Chapter 3: Shame
In the broken temple, Ye Mohan had a calm face, looking at Leng Yue's fleeing back with a cold air, and subconsciously wanted to chase, but the pain in his lower body made him unable to get up immediately at all, so he could only stare coldly at the beard that was lying on the ground and still conscious.
The moment the beard saw Ye Mohan appear, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to wail anymore, this son came into contact with Ye Mohan's gaze, and suddenly trembled, ignoring the pain in his upper and lower body and wrists, and immediately crawled to Ye Mohan's side and knelt down.
"The ...... of the Four Princes"
"Rubbish! You can't even get a woman! ”
“……”
Haven't you been kicked by a woman?
Of course, this beard will definitely not dare to say this!
"It's useless to be a subordinate!"
Ye Mohan took a deep breath and snorted at Liu Qing and Shuofeng, who had been guarding not far from the door.
"Chase!"
"Yes!"
……
The night was slightly cool, and the moonlight was white.
Leng Yue ran all the way through the forest, but the heat in her body became more and more intense, like a monstrous flood, almost engulfing her.
The night is cold and cold as snow!
These two dog things dare to plot against themselves!
When the old lady recovers, she must get the field back.
As a woman, you must not lose your face and face!
Running and running, not far away, there was a firelight that came into view, Leng Yue quickly weighed it with the only reason she had, and then ran forward.
Approaching the firelight, Leng Yue found that this was a waterhole, and the deep pool water reflected sparkling waves under the illumination of the moonlight, dark and mysterious.
There was a man standing by the waterhole, the man was wearing only a single coat, and his thick black hair was naturally hanging down behind his head, reflecting the angular side face, hard and cold.
The man was standing in front of a fire at this time, and Leng Yue took a closer look, and it seemed that clothes were burning in the fire.
As if sensing Leng Yue's existence, the man turned his head sharply and looked over.
In an instant, the four eyes touched.
I don't know if it's because of the heat and dryness in the body, Leng Yue only thinks that the man is not too good-looking, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin and sexy lips...... I don't know how many streets I saw on the TV before I threw myself at the small flow of fresh meat that I saw on TV.
Just look into your own gaze, cold, scrutinizing, without a trace of emotion.
Well, how does it feel like it's getting hotter?
The next moment, almost subconsciously, Leng Yue moved her steps and threw herself at the man.
Well, it's so good-looking, let's take advantage of it first.
Ye Jiuchen didn't expect that in the middle of the night, in the wilderness, he would meet someone, and it was still a woman.
Whose person is she?
Why is it here?
Could it be that they are following themselves?
Thinking about it, Ye Jiuchen already had killing intent in her eyes, especially when she saw Leng Yue running towards her, Ye Jiuchen's hand had already touched her waist.
There, there was a dagger.
Cold, shiny silver in the reflection of the moonlight.
Leng Yue almost didn't have much reason left now, but he was flickered by the silver light and woke up directly.
It's amazing, I actually want to kill her!
The old lady also broke through in the rain of bullets, and the bullets and guns failed to kill me, and a broken dagger was embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed?
Thinking about it, Leng Yue had already plunged into Ye Jiuchen's arms, and his right hand passed through his armpit to Ye Jiuchen's lower back, and grabbed his wrist.
Ye Jiuchen was stunned at first.
This woman actually noticed his movements!
And he tried to struggle, but he couldn't break free of the hand that was pressing his wrist.
She knows kung fu, and she's not under herself.