Ancient Magician: Miss Shocking World

Chapter 455
Su Muzhe, do you have to step me under the dust and run me over a few more times until I can no longer get up again?
Or will you let me go if I die?
Shen Yuling's face was full of tears.

There was deep hatred in his eyes, staring at the same pale face.

The phoenix eyes were complicated and cold that she couldn't understand.

After pulling away, he put her down.

Shen Yuling squatted on the ground, her clothes were torn into strips, which couldn't hide the bruises and bloodstained embarrassment on her body.

She closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands.

The despair overwhelmed her completely.

Why didn't he let her go, why didn't he let her go.

Su Muzhe stood there, looking down at her with complicated and distressed eyes.

"Su Muzhe, I'll stay, can you let Ye Chongwen and my family go."

There was desperation and caution in the voice.

That incomparable God Yuling was finally trampled into the dust by him.

The big palm in the sleeve of the robe was clenched suddenly, and Su Mu covered her thin lips and looked down at her, her narrowed phoenix eyes were full of dangerous and complicated light.

"Okay, from now on, wherever I go, wherever you go, don't leave me a step."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his arms, picked up her who was squatting on the ground, and put her on the bed.

Shen Yuling is like a puppet, allowing him to fiddle with it.

The stripped clothes were thrown aside.

She watched blankly as he took out a white shirt from her storage bag.

As the Yin Hong robe sleeves were swayed, her sticky body was cleaned up, and he helped her put it on little by little, and hugged her up.

Bai Moling waited outside the door, standing there motionless looking at the door of the hermitage.

He and she are right there.

There is no possibility of separation between them.

With his domineering strength, how could he allow Shen Yuling to leave him?
Will not.

Even if you lock her on your body, you won't let her go again.

With a deep sigh in her heart, she closed her eyes.

The door creaked and pushed open from inside.

Bai Moling saw Su Muzhe walking out of the door holding the crystal-clear Shen Yuling like a porcelain doll with an indifferent face.

For a while, I was in a trance.

Shen Yuling's demeanor doesn't look like a living person.

The look of grief greater than death caused her eyes to flicker slightly.

"Mu Zhe, how is she? My master is much better, but the young lady's appearance seems to be getting worse.

In fact, I have a way to completely cure the cold syndrome in her body.

only,"

Su Muzhe paused when he brushed past her, and turned to look at her.

Bai Moling hesitated to speak.

Finally, he took a deep breath, "Exchange her with the blood of the most loving and holy, and dilute the blood belonging to the power of the netherworld in her body, so that her cold syndrome can be completely cured.

It's just that this kind of most loving and holy blood can only be possessed by the Mandate of Heaven.

Mu Zhe, look, can Emperor Qing Yuan do it? "

"You don't have to worry about this matter."

Su Muzhe finished speaking coldly, glanced at her, and said calmly, "Bai Moling, I will pay you back for your life-saving grace, but don't pester me and Ling'er anymore."

After all, he glanced at her and narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly.

"Don't let the deity know that you killed her, otherwise, even if you saved the deity, the deity will let you die without a place to bury you."

Shen Shen's words, like ice knives, cut Bai Moling's face suddenly pale.

Looking at Yin Hong's back who was walking away, a wry smile appeared on his stiff face.

Is there no place to die?
Maybe it would be better than watching him and her back silently forever.

(End of this chapter)