulder, hugged him, and finally felt at ease.
"Where in the world can such a ridiculous thing come from?" Bi Luo cherished her own blood, even if it was just a little blood on her fingertips, she cared about it. She looked at Murong Jihao, her eyes were still full of doubt and resistance: "You
Don’t you think such a legend is ridiculous? A drop of my blood can help you open the entrance to the underground palace. Do you think it is possible? In today’s civilized society, we still engage in such superstition.”
"Regardless of whether it is possible or not, since it is a creed passed down from our ancestors, it must have its truth. As a descendant of the Murong family, I can only implement it and have no right to doubt it."
"But I'm not..."
"You will be!" He suddenly stood up, walked towards Biluo, met her doubtful eyes, he reached out and picked her up and held her in his arms.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Biluo pushed his chest hard. There was something wrong with this man. Why did he suddenly come to hug her when he was so good?
"If you are really the destined saint, you can only belong to me in this life." He stared at her hard, his eyes firm: "I will marry you and take you as my wife."
Bi Luo was so shocked by his words that his eyes widened.
If she is a saint, she has to marry him. What kind of bullshit logic is this? Who she wants to marry is her own business, what does it have to do with him? He dares to interfere with things that even her parents don't care about.
?
In any case, she has nothing to do with that Holy Lady Laoshizi. She is an independent individual. The affairs of the Murong family have nothing to do with her, so she doesn't want to get involved. "I won't do it!"
"You have to do it even if you don't want to! This is your mission." He hugged her hard and did not relax at all because of her struggle.
This Murong Jihao usually looked gentle and gentle, but she didn't expect that he was so strong and strong. She was held by him like this, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.
She punched him hard on the chest, but it didn't hurt him. Instead, her little hands were sore from the shock of his strong muscles. She frowned, and her eyes for help fell on the inexplicable person beside her.
: "You still haven't saved me!"
He touched his nose inexplicably and looked at the two of them with a strange look on his face. Instead of rushing to save her, he asked: "Then how can you be sure if Luoluo is the saint you are looking for?"
Murong Jihao glanced at him, then looked back at Bi Luo. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his lips: "It's simple, just sleep with me for one night, and I can be sure whether she is."
A night's sleep?
When I finally opened my eyes, I was so shocked that I almost fainted...
I don’t know how I spent last night. Those men left the room at some point. Zhan Muchen originally wanted to take Yu Xi back to his room, but Bi Luo held her tightly and refused to let go. Yu Xi also used
A forced and pitiful look lingered on Zhan Muchen for a long time, before Zhan snorted coldly and disappeared from their sight.
It was that cold look that kept Bi Luo from sleeping well all night. When he woke up the next day, he was still holding Yu Xi's waist. Fortunately, he was still alive and was not raped by Zhan Muchen from the second floor in the middle of the night.
Throw it down.
It was broad daylight, but he felt a cold wind blowing, and a chill on his back. He didn't know what kind of monsters were following him. Bi Luo lay on the railing of the stone chair, watching the little goldfish in the pond snatching food, and sighed quietly.
, with a troubled look on his face.
Yu Xi, who was kneeling on a stone chair, grabbed handfuls of fish food and threw it into the pond through the railing, glanced sideways at her, "What are you worried about? Don't you really want to try to play with kissing?"
How does it feel? Now it’s rare to have such a handsome and charming guy in front of you for you to enjoy, what else do you have to complain about? "
Bi Luo turned his head and rolled his eyes at her, then returned his gaze to the surface of the pool. He put his hands on the stone railing, supported his chin, and muttered: "I was just talking casually, but you really thought that I wanted you."
?Why don’t you try sleeping with him for one night?”
Yu Xi shrugged. After Bi Luo's crisis was resolved, he was now in a very relaxed and happy mood. "I would like to, but if Uncle Mu Chen and A Jin find out that I have this idea, they will kill me. What do you think?"
,Do I dare?”
"You're so good at what you get!" Bi Luo spat at her. Looking at the goldfish snatching food in the pond, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart. "Tell me...do I have to sleep with him for one night to have a chance?"
Have you seen the legendary underground palace?"
She really wanted to visit that underground palace. After all, there was only one chance in five hundred years to find the legendary place where many treasures were buried. She always longed for such things. However,
If the price is to hand over her innocent body, then... Her eyes dimmed and her mouth curled up: "Who wants to sleep with him? He is so old and disgusting!"
A twenty-eight-year-old man, a full ten years older than her!
She doesn't want this old man who is lifeless all day long and has no passion at all!
I want and should be like Zhan Ye, heroic and tall... Well, just imagining it makes me happy!
But... her eyes dimmed, and her face fell down again.