I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 567

Wild countryside.

The cypress trees outside the dark palace are staggered, and there seems to be bats circling above their heads, making mournful and mournful sounds.

There are layers of peaks, the ground is steep, and there is no end in sight at a glance.

The dark clouds are like ink-sprayed rice paper attached to the sky above the dome.

Murong Yan's whole body was icy cold, and she was shivering from the cold. She paced back and forth, jumping, in order to keep herself warm.

She suddenly thought of Dugu Lie's hot embrace.

Nesting in his arms, full of happiness, that feeling echoed in her mind, making her lose her mind.

"Mr. Murong Si, if it's cold, I'll give you the cloak." The man who was trapped with Murong Yan boldly stepped forward, trying to take off the cloak.

Murong Yan doesn't like to have any intimate contact with men other than Dugu Lie.

She was a little nervous, and took a step back, her foot almost tripped over a stone, but luckily the man wrapped his arms around Murong Yan's waist in time, and due to her inertia, Murong Yan leaned forward a little and just happened to fall into the man's arms.

"Sorry." Murong Yan said lightly, and just about to let go of her subordinates, Dugu Lie's domineering, deep and angry voice sounded from behind: "Holding, won't you be cold?"

His voice was too abrupt.

It was as if a sharp sword had pierced through a hard stone.

Murong Yan followed the voice and looked back.

A lantern illuminated the night.

The thin halo elongated Dugulie's shadow, and the bright moon and the candlelight of the lantern let Murong Yan see Dugulie's handsome outline clearly, deep, wild, and with inherent domineering.

She is not cold anymore.

Her whole body is hot, but she still feels her heart, for so many years, no matter how long it has been, no matter where she is, every time she sees Dugu Lie, Murong Ya's heart feels like it is in a frying pan.

"Heh..." The wimpy laughter was mixed with sarcasm, Murong Yan no longer jumped up and down like a child, she calmly left the man's arms, and took a few steps forward, separated by hundreds of dogs. Yujian looked at him faintly through the space of Yujian, and her charming eyes fell somewhere with a playful look: "Sect Master Dugu recovered quite quickly, I still think about it, if Sect Master Dugu dies from now on, I will let my uncle Find an errand for Sect Master Dugu in the palace."

Dugulie knew that she couldn't spit out ivory from her dog's mouth, and the next sentence really angered him: "Chief Eunuch, how are you?"

After finishing speaking, Murong Yan giggled with a crisp voice.

Dugu Lie's deep eyes narrowed, and his voice echoed empty: "Murong Yan, you underestimate this suzerain too much, this suzerain is very strong and hard, how could it be bitten by you, this suzerain not only thinks It's nothing, but I feel very refreshed, Murong Yan, your technique is getting better and better."

The man under Murong Yan didn't know the relationship between them. Hearing such embarrassing words, his chest heaved with anger, and the idea of ​​being a hero to save the beauty suddenly came out of his mind: "Dugu Lie, dare to mess with our Dali Temple. You really don’t know what’s good and what’s wrong, I advise you to surrender obediently and let us go, our Si Qing can still spare your life mercifully.”

Murong Yan was startled, but she couldn't stop her.

How could Dugu Lie's personality be so humiliating?

She felt the wind blowing around her, and the cold wind pierced her bones. Before she could react, Dugu Lie suddenly flew into the air and jumped onto a high rock. The mellow internal force was stirring in his palm, and his obsidian eyes were like dangerous whirlpools. .

A 'bang' shattered the stones and arrows in front of him, spread his arms and flew in front of Murong Yan...

(End of this chapter)