Originally, when he used the "Soul Parasition" technique to pretend to be Gu Xi, it was because he had a last resort, and he didn't want to hurt Ling Luo, Xiao Ziyu was barely able to restrain his desires, but now that he has recovered his original appearance, he really doesn't have the strong self-control he used to have, if it weren't for the fact that he still has the only remaining reason to control his body, I'm afraid he would have swallowed the person in his arms alive.

Time seemed to be a hundred times slower than usual, Ling Luo's heart seemed to be crawling with ants, it was itchy and uncomfortable to be gnawed, and her heart was about to suffocate under this grinding torment.

Ling Luo finally couldn't bear this kind of torture anymore, so he stepped on Xiao Ziyu behind him in a hurry, took advantage of the moment he let go of his hand because of the pain, and left the barrel as if fleeing, dressed in black melted into the night, and disappeared in an instant.

Ling Luo's figure was as fast as lightning, but he fled in a panic, and the small space instantly became much colder, leaving only a water mark to remind Xiao Ziyu that those things just now had really happened.

Xiao Ziyu's palms still had the temperature that belonged to Ling Luo, but the emptiness now made him a little distracted, but soon he returned to reality from behind his shijie, and changed into dry clothes the moment he stepped out of the bathtub, although it was just a simple long shirt, but it still couldn't stop the light emitted by the handsome face that was not covered by the mask.

No one knew how much Xiao Ziyu didn't want to have such a face, but now when he saw that Ling Luo would lose his mind and admire because of his face, he felt so happy, as if all the tribulations were waiting for this moment to come.

All the grievances and hardships before were just to welcome the appearance of such a person, but now that Ling Luo has come to his side, Xiao Ziyu will never let go of his hand.

His happiness can only be chosen by himself, and the people he loves will definitely be guarded by his own hands.

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Ling Luo's clothes were already soaked in the bathtub, and after stepping out of the tent, she felt biting cold when the wind blew, and at such a sad and desolate moment, she actually remembered a very appropriate advertising slogan in her mind - "Cool heart, heart flying".

Ling Luo herself was so cold by herself, she shivered in the cold wind, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, it seemed that she was really a super hearted person, and she could still laugh in such a tense situation now.

Now is not the time to relax, although Ling Luo escaped from Xiao Ziyu's clutches, but this Jinyu military camp is on guard because of the incident that broke into Xiao Ziyu's camp just now, more than twice as many guards as when she came, and the patrols have become more dense and frequent.

Ling Luo couldn't help frowning, if she went under such circumstances, not to mention that she hadn't found the location of the firewood house, even if she really found it, she might not be able to get out of here unharmed.

While Ling Luo was meditating, a group of guards happened to walk in the direction where she was hiding, and she dodged into the nearest camp tent in a panic, her body stiffened, holding her breath and concentrating, her eyes followed a little gap to keenly observe the situation outside.