Ye Zhilan, you probably would never have thought that I would encounter such a thing.

If I had known that it would be cheaper to others, it would have been cheaper to you.

A trace of tears slowly emerged from the corner of Murong Mingzhu's eyes

"Zheng!"

A sound like a piano sound seemed to come from outside the sky. The man who was almost pressing on Murong Mingzhu suddenly stopped. He lowered his head blankly and watched a wisp of blood flow down his neck.

"ah"

He screamed and fell to the ground with a bang. A slender wound appeared on his neck, deep enough to penetrate the bone, which directly cut his neck bone.

When the others saw this scene, they immediately looked around nervously.

There is no one around, so where does the piano sound come from? How could a living person's neck bone be cut off!

At this moment, the white shadow as elegant as bamboo fell from the sky, swept across the long fingers in the air, and the strong internal force turned into an invisible qi blade, killing all the personalities in an instant.

Blood and life disappeared in an instant, but that person was still Tsinghua.

Murong Mingzhu only felt that she was being picked up, and she instinctively struggled, "Let me go!"

"Pearl!"

The sound that only appears in dreams echoed in my ears. Ye Zhilan hugged her tightly, wishing she could rub her into her bones and blood. "It's me, don't be afraid."

The familiar orchid fragrance came, and Murong Mingzhu's dissipated pupils looked at the person holding her.

White clothes are like snow, and long eyes are like moon.

"Ye Zhilan" Murong Mingzhu seemed to smile, but the corners of her lips moved, and she was already fainting after she was exhausted.

Ye Zhilan tapped several large holes on her body, temporarily preventing the aphrodisiac from rippling, and hurried the person horizontally and prepared to leave.

Feng Youran chased after him. She saw the person holding Murong Mingzhu from afar, and hurriedly put on the veil and shouted, "Stop!"

Ye Zhilan stopped and turned to look at Feng Youran.

Feng Youran even raised his heart, it was indeed Ye Zhilan!

But at this time, shouldn’t he still be in Shenguo? How could he appear here?

Ye Zhilan stood there, looking at Feng Youran indifferently. His eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to penetrate everything.

Feng Youran subconsciously touched her face, and the veil was still there. No matter how powerful Ye Zhilan was, she would not be able to see her appearance through the veil. Thinking of this, Feng Youran was no longer afraid and asked directly: "Where are you going to take her?"

Murong Mingzhu is now hit by the aphrodisiac. No matter what man she leaves with, it is dangerous, especially if she leaves with Ye Zhilan, which is even more dangerous.

Ye Zhilan looked at Feng Youran and replied indifferently: "Don't kill her."

"No!" Feng Youran refused without thinking, "Do you know what poison she is? You can't take her away."

"She was hit by the aphrodisiac fragrance of Zezhi in Miyu." Ye Zhilan obviously knew it.

Feng Youran's eyes narrowed, "Then you still have it"

"Just just to drive away the poison," Ye Zhilan looked at Feng Youran with a faint look, "Don't worry about her, take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned his head and jumped, hugged Murong Mingzhu people and used his light skills to leave.

Feng Youran chased after a few steps and did not chase after him. Ye Zhilan's light skills were not weak. Even if he held Murong Mingzhu, it would be difficult for him to catch up.

Even if he catches up, with Ye Zhilan's temper, he will never be able to hand over Murong Mingzhu to her.

but

Why does she always feel that Ye Zhilan knows who she is

Feng Youran was very confused. Ye Zhilan saw it very confused at the sight. Ye Zhilan was too powerful and too scary.

The royal villas are all in the remote suburbs. In addition to Guyang Villa in Ye Ziluo, the nearest one is Ye Zhilan’s Taoyuan Villa.

He hugged Murong Mingzhu and went straight into the dormitory of the other courtyard. He waved his hand in the air, and the door and window were immediately closed. The gauze curtains in the house were laid layer by layer, covering the two people on the flat couch.

Ye Zhilan untie the sealed acupoints on Murong Mingzhu's body, took her clothes under her shoulders, revealing her fair shoulders and spine.

He pressed his hands behind Murong Mingzhu, and his internal force slowly pushed into her body.

He practiced the method of sitting and forgetting, which was originally a unique internal skills and mental method.

It has been lost for nearly a hundred years, and he is also the first person to practice the method of sitting forgot about sitting in a hundred years.

To practice the technique of sitting and forgetting, you must be ruthless and have fewer desires, restrain yourself, and after practicing, your internal strength will be invincible, especially to restrain this aphrodisiac poison.

The warm internal force penetrates the meridians and slowly repels the effect of the aphrodisiac fragrance.

Murong Mingzhu reminded her, her brows still frowned. She felt that her body was now like being pulled by something, half cold and half hot, suffering from pain.

In a daze, Murong Mingzhu opened her eyes, but soon fell into a coma again.

She seemed to have returned to the pool, caught on the shore, dragged away, and bullied.

The men's hands tear her clothes, the chaotic smell was disgusting.

One hand after another touched her, and the man's smile was frivolous in his ears.

No!

don't want!

Let her go

Let her go!

Murong Mingzhu suddenly opened her eyes and continued to breathe, still in shock.

Cold sweat appeared on my forehead, but there was a moon-white bed curtain in front of me.

Murong Mingzhu sat up and looked down. Her clothes were gone, and she was wearing a light bedding dress now.

She didn't care about anything else, she lifted the bed curtain and looked outside, and it was still a strange environment.

Murong Mingzhu's heartbeat was almost stopped, and she didn't even care about wearing shoes. She stumbled out of bed barefoot, ran to the door and pushed open the door hard.

Outside the door, there is a garden full of peach trees, lush and green.

This scene seems familiar. Murong Mingzhu stood at the door and stared at the peach trees in a daze.

"Why have you got out of bed?" Ye Zhilan walked over with a bowl of porridge.

Murong Mingzhu turned her head and looked at Ye Zhilan like she was awakened. Her beautiful big eyes were full of surprise and confusion. Is she awake now, or is she in a dream?

Ye Zhilan saw her standing barefoot at the door and said in disagreement, "The ground is cold, you don't even wear shoes?"

Murong Mingzhu still didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Zhilan, and for the first time there was a little timidity in her eyes. It was fear, fear that Ye Zhilan in front of her was not real, but an illusion.

This time, Ye Zhilan stopped asking, held the porridge bowl in one hand, carried Murong Mingzhu on her shoulders, and walked into the room.

Now, Murong Mingzhu was really awake. She was hung upside down on Ye Zhilan's back and punched Ye Zhilan several times, "Let me go!"

Ye Zhilan put the person on the bed, looked at her from a high place, and said with a smile: "You may not be able to let me hug you, no one will take this porridge."

"Who wants you to hug me!" Murong Mingzhu talked back on her habitually.

Ye Zhilan didn't care about it, and sat down next to her, holding the spoon in the porridge bowl and stirring it slowly.
Chapter completed!