After Zhuo Yifan was taken into the cell, he had a preliminary judgment on the situation in Tianxiang Pavilion, and the danger he was facing now was self-evident, and he had to find a way to get out of the predicament, only in this way could he survive and have the possibility of escaping. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He thought that Xiu'er was his trusted object, Xiangyi would at least not harm her, and what he needed to guard against was Grandma, Mo Honghuan and Mu Ling, especially the latter two, who directly controlled their own life and death.

Although he had also heard of the viciousness of Mo Honghuan and Mu Ling, Zhuo Yifan did not lose hope at this moment, because he felt that he had found a breakthrough, that is, Mu Ling, who coveted his male color, if he could find a breakthrough from her, it would not be impossible to escape.

After Mu Ling withdrew from the room of the third grandmother Mo Honghuan, she was secretly thinking about it in her own green sleeve workshop, and she was figuring out the complicated situation at the moment.

After a while, the smile on her face continued to expand, rippling layer by layer like ripples on the surface of a lake.

Then, she inevitably remembered Zhuo Yifan, the man who made her very comfortable and enjoyable.

She gently stroked her green silk, her black and shiny hair was pulled straight at the waist, and saliva even welled up in her throat when she thought of emotion.

"Come on, bring Zhuo Yifan to me, I want to interrogate him properly!" Mu Ling stood outside the door and said to the woman patrolling in the distance.

After hearing this, the women bowed their heads in response, and then walked towards the cell.

At this time, in the cell, the red-clothed Shura Xiu'er was talking to Zhuo Yifan.

"Congratulations to Miss Xiu'er, who has become the red-clothed Shura of Tianxiang Pavilion. Zhuo Yifan said.

"There is nothing to congratulate, the situation is very serious at the moment, and you and I are both at risk of our lives. Xiu'er said worriedly.

"This is no problem for Miss Xiu'er, if you want to have a good result, taking risks is a must. ”

"Even so, we must be fully prepared and be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. Now we need to cooperate with each other, I will find a way to get you out, and if possible, you must help me, or I will not be able to fight them. ”

"Miss Xiu'er is very true, and we must plan carefully now. ”

Subsequently, Zhuo Yifan and Xiu'er planned countermeasures to deal with the complex situation.

When Xiu'er got up to leave, the people sent by the Tsing Yi Shura Mu Ling came to the cell.

They escorted Zhuo Yifan out and walked towards Mu Ling's room without saying anything.

The power to interrogate himself, Zhuo Yifan knew that it was in the hands of Mo Honghuan and Mu Ling, of course he knew that he was going to be interrogated by the two, as for which one, he was not sure for a while.

When he came to the door of Mu Ling's room, Zhuo Yifan recognized it as Qingsleeve Fang, and his heart was shocked, it was still Mu Ling!

Of course he knew Mu Ling's thoughts, the last time he saw her enjoying it, he knew that she would not be able to hold back, and he would find a chance to make himself comfortable, but he didn't expect her to want to enjoy it again so soon.

Zhuo Yifan heard that the love affair between men and women is addictive, and when he doesn't go deeper, he doesn't care about it, but once the gap is opened, he can no longer stop the unbridled torrent of the ocean, and he will think about it all the time, and it is unbearable.

As far as Mu Ling is concerned, there is no doubt that the stunning beauty is excellent, both in appearance and figure. However, entangled with such a beauty, Zhuo Yifan did not have the feeling of enjoyment, but felt fear, he felt that Mu Ling was a femme fatale, and after enjoying it, maybe like a female mantis, he would bite off the head of the male mantis.

He walked forward, silently thinking about countermeasures in his heart. If you resist, there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat, and it is obvious that you will be injured if you don't die. However, if he obeys her, Zhuo Yifan is still a little reluctant in his heart, after all, it is not the real thought in his heart, and it has the taste of necessity.

Improvisation was Zhuo Yifan's final decision, and in the case of powerlessness, it could only be so.

After entering the room, several of the escorts retreated.

And Mu Ling changed into a new dress at this time, he was a little puzzled, did women like thin gauze clothes like cicada wings, through the clothes that were almost not covered, Zhuo Yifan could even see her skin clearly.

"Zhuo Gongzi, sit down. Mu Ling's face was full of smiles, and his hand kept stroking his translucent clothes.

Zhuo Yifan didn't speak, but sat down.

Just like before, Mu Ling poured Zhuo Yifan a cup of tea, but this time she didn't stand next to him, but stood in front of her seat.

"Please use tea. Mu Ling smiled.

"Don't be so polite, just say something. Zhuo Yifan said vigilantly.

"Oh, Zhuo Gongzi, are you so defensive, am I really so scared?" she held the tea to Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan didn't answer, but saw that her body kept moving forward, so he quickly took it.

And the wood spirit also stopped moving forward.

"It's a little scary. Zhuo Yifan said.

Mu Ling smiled and said, "In the pavilion, if I hadn't interceded for you, you should have gone to the Netherworld now, people are not so bad." ”

Zhuo Yifan sneered and did not speak.

"Young Master Zhuo, this tea is specially made by my Tianxiang Pavilion, which can reduce prejudice. ”

Hearing Mu Ling's words, of course Zhuo Yifan didn't believe it, he even suspected that Mu Ling must have done something in the tea.

"I'm not thirsty. Zhuo Yifan said coldly.

"Didn't you say it just now, this tea is for prejudice, not thirst-quenching, and after drinking it, you will have no prejudice against me. Mu Ling said with a smile on his face.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the tea in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like poison, and he died of poison when he drank it.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was not drinking tea, Mu Ling twisted his convex and backward posture and approached Zhuo Yifan.

The smell on her body is extremely fragrant, not like the fragrance last time, so Zhuo Yifan did not feel dizzy this time, and was as awake as ever.

"Is Gongzi Zhuo worried that this tea is poisonous?" Mu Ling said as he took the teacup from Zhuo Yifan's hand.

Then, she took a sip with her head up, and then looked comfortable.

"How's it going? It's not poisonous. You drink it and try it. Saying that, Mu Ling raised the teacup to Zhuo Yifan's mouth, and she also took advantage of the situation to sit on Zhuo Yifan's lap.

Zhuo Yifan still didn't drink water, but the stunner in front of him made his blood gush, and Mu Ling looked at her with affection as if he was not wearing clothes, and what penetrated into his mouth and nose was the fragrance on her body, as well as the body fragrance that made people want to burn her body.

"Zhuo Gongzi, you can taste it, it took a lot of effort to make the tea for you. Mu Ling said coquettishly, and was about to pour the cup into his mouth.

Zhuo Yifan twisted his head to the side, still didn't drink water, just let Mu Ling keep showing off his posture.