Feng Yu was shocked at first, and then quickly calmed down. I wonder if there are any hidden weapons in this formation?
Feng Yu didn't dare to wander around easily again, for fear of being accidentally killed in the formation.
The aphrodisiac in the body, the fire is still burning!
The fire is burning more and more fiercely...
Feng Yu's unspeakable pain was simply worse than enduring torture. She clenched her teeth and her gums gradually began to bleed. Her consciousness was swallowed up unconsciously, and various images flashed through her mind.
"Yu'er, live well and take good care of yourself."
"Yu'er, don't give up any hope at any time, mother believes in you."
Feng Yu grew up in a single-parent family, and her only relative was her mother. She has been alone since her mother passed away.
Feng Yu still clearly remembers what her mother said to her when she passed away. She remembers every word clearly, and she always follows her mother's words, takes good care of herself, and never gives up any hope. For a moment, the energy in her body that has always supported Feng Yu
Feng Yu's perseverance prompted Feng Yu to stand up. She could not sit still and wait for death, so she stumbled forward...
I don’t know exactly how long it took, but Feng Yu walked to the pavilion in a daze.
The person Feng Yu saw earlier was still lying on the bamboo chair in the pavilion. He was a young man...
The man on the bamboo chair is dressed in white clothes with moiré embroidery, which is spotless. Around his waist is a belt of the same color as the robe, four fingers wide, and a round piece of white suet-fat jade the size of half a palm. Ten fingers
He was as slender as jade, folded over his abdomen. His eyes were closed tightly, and his face was so beautiful that it was almost impossible to find words to describe it. I just felt that any word used on him was a kind of blasphemy. I looked at him all over.
After coming down, the only flaw was that my face was too pale, and I was either too sick or too injured.
Feng Yu fell down on the corridor of the pavilion, panting, her face flushed, and she looked like she had just climbed out of the water.
The man on the bamboo chair was sleeping deeply and was not awakened. His pale complexion should have given people a feeling of weakness, but his whole body exuded a cool aura and a coldness that made people avoid him.
Fierce spirit.
Feng Yu gasped and watched intently, her body was stretched to its limit!
Either die again immediately, or...for a time, two roads were placed in front of Feng Yu, and there was no third way to take.
Not everyone is so lucky to have two lives. Feng Yu still feels very conflicted about being with a man... not to mention a strange man, but she can't just give up her life in vain.
After a while—
Feng Yu gritted her teeth and gave it a go!
I just wonder if the original owner of the body she currently occupies will hate her to death if she finds out?
But... Feng Yu can only say "I'm sorry" to the original owner of this body! If there is any other way, she will never, never do this!
After making the decision, Feng Yu took advantage of the man not waking up, gritted her teeth and stood up, tore off four long strips of cloth from her clothes, and quickly tied the hands of the sleeping man on the bamboo chair to the handles on both sides of the bamboo chair and tied the man
Her legs were tied to the two feet in front of the bamboo chair to prevent the man from resisting or trying to kill her when she woke up later. Then she tore off a piece of cloth and stuffed the man's mouth to prevent him from making any noise and killing her.
Called. A formation was set up in the yard. The man had been lying here sleeping. He probably didn't want to be disturbed, so no one would come rashly.