Chapter Seventy-One: Another Humiliation

"Look good, then go on!" Before the words fell, Dugu Ranche suddenly pushed the water balloon towards me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The water balls that were originally dyed together by Dugu suddenly turned into thousands of particles and rushed towards me.

I was shocked, where are these water droplets, they are simply water jets, so fast, I am afraid that it will kill me.

But I'm not a vegetarian either, and my hand speed has come in handy these days.

Naturally, I couldn't block it with my body, so I pulled up a shirt on the ground, pinched the corner of my clothes, and quickly rotated it to block the incoming water jets one by one.

I was about to smile smugly, but I saw that Dugu Dye Che had not released all the water knives.

He clearly left one in his fingertips.

With a flick of my fingers, the water knife struck me in the chest at such a fast speed that I didn't have time to prepare, and the knife stabbed into my chest fiercely......

"Waterjets are made of water, and when they penetrate the skin, they seep into the bloodstream and then into your blood." Dugu Ranche's words were concise, but clear.

If the water is poisonous, then the water knife is deadly.

I clutched my chest, it was just a tiny opening, so small that it was not enough for a martial arts practitioner to worry about it.

However, I clearly felt something strange in my body, not pain, but a rejection feeling that a foreign body was gradually merging into my body.

Suddenly, I only felt a shiver all over my body, and there was no more discomfort in my body, even the small wound, which was not painful at all.

"What's going on? Isn't it...... Poison? I muttered under my breath.

Dugu Dye Che never missed every syllable of me.

"Don't worry, it's not a deadly thing. It's just ......"

"Just what?" There was an elusive smile on Dugu Ranche's face, and I knew that the second half of the words was the key.

"It's just that it's a kind of ...... that is not good for the night's work today" Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed me by the waist, flew up, and threw himself into the pool.

I spat out the warm water that poured into my mouth and nose before I heard him say the last two words: "Punishment." ”

"Please make it clear." I was nervous, Qiu Qian people are good at using poison, even a concubine can use poison so much that I can't detect it, so the man in front of me, I can't match him.

"You don't have to say it explicitly, you'll figure it out later." The evil smile rendered the whole pool more ambiguous.

I sometimes wonder what is the relationship between me and Dugu Ranche.

Are the concubines like Yu Keren? Not really, I didn't even give him my body.

Is it the relationship between the dead man and the master? Not necessarily, I didn't want to go to the soup for him, just to be able to use his power to do what I wanted to do.

So what exactly is it?

Ambiguous.

When I think of this word, I am indifferent.

I was ambiguous with him in various relationships. This is the ability of the demon, he never does things to the end. The same is true for me.

After a while, I felt like my body was heating up. The fire burns.

The demon had already put his hands up and down, grinding in my ear, "How is it, do you feel it?" ”

Water, soaking the underwear, faintly revealing the outline of the body. Under the rubbing of his big palm, he still didn't listen to the call. I know it's definitely another humiliation he has done to me.