"Beauty, you have a beautiful voice!" The obese man drooled greedily, which fell on Mengying Lin's white neck.

She was sick and wanted to vomit. After a burst of nausea, she quickly said, "I am the woman of the prince of Xuanwu."

"The prince of Xuanwu?" After hearing these three words, the obese man's body was obviously stiff for a moment, but the next moment, his hand still extended to Mengying Lin. "Beauty, don't think I can let you go when you move out of the great Buddha of the prince of Xuanwu. You said you lied to me who's woman is ok, but said the prince of Xuanwu's? You can't help but wonder that the prince of Xuanwu is the most ruthless to women. He is a man of style and has played with so many women. So far, no woman has ever been able to become a person beside him. So I'm not afraid of even what you've had before. You think he remembers you?

The doors and windows of the house were closed tightly, and incense was still burning in the corner. The fragrance was unique. Mengying Lin, who had been tortured by drugs, inhaled the fragrance, and even more could not control it.

She gritted her teeth, pinched the chinaware in her hand desperately, and the red blood flowed out from her palm. Only the pain could keep her awake.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered Liancheng Mo.

They all said that beauty and ugliness, love and hate were relative. Liancheng Mo insulted her, so she hated him. But compared with Liancheng Mo, this fat, ugly and disgusting man seemed to make her hate more deeply. In this contrast, she hated Liancheng Mo less warmly.

It was quiet, and there was only the sound of clothes being torn apart in the room.

At the entrance of the temple, Tie Lu waited for a while to see Liancheng Mo approaching quickly. Without blinking an eye, he appeared in front of himself from ten feet away.

The waving horns of his robe betrayed his anxious state of mind, even though his face was as cold as ever.

"What the hell is going on?" Question from Liancheng Mo coldly.

Tie Lu Road: "It suddenly rained, we followed the villagers here to shelter from the rain. When I saw that the Miss Lin's clothes were wet, I let her go into Taoist temple to change into clean clothes. The Taoist temple was full of Taoist aunt, so she did not let me in. Unexpectedly, Miss Lin went in by herself and never came out again. The Taoist said that she had gone through the back door..."

"She won't go." The affirmative answer of Liancheng Mo, the line of sight fell on Yisheng, "If she wants to go, she will take him with her."

"Yeah... That's what Yisheng said. So I think something must have happened to the her. When Tie Lu finished, he retreated to the side, pulling the Yisheng. If he hadn't been afraid of the child, he would have rushed in.

Liancheng Mo was silent, but his eyes were cold and terrible. He raised his hand and the door was knocked open by the strong wind.

The door panels were old and scratched when they were knocked open. He walked into the door and did not see how he moved. The next moment, however, a man appeared in the inner yard.

Although he knew the master's martial arts were strong, but whenever he saw the exaggerated speed, Tie Lu couldn't help admiring it. He pushed Yisheng aside and told him, "You just stay here and don't move. We'll come out to see you later. If you want to save your sister, don't pull our hind legs."

Yisheng wanted to follow in. He was not afraid of danger, but when Tie Lu said this, his steps were taken back and he nodded solemnly.

All the way into the inner courtyard, Liancheng Mo did not disturb a Taoist aunt. Those Taoist aunts usually accompany guests at night and rest in the daytime. So only a few people were active during the daytime, coupled with the success of Liancheng Mo 's martial arts, those Taoist aunts could not find his existence at all.

He wasn't in a hurry to waste time with these Taoist nuns. He just grabbed a Taoist nun to lead the way. Suddenly, the Taoist nun was pinched by one hand around her neck. She thought she saw a ghost. Looking carefully, he was an amazing looking man. Her mind was turning.

Unfortunately, her reaction bored Liancheng Mo, and he crushed her neck with all his strength. He searched one by one at the fastest speed.

Suddenly, he turned his head to a room in the corner and went over with a heavy face. He raised his hand and saw that the door panels fell when he touched them.

The fat man who was lying on Mengying Lin's body turned around in surprise, "who doesn't have long eyes to look for..." Before the dead word was uttered, he rolled down in fear.

"Who the person should be? You are a small soldier!" Liancheng Mo hummed coldly, the sound could cool out the water.

"I, I, I am glad to see you, Your Highness..."

The obese man knelt on the ground and trembled with fear. He was Wu Jun's deputy general, but he was said to be a small soldier in the mouth of Liancheng Mo. Indeed, in his status as Liancheng Mo, it was only a matter of one sentence to dispose of him.

Liancheng Mo stepped forward calmly, kicking the obese man who was blocking the road away. When he stood by the bed and looked at the woman whose clothes were messy and her face was not normal and ruddy, his pupils shrank.

He turned his head slowly and stared at the fat man.

Perhaps his eyes were too terrible, and the obese man couldn't even think of his dignity and kowtow his head. "Your Highness, Your Highness., I am blind of not knowing you, I am guilty, the guilty one..."

"If you are guilty, die." Liancheng Mo spoke calmly, but the fierce spirit that came out of his body directly frightened the obese man to the ground.

" Your Highness, Your Highness... I didn't mean to treat her...

The obese man wanted to say something, but he had no chance to say it later, because when he heard the word "she" from his mouth, Your Highness felt sick and kicked him in the chest and kicked him to death.

He looked back at the man on the bed tossing and turning, his face red enough to drip water, and he growled, "Mengying Lin!"

Mengying Lin's eyes were blurred, reflecting his beautiful face in her eyes, but some of them were not so true. She seemed to be very unconscious.

Suddenly, she exclaimed in horror, "No, don't touch me! I love our highness. My body can only be given to our Highness! Don't touch me, don't touch me, or I'll die...

She seemed unconscious, just waving her hands in a confused way. The more she talked, the more excited she was, the more she picked up the chips in her hand, the more she would wipe them on her neck.

"Silly woman!" Liancheng Mo sighed, easily blocked her hand, took the weak woman into his arms, and listened to his low murmur: "At this time, still miss him? Are you sincere or fake? Nevertheless, it doesn't matter. I also disdain your sincerity."

Mengying Lin was vaguely locked in his arms. Perhaps the drug had broken out again. Her hands felt uneasily towards him.