She desperately held her breath, and her captor simply slapped her on the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious.

When she woke up again, it was a cold and silent space, and she was splashed with water, a bucket of water that was so cold that she shivered violently.

She was thinly dressed, and she walked in a hurry when she was in Delin Garden, wearing only a sweater and a long skirt from the greenhouse. When such a bucket of water was poured down, she trembled all over her body and became conscious.

Her eyes were tightly covered with coarse strips of cloth, and all she could see was a black mass. She struggled, not pulling a single bit, for her hands and feet were imprisoned by the cold metal chains.

This unknown fear chilled her to the bone, several degrees colder than the cold on her body.

"Master Shi, she's awake." A voice echoed in the room, Chu Li carefully distinguished, I don't know if he said "Chi Ye" or "Shi Ye", but she didn't know which one.

Her eyes were blindfolded, and her other senses became extremely acute, and she heard someone walking towards her, and the footsteps were so muffled that she felt a little like Miyaike Ruo.

She was still conjecturing, feeling her chin pinched up by a warm, powerful finger, and her eyes flashed, and the rough fabric pulled her face raw, leaving a red mark in an instant.

She looked intently, and the dim light in the room illuminated the evil and feminine spirit of the man in front of her.

His facial features are ruffian and evil, his long eyebrows and eyes are curled, but the whole person does not look feminine, there is a sense of erection, this is an extremely strong and wild man, like a leopard peeping at its prey in the dark.

Chu Li had absolutely no such person in her impression, she didn't know him, but she felt oppressive and dangerous.

The man looked at her closely, picked the corners of his mouth, and pinched her chin upwards. The higher she lifted, the more dazzling Chu Li's absolute light became, and she squinted.

"It's so good-looking." He complimented, but there was no smile in his eyes, Chu Li didn't even see how his knife suddenly appeared between his fingers, he had already pointed the cold, sharp blade to her cheek.

"Such a beautiful face, if it is destroyed, what expression will Miyachi Ruo's pretentious face have?" He pressed the blade, his tone tinged with coldness, "You come on!" ”

Chu Li understood that this person knew Gong Chi Ruo, either an opponent or an enemy.

She swallowed, looked at him with her eyes down, and tried to calm herself, "He won't have any expression, I have nothing to do with him, you will only be disappointed." She struggled as his fingers grew tighter and tighter.

Chu Li heard a crisp "gurgle" sound from her mandible, and she was dripping with sweat from her forehead, but she was so wet that she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or ice water poured on it.

The man was not satisfied with her composure, and the result of his dissatisfaction was to slap her. His strength was well controlled, and the sound of fanning it was not loud, but it fanned out a line of blood red at the corner of Chu Li's mouth.

Chu Li had his hair scattered and embarrassed, but his eyes looked at him coldly.

"You dare to be tough in front of me, is it the courage that Miyachi Ruo gave you!" After he finished wiping his hands, he grabbed her long hair again, and pushed her to a distance, and he said coldly, "But a lowly pet, I don't believe that I can't pry your mouth open." ”

He threw the knife and fell to the ground with a clang, "I have changed my mind," he commanded, "bring me a whip, except for my face, and give me a good beating!" ”