Dressed as a sweet bag in the heart of a tyrant

Chapter 152 Worry-free imprisoned

"..." Everyone.

It sounds like it makes sense.

However, why do you not want to believe it in your heart?

But no matter what their thoughts were, Mino had already hugged Ye Yanhao and walked away.

A group of children watched the thin figure disappear into the dense forest, unable to recover for a long time...

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Ghost Doctor Pavilion

On the top of a hill with green mountains and green waters, there is an exquisite and beautiful bamboo garden.

In the bamboo garden, a beautiful bamboo house was vaguely built, and the bamboo house was surrounded by stretches of bamboo forests.

The whole mountain is misty and misty, and it is ancient and peerless.

Inside the bamboo hut, an extremely handsome man in a red robe was imprisoned on a bamboo bed.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his face was as pale as paper.

It seems like a god who accidentally fell into the mortal world and fell into a deep sleep, giving people a feeling that can be seen from a distance but not played with.

After a long time, a woman in a white dress and a white cloak with a beaver fur collar pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as she got close to the bamboo bed, she met a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.

When the woman met those eyes, a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

She said: "Pavilion Master Wuyou, you are finally awake~"

This smile comes from the heart, pure and without any impurities.

Let people subconsciously let down their guard.

"..." Wuyou.

He was dazed for a moment, then subconsciously moved his hands and feet.

It was only then that I was surprised to find that I was fixed on a bed, and my hands and feet were locked by long, cold chains.

Obviously a look of being slaughtered.

Wuyou raised his eyebrows, and a treacherous smile flashed in his eyes.

Gee.

What should I do if I am inexplicably excited about being imprisoned for the first time?
He tugged at the chain on his wrist with a careless expression.

"Are you plotting against me?" Wuyou stared lazily at Xu Manrong, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an interesting way: "To rob money? To rob sex? Or greedy for power?"

Xu Manrong squinted her eyes, tilted her head and said, "Master Wuyou Pavilion, how about you guess?"

After finishing speaking, she pursed her lips on purpose, and blinked her big watery eyes by the way.

That look was as innocent as it could be.

"Hehehe..." Wuyou chuckled suddenly.

The voice sounded melodious, whispering softly, like a conversation between lovers, making one's heart beat faster.

Xu Manrong stared almost obsessively at the upward curve of Wuyou's mouth, the look in his eyes became more and more greedy and longing.

"..." Wuyou.

He seemed to sense Xu Manrong's malicious eyes, so he frowned slightly.

"Don't you want your eyes?" Wuyou asked quietly.

When Xu Manrong heard the words, she immediately came to her senses.

She stared blankly at Wuyou, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth: "Master Wuyou, Daddy said that as long as you are locked here, you will always be mine alone."

"..." Wuyou had black lines all over his head.

He raised his eyelids, and his eyes fell on Xu Manrong.

At this moment, she has a sweet smile and looks innocent and lovely.

That smile can be said to be very, very sweet.

It seems to be sweet to the bone, so sweet that it is extremely weird.

Wuyou suddenly smiled and said, "What if I don't agree?"

"Don't agree?" Xu Manrong was stunned for a moment, and his face darkened instantly: "If the Lord Wuyou doesn't agree, Rong'er will be angry~"

Hearing this, the interest in Wuyou's eyes became more and more intense.

He hooked his lips, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Oh? What are the consequences of your anger?"

When he is angry, is he so artistic?
As his subordinate, how much did he learn from his excellent side?
Inexplicably, Wuyou began to look forward to it.

Looking forward to the answer in my imagination...

"Huh?" Xu Manrong tilted her head, leaned close to Wuyou, her whole weight was on him, and said softly, "Young master, if you make Rong'er angry, Rong'er will kill someone~"

After a moment of silence, he said again: "My lord has such a heavenly appearance, Rong'er can't bear to hurt you~"

This time, she didn't pretend to be respectful and called Pavilion Master Wuyou.

Instead, his tone was frivolous, his eyes were perverted, and he looked like he was in a hurry.

Wuyou narrowed his eyes imperceptibly, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Fleeting.

He chuckled lightly, and then said: "Tsk, it's true that women's university has changed at eighteen! It's really... interesting and urgent."

After a while...

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

The chains that originally fixed Wuyou were broken and scattered all over the ground.

Wuyou patted the bamboo bed lightly, turned around and flew up, and stood firmly on the ground.

"..." Xu Manrong was stunned: "My lord, what have you done?"

After a pause, he continued: "This is made of black iron, it is impossible to break it so easily. How did you do it?"

Wuyou didn't even look at Xu Manrong, he stretched himself, and said lazily, "Guess?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Xu Manrong with a half-smile, the look of contempt and sarcasm in his eyes was extremely obvious.

Xu Manrong: "..."

Guess?
Guess your sister!

Isn't this what she just asked Wuyou?

She took a deep breath, and stared angrily at Wuyou standing in front of her with a half-smile.

"I just want to know now, how on earth did you do it?"

Knowing the answer, she can improve better, isn't it?

In the future, there will be many places where chains are needed.

She didn't want to be defeated by the internal power of these men every time.

Wuyou walked in front of Xu Manrong, looked down at her and said, "Want to know?"

After a moment of silence, he smiled strangely and said, "I'll teach you."

After saying that, he raised his plain hand, and a fresh and elegant floral fragrance filled the air immediately.

Xu Manrong was about to fight back, but her body softened and she fell on the bamboo bed.

"..." Xu Manrong.

She looked at Wuyou in disbelief, and said in a daze, "How could it be? I have searched carefully, and there is no way you have hidden poison on your body!"

Yes, Xinzhi Wuyou is a master drug dealer, so she was searched from the beginning.

Poison cannot be concealed either inside or outside the body.

Where did the poison he uses now come from?
What went wrong?
Questions lingered in Xu Manrong's mind.

Before she could figure it out, a gloomy voice rang in her ears.

"Search?" Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised: "Which hand? Or which eye? Or...two?"

Saying this, he leaned over slightly, and suddenly touched Xu Manrong's eyeballs with a cold dagger.

"!!!" Xu Manrong's pupils shrank, and he said in a trembling voice, "My lord, you... what do you want to do?"

Where did this dagger come from?

Could it be that she searched for a fake body?

Or……

Did outsiders come during her absence?
(End of this chapter)