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Chapter 152 If the gods and Buddhas don’t save her, there’s no way to save her

Cheng Chong's voice came from behind Yunzhou. The young man turned around in surprise and shouted: "Master!"

"I'm sorry, Master, I messed up again."

Yun Zhou said something guiltily. Cheng Chong shook his head helplessly and reassured Yun Zhou: "Okay, the empress is smart, it's not your problem. Your Highness is here, so we don't need to take care of the rest."

After saying this, a smile appeared on Yunzhou's face: "Your Highness is here? Why didn't you see it?"

"Of course we're going to arrest people, let's follow them."

Cheng Chong patted Yun Zhou on the shoulder, and the two of them went downstairs to look for Chu Yan.

At this time, Cui Ying was walking through the crowd and heading towards the gate of the town. She had just changed out of the waiter's clothes and changed into ordinary clothes. She even changed into a human skin mask. new.

She lowered her head and walked forward, but she was wandering around today, and the night was even more lively than during the day. The bustling crowd made every step she took seemed particularly difficult.

"Yingying, where are you going?"

The man's laughing voice came along with the wind. Even if Cui Ying stopped walking, she didn't dare to turn her head. She only paused for a moment and then started running. She had heard this voice countless times, how could she not remember it clearly.

And Chu Yan just stood apart from the crowd and watched her running forward in a panic, like a frightened rabbit.

He stepped forward and followed her leisurely, as easily as he was playing a cat-and-mouse game.

He said that his patience has always been very good when it comes to her matters.

After squeezing through the crowd, Cui Ying's hair was a lot messy. When she finally reached the door, she saw that the door was closed, and two dark doors extinguished her hopes again.

Suddenly, there was a rumble from the sky, and not long after, heavy rain fell from the sky. The crowd that had been crowded just now dispersed to look for shelter from the rain.

The man opened his umbrella, and his figure was clearly exposed in front of her from a short distance away.

Compared with his appearance when they parted, he was much thinner, but his dark eyes were still fierce. He looked at her with a slight smile on his lips.

Cui Ying didn't have an umbrella. The rain had already wet her whole body, and her wet hair stuck to her face. She glanced at Chu Yan, then turned around and pushed the door open, knowing that this was just a useless effort.

She also knew that now that he was here, there was no place for her to escape.

But she was unwilling to give in. She had done so much and sacrificed so much not just to get entangled with him again.

"It's so pitiful. How did you get yourself into such a mess?"

"Don't want to see Gu?"

His steps were never hasty, and the voice with a smile fell into Cui Ying's ears again like a ghost urging her to die. She pursed her lips tightly without saying a word. Under his sight, she turned around and entered another room. An alley.

This road leads to Babaoshan Temple on the mountain, and the lake at the foot of the mountain is living water. She can escape through it.

Seeing Cui Ying's figure disappearing at the end of the alley, and the rain curtain swaying, Chu Yan's hand tightened on the umbrella frame.

"Your Highness, please come down."

"Do you think she can escape?"

Chu Yan sneered and followed Cui Ying. As he said, she had nowhere to escape in the dragnet. The reason why he let her go was just to tell her that he could find her no matter where she was.

Cui Ying didn't dare to stop. Even if she didn't hear footsteps behind her, she didn't dare to stop for a moment. When she came here in the past few days, she never felt that the road was so long, so long that she couldn't see the end.

At some point, footsteps came from behind again, stepping on Cui Ying's heart. She looked at the lake not far away and was about to jump in without looking back. But compared to her actions, Chu Yan moves faster.

Her arm was held tightly, and she fell into a somewhat cool embrace, familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar.

"I caught you, Cui Ying." "I have to say, you are really smart, but now, this cat-and-mouse game is completely over."

When her arms were filled, Chu Yan couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction. She was tightly imprisoned in his arms and couldn't break free. A feeling of despair instantly filled Cui Ying's heart.

"Let me go!"

She pushed Chu Yan hard, but found that she couldn't push him at all. The girl opened her mouth and bit his hand, leaving a bloody mark on his hand through her clothes.

But he just smiled and didn't stop her or let go. Chu Yan just watched her quietly as she vented her frustration. It didn't matter, rabbits would bite when they were anxious.

"Why, why don't you let me go?"

Cui Ying's voice was filled with tears, and the rain had already soaked both of them. Her eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, the feeling that hope was in front of her, but she couldn't touch it no matter what.

She just wanted freedom and a life of her own. Why didn't he let her go?

Listening to Cui Ying's words, Chu Yan raised his eyes. He took off the hair tie, and his black hair was spread behind him. Then, he tied Cui Ying's hands with the hair tie to prevent her from There is a chance to break free.

He picked him up and walked towards the temple on the top of the mountain. Cui Ying struggled with her legs and hit Chu Yan with both hands.

"what are you doing?"

"Do it, you."

These two short words stopped Cui Ying's struggle. She raised her hand, clenched her hands into fists, and hit Chu Yan on the head.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Unfortunately, this time, Chu Yan did not respond to her words. The rain became heavier and heavier, but Chu Yan walked quickly and reached the temple door in a short time. Cheng Chong followed behind him and stepped forward to open the temple door.

Before the monk could react, Cheng Chong had already led people to isolate the middle hall from the two of them.

The solemn Buddha lowered his eyes and looked at the person who suddenly broke in. The closed door blew out the weak candlelight even more, and then all the tributes on the offering table were swept to the ground.

Cui Ying was put down by him. She sat there, watching him bend down and approach her. She was the only one reflected in those black eyes. Her wet hair dripped down to the ground, and her back was pressed against her. He was holding the Buddha's feet, which made him feel a little nervous.

"You can't run away, and you can't escape. You've already understood that, haven't you?"

Chu Yan's words were certain. Cui Ying raised her hand, but before it fell, he raised it with one hand and clasped it above his head. His hand was hooked in the hair tie, and the gold paint that had not yet dried on the Buddha's body fell into his hand.

Cui Ying was forced to raise her head and listen to the words he said when he was close to her ear: "Can the Buddha you kneel to worship every day save you in the slightest?"

There was inexplicable sarcasm in this sentence, but the ending was full of love. His other hand followed her cheek and traced it inch by inch, as if he had traced it thousands of times in his dream. generally.

The man raised his leg and pressed it against her rebellious leg. With a twist of his finger, the pen that was originally used to apply gold paint at the foot of the Buddha was hooked in his hand.

"Chu Yan!"

Cui Ying suddenly felt something bad, her legs tightened, and a chill followed. He pressed against her legs, looking at the lifted skirt, he wrote, and the golden paint fell on her legs.

She felt numb and itchy, but also listened to his unspeakable words. He said that she would only be obedient if there were traces of him all over her body.

The word "Huaiwei" was depicted over and over again with his slipping movements.

He imprisoned her between the Buddha statue and him, and the elegant and free words really fell on her body. He bent his eyes and smiled, leaned forward, and kissed the corners of her eyes: "If the gods and Buddhas don't save you, how can I save you, Yingying?" ”

"Then just stay with me, okay?"

It’s not over! This plot is not over yet!