As he spoke, he was about to stick it on the man, but he heard a report from outside the layers of veils.

"Your Majesty, Jane asks to see you."

Jane？

Simple?

Is it Jian Qing?

Jing Mohao leaned his ears to distinguish the location of the sound, and quickly calculated the approximate distance and terrain of the reporter according to the degree of diffusion and weakening speed of the sound.

The queen's fingers were still pinching the man's neckline, and she turned slightly in the direction where the voice came from, and said in a majestic voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's time for the male concubine to change the dressing."

Hearing this, Jing Mohao's temples jumped suddenly.

Damn, boy?

What the hell.

If it was really Jian Qing outside, he would have laughed to death.

Damn, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have come to this kind of ghost place in my life.

If he dares to laugh and believe it or not, he punched his front teeth off?

"No, I think he's in good shape right now, and it's very much to my liking."

The tail note is upturned, and there is a charm with it, directly ignoring whether there is anyone standing outside, and instantly pasting it, as if preparing to stage a spring palace drama in public.

The people outside the layers of curtains answered with a "yes" and then hid their voices.

Queen Zixia's eyes were fixed on the man's face without blinking, the robe was torn, the gauze fell to the ground, and in an instant, only a few pieces of fabric were left half-covered and half-hidden, and a large area of hot skin was exposed. contentad2();

Jing Mohao lowered his eyes, stared coldly at her extremely delicate state, and snorted coldly, "Don't bother with it, I won't eat your set at all." ”

After speaking, the five fingers formed a fist, against the woman's shoulder, and with only a little strength in his arm, he pushed the woman on the bed, waved his sleeves and turned around, opened the tent without a trace of nostalgia, and strode away.

"Want to go? Don't you think! ”

The Zixia Queen behind her screamed, and then the sharp sound pierced the eardrums.

I saw her stretch out her right hand, and her long, sharp red nails were dripping with blood.

On the ground, the fingertips bent, and thousands of silk threads flew out of the nails, heading straight for the man's back.

Jing Mohao keenly caught the strange sound behind him, but he tried his best to restrain his subconscious dodge, and let a bundle of silver filaments surround him.

He had already guessed that this Zixia Queen's capital to trap men must not only be female, but also have some additional skills, either by force or by skill.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly.

It's just that I don't know what the origin of this woman is, but she can really sneeze like a monster.

Although each silver wire can be easily broken with a finger, thousands of silver wires wrapped around the body are not so easy to break.

But Jing Mohao has been trained inhumanly, and his ability to survive in a desperate situation is still enough, but now he has to plan and get out in no hurry.

As if he felt that he hadn't wrapped it enough, Jing Mohao struggled symbolically twice, and his strength was just enough not to break the silk thread on his body, but it was a little dangerous in the eyes of Queen Zixia, and he continued to strengthen the restraints, until the man was tightly wound below the neck and above the knee, so he reluctantly withdrew his hand and walked in front of the man gracefully. contentad3();

Looking at the man's perfect figure with broad shoulders and narrow hips, Queen Zixia couldn't help but sigh, "Tut... It's a pity that such a good figure and such a fierce strength don't have to be on a woman~"

"Less nonsense, let me go."

Jing Mohao's eyes were cold, and he was not tempted by the woman's words at all.