Zhang Yulun was disgusted, halfway through, he saw the girl who was filling the water dispenser and pouring tea leaves, he seemed to be quite interested in this girl, a small man, with long wavy brown hair, shoulder blades were very charming, wearing a small floral dress, she turned around, still holding a cup of brewed tea in her hand, in the glass, the slightly brown tea leaves were still floating in the water.

"It's just a little shorter, but it's pretty good." Zhang Yulun's indifferent words made the girl in front of her froze.

"I just like this one, I want her." As soon as the man gave the order, the tea in Yang Ling's hand trembled in fright.

"Hey, yes, but I have a partner." The girl struggled for a moment, resting the teacup in her hand on the table, in a very serious tone.

"I have a boyfriend." She had to move Mo Chuhan out at all times, otherwise she would be very reluctant to let this man take her away.

"To be a dance partner for our father, not that girl is blessed, get acquainted." The burly bodyguard threatened her, and his hands were not restless, and he grabbed her wrist with great strength.

"Bastard, you scratch her, Lao Tzu abolished you." Zhang Yulun was in a hurry, he took a step forward, didn't say a word, picked her up directly, walked outside the door, and threw her into his car.

"You ......" Yang Ling's eyes widened, she remembered, there was a blue light in her palm, but in this way, she couldn't hide that she had a special ability.

"Spirit of Light, I've been looking for so long, and I can't find a place to find my iron shoes, so it doesn't take much effort to get it." Zhang Yulun laughed for a second, and his palm suddenly opened a big mouth, and there were teeth inside, pointed, as if it was the mouth of a man-eating flower.

"You're a Stranger?" Yang Ling reacted temporarily, she couldn't panic, the person in front of her was Mo Chuhan's brother, although he hadn't seen it, but looking at this, he knew that he was also looking for the power of the Spirit of Light.

"It's a pity that human blood can't satisfy me anymore, but fortunately, I found you." Zhang Yulun's palm wanted to get closer, but the girl grabbed his wrist.

"Don't you just want me to save you?"

"I can save you, but can you go back and clean me up?" Yang Ling just wanted to delay a little longer, and it would be easy for him to escape.

When he arrived at the big villa, Zhang Yulun carried her in, and put her directly on the big bed, the power of the spirit of light, as long as he has it, then he can control the world, anyway, the spirit of light must die.

"You are calmer than I imagined, and when you die, what are your last words?" The man leaned over and asked her, the teeth in his open palm, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"You tell me to get up and go to the bathroom." Yang Ling was lying down, her clothes had been torn off, and only a thin quilt was left to cover her.

"Do you know how that woman died?" Zhang Yulun smiled evilly, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have gone crazy.

"Woman, what's the good thing?"

"I watched her struggle, minute by minute, and my heart was so happy, just like you wait a while, you will also struggle, until the blood on your body melts."

Yang Ling wanted to retreat, but the man grabbed her jade feet and didn't move her, and the girl kept struggling, opening her hoarse voice.

"You let go of me, let go!"

"Shall I let you go?"

"The blood in your body is worth everything that thousands of women have given me." Zhang Yulun seemed to be looking at a piece of beautiful jade, admiring his eyes, his hands were particularly restless, and he had not yet gone upstream.

I only heard a "bang", a tall figure, standing outside the door with angry eyes, a black press behind the man, and his momentum was like Julius Caesar descending, with a wave of his hand, the blue flame in his palm suddenly turned into a blue flame fireball, and hit it with one blow, knocking Zhang Yulun to the side.

"Mo Chuhan." The girl was just about to get up, when she saw the man coming over, grabbed her waist, and the next second, she didn't ask anything, frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Yulun in the corner.

"Arrest him!" When the man gave the order, Yang Ling was stunned, covered the quilt, she trembled a little, and suddenly felt that Mo Chuhan was a little scary at the moment.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Zhang Yulun was hit by a palm and vomited blood, and he struggled, looking back from time to time.

"Did he touch you?" Mo Chuhan threatened to pull the quilt, but the girl grabbed the quilt and shook her head.

"It's good that I haven't touched it, good." The man naturally hugged her tightly, lowered his head, and a light kiss fell on the side of her face.