Xin Moge's whole body stiffened, the hand holding Feng Yu's wrist tightened more and more, his face became more and more tense, and his face became darker and darker. He thought that he had never been a person of heavy desire, but after a few clicks from her just now, his body reacted uncontrollably.

The next moment, Simmogo's mind couldn't stop flashing through the images in the pavilion that night, flashing the things that happened that night.

And as those images kept flashing in his mind, Simmogo's body became more and more stiff, and his face was almost dark and difficult to see.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I ...... I was just...... Just wanted to rub it for you, no...... It's not intentional......" Feng Yu trembled and hurriedly opened her mouth to explain, her words were obviously a little stammering, obviously a little frightened. His current face is really terrifying.

Xin Moge didn't speak, his face was so tense, his face was so dark, he "stared" at Feng Yu in front of him, and the hand holding Feng Yu's wrist continued to tighten.

Feng Yu looked at the clasped hand in front of her, the pain came clearly, and she didn't have to think about it to know that her wrist must have been black.

The bright, enclosed room fell into an eerie silence for a while.

Feng Yu was apprehensive.

After a long time, Xin Moge waved Feng Yu's hand away, then quickly got up and walked to the window, standing at the window with his back to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu didn't expect Xin Moge to wave her away all of a sudden, and her back slammed into the edge of the bed behind her, causing a burst of pain, but she was secretly relieved in her heart, and then quickly looked at her wrist, only to see a circle of bruises and purples on her wrist.

The cold wind blew into the room through the open window, blowing on Cimmogo who was standing by the window, but it could not blow away the indescribable irritability in Cimmogo's body. He should have killed her, but he didn't. He should have hated her, but in the end, he used means to keep her by his side, and even his body reacted. That kind of reaction can't deceive people.

Simmogo's hand under his sleeve unconsciously clenched into a fist. In the middle of the ring, Simmogo turned around, opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Feng Yu watched Xin Moge leave, and breathed a sigh of relief more and more, only then did she realize that her back had already broken out in a layer of cold sweat at that moment just now, and when the wind blew in, she felt cold all over her body, and couldn't help but hold the quilt tightly and tremble.

The people outside the door were surprised that Xin Mogo suddenly opened the door and came out, but he didn't dare to ask more, and two of them hurriedly followed.

Feng Yu began to look around, and clearly remembered the Poison King Valley, the forest, the white mist, the black gas, and the dense snakes in her mind, as for the latter ones, she couldn't remember much, thinking that she should be in the inn at the moment, and her ears seemed to be vaguely hearing the sound of the snake "hissing" under the influence of psychological effects, so she felt more and more cold under the cold wind blowing in, and couldn't help but want to wash, so she instructed the subordinate of Xin Moge who was about to close the door for her: "Prepare hot water, I want to bathe." Feng Yu thought, Xin Moge shouldn't come back, this should be her room.

The man outside the door nodded, and quickly brought in the hot water.

Feng Yu got up and went to the ground, although she felt that Xin Moge would not come back, but just in case, she still bolted the door firmly with a wooden bolt, and then walked to the bath bucket behind the screen, and took off all the clothes on her body and stepped in.

In the lobby downstairs of the inn, Xin Moge was seen by Cang Yueyu's subordinates as soon as he came out.