It didn't know if it was enlightened, and after noticing that neither of them was easy to mess with, it turned around and fled.

Fuyue took the long whip and wanted to chase it out, but she didn't see the man behind her staring at the red long whip in her hand with a dangerous expression.

"Stop." His thin lips opened slightly, calling the floating moon who was leaving.

After hearing his voice, Fuyue stopped and looked back at him strangely.

"What's wrong?"

Zhong Ling's gaze slid from her clean little face to the whip she held in her hand.

"The deity is interested in your whip." He hooked his lips as if he were smiling.

But Fuyue felt the coldness in his eyes.

Glancing at the long whip, Fuyue blinked and quickly recalled yesterday's events, and after being stunned for a while, she hid the whip behind her, and laughed: "What, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, say goodbye!" ”

She turned and tried to escape, only to be held by the man who had first seen through her intentions.

Fuyue, who was sucked by the man again, had a slightly bitter expression, and looked at the man who was close at hand with a wrinkled face.

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything." Fuzuki, who covered her ears, shook her head frantically.

In her heart, she can't fall off the horse, she can't fall off!

Zhong Ling's gaze was deep, and her powerful palm clamped her arm with a beak.

For a while, the posture between the two of them unconsciously approached two points, and it looked particularly weird.

"What do you have to do with that old man?" He stared at her closely.

After being molested by the old man yesterday, he was so angry that he almost smashed the entire palace, and vowed to slash the humans who dared to blaspheme him.

Now the human woman in front of her was holding a whip that was exactly the same as the old man, so Zhong Ling was sure that the two of them definitely knew each other.

Fuyue's thick eyelashes trembled lightly when she opened her eyes and met the man's cool eyes.

She said innocently, "I—I don't know." ”

Zhong Ling's eyes closed slightly, looking at her slender neck, and his big hands gradually closed.

"Don't say it or die." He gritted his teeth and threatened.

Floating Moon: ......

This naïve dog is better than a man.

Why is it that the day by day in the brain is either dead or dead?

She complained mercilessly in her heart, but the expression on her face was still painful.

"I—I don't know ......"

Sure enough, after Zhong Ling noticed her hard mouth, he pinched her a little harder.

This time, Fuyue's breathing was "difficult", and her little face was flushed, and physiological tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Her pink lips moved, and she patted his arm.

"Don't! I—I said......"

Hearing that she had finally compromised, Zhong Ling let out a cold roar in his heart and let go of her neck.

"Say."

Fuyue's eyes trembled slightly, and her big eyes rolled in a place that the man couldn't see, not knowing what idea to think.

After a long time, when she raised her eyes again, a layer of mist had formed in her eyes.

She sobbed lowly: "This long whip is the only thought that my master gave me, does the king want it too?" ”

Looking at the long whip in her hand, her eyes were full of resistance and reluctance.

Zhong Ling didn't have the idea of pity for Xiang Xiang and Jade, and after holding her long whip in his hand and looking at her for a while, he glanced at her.

"Your master?"

"Yes, just yesterday my master was killed by a snake demon." She looked depressed.

After Ran Zhongling heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face that should have been expressionless.

"Dead?" He said with pity.

Fu Yue raised her eyes and looked at him puzzled: "Well, Master's body was cremated by me with my own hands, does the king know my master?" ”

"Huh." Zhong Ling sneered and did not answer her.

but pushed her out.