I practice tea art in Nvzun World

Chapter 217 Hijacking
The room in the attic is not big, there is only a wooden bed and a window to the outside, after Yue Lian dragged Zhao Wuyou inside, she gave him a complicated look, and made sure that the latter must not think about escaping.

In front of His Highness, any means are useless.

The wooden door was closed, Zhao Wuyou sat in a corner in a daze, his legs slightly bowed, and wept weakly, the sad cry spread outside the house, causing many female guards to worry,
The sound insulation effect of the room was not good, Zhao Wuyou could vaguely hear the sound of fighting outside, and then it subsided.

"Xiaocha, are Hu Meier and Long Mingfei in danger? Will they be killed by Leng Bing..."

"Hey! Hu Meier is the heroine of the double truth, her luck is no less than Leng Bing, the host doesn't have to worry about her safety at all, the real heroine Long Mingfei is now in a coma, I don't know the specific situation."

"Hmm..." Zhao Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he can save his life, he can continue to drink green tea in the future.

.........

"Palace Master!"

With a calm expression on his cold face, he returned to the Misty Tower. At the critical moment, the fox did not know what method to use, and escaped in blood.

In fact, she was already furious in her heart, and the furnace cauldron that she finally found was ridden by that demon fox first.
After finally catching the demon fox, she escaped face to face. One can imagine how angry Palace Master Leng was.

However, at least Zhao Wuyou himself was arrested,

This trip was not fruitless. Hearing what Yaohu said, this Zhao Wuyou was actually the younger brother of the Mozun. When he thought of the crazy woman's younger brother falling into his hands, he sneered coldly in his heart.
The crazy woman came and went without a trace, but Zhao Wuyou, a weak man, fell into her hands, and she didn't let her handle it. At critical moments, he could still use it to deal with the crazy woman.

"Palace Master, Daliang's corpses have spread to Daliang Mansion, do we want to participate?"

"What does it matter to us?" Leng Bing asked the man back,
"Tell Aunt Mei, let's go back to the palace."

"Yes, Palace Master, Yue Lian has imprisoned Zhao Wuyou in the side pavilion on the second floor, do you..."

Leng Bing raised her hand to stop the latter's words, she didn't want to talk to that man now, when she thought of Zhao Wuyou lying on her lap, pleading for mercy for the demon fox, she felt a bit of disgust in her heart,
This man, I'm afraid he was ridden to death by the demon fox,
She has been cold and hasn't touched a man for decades, but it doesn't mean she has no desire to choose a mate.

To her, Zhao Wuyou was originally a furnace, not to mention that his body was already dirty, and Leng Bing was a person with a cleanliness habit. Thinking of his peerless face, and being tactful and joyful under the body of a monster, in her heart was A fit of irritability.

Piaomiaolou returned the same way, stood coldly with his hands behind his back, showing the capable attitude of his daughter, looking at the sky outside the window in a trance,
"Zhao Wuyou, I found it for you... Are you really going to do that?"

"Without him, when will you be able to break through the Realm of Unrequited Love?"

"He's already dirty..."

"If you really dislike it, then after you use it up, you can kill it... Haha..."

"I am you, you are me...my body is also your body, do you really mind..."

"I just want to return to the original realm as soon as possible, become stronger, and kill my enemies. I don't care what method I use."

"At this point, you are you and I am me."

Then there was a long silence in the room,
Speaking of Zhao Wuyou, Leng Bing suddenly realized that before he knew it, the sky was already dark, and in the evening,

She cast her consciousness into the partial pavilion,

I saw Zhao Wuyou curled up in a corner with his legs bowed, he heard the sound of even breathing, he was already asleep,
The redness and swelling in both eyes has not disappeared, as if she has just cried.

Looking carefully at Zhao Wuyou's face, judging from the appearance alone, this man is indeed handsome and impeccable, his slightly frowned brows reveal a man's frailty,
Looking at his arms, there are various bloodstains, it seems that he has been abused by someone,
Leng Bing has investigated Zhao Wuyou's information. It stands to reason that he should have lived the life of a rich young master. This life is not to say that he is rich and wealthy, but at least he has no worries about food and clothing. It is completely different from her.
It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time, and his physique is destined to become the target of everyone's covetousness, and he is also doomed to suffer all his life.

What she said also made sense, letting Zhao Wuyou settle it in his own hands might be a better choice for him.

But Zhao Wuyou didn't know it at all, and Leng Bing had murderous intentions towards him.

The next morning, the servants brought simple food and saw Zhao Wuyou lying on the ground weakly, his face was extremely pale,
Could it be that he was lying on the ground without a night quilt all night, the cold air hit his body at night, he is a weak man, how could he bear it?

No wonder he was so pale,
"Master Zhao, let's eat something."

"Hong, Hongji, are you dead..." Zhao Wuyou said weakly, his voice was extremely hoarse,

"I don't know," the servant's eyes flashed with hesitation. Due to the request from above, she couldn't reveal other things to Zhao Wuyou.
After putting the food on the table, she was ready to leave.

"You, you bad guys, what are you doing with me... I won't eat your food, I'd rather starve to death,"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuyou suddenly propped up his weak body, pushed the plate of food to the ground,
Vegetable soup was spilled all over the floor.

The servant's face was very ugly,

She sighed, got up and went in to tidy up. The moment she bent down, a sharp sword was suddenly placed on her neck,
"You..." The servant was taken aback. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuyou's appearance was weak, but his cultivation was not weak. Judging by the speed of his moves, at least he was not weaker than the acquired martial artist.

"Let me out, otherwise, I will, I will kill you." Zhao Wuyou grabbed the servant's wrist, pretending to be fierce,
Zhao Wuyou's appearance was already delicate, and he pretended to be fierce on purpose, making people feel like an angry milk cat, without any deterrent power at all, but making people feel weak and pitiful,
"Mr. Zhao, think about it clearly. Are you really going to attack me in the Misty Building? You can just let it go and I can pretend that nothing happened. Once I leave this room, it's not up to me. "

"Don't move around, otherwise, I will really kill people,"

Zhao Wuyou threatened the woman, deliberately emphasized, and slowly walked out of the room,

Seeing his companion being threatened to walk out with a sword, a group of people immediately surrounded him, staring at Zhao Wuyou with cold faces,
"Don't come here, let me go, or I will kill her."

"Don't come here." Zhao Wuyou's voice was hoarse, and he looked at the crowd in shock, his confidence was weak.

It seems that he is not threatening others, but being threatened by others.

On the contrary, the servants around were calm and calm, without saying a word, still staring at Zhao Wuyou coldly,
"You want to leave? Where?"

Suddenly, a woman with a cold appearance appeared in front of the two of them, it was the coldness of yesterday, she looked at Zhao Wuyou with great interest, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, revealing a sarcasm,
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