Ancient Magician: Miss Shocking World

Chapter 561 Wooden House 3
"The benevolence of a woman! So what if she is saved? Even if she is saved, she won't hurt Ling'er again?
Dogs can't change eating shit! "

Yao Chonghuan said in disapproval.

The dead man glanced at the door, and said to the two of them, "The lord and the eldest lady are here for you, I will go and send her back."

The two watched the dead man bring the bastard-looking Bai Moling down the mountain.

In the hut, Su Muzhe woke up first.

He stretched out his hands to cover his chest, frowning slightly.

When he opened his eyes, he was slightly taken aback, and suddenly turned his head to see the sleeping Shen Yuling lying on his side, breathing evenly, and his heart was relieved.

He didn't look at the wound on his chest, turned his face sideways, and those narrow phoenix eyes stared at the sleeping face in front of him for a long time.

His eyes swept across her full and clean forehead, long eyelashes, and straight nose, and finally fell on her moist and slightly curled lips.

His eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

Like a treasure that has been lost and found again, she hugged her in her arms and closed her eyes.

Taking a deep breath of the fragrance that only belonged to her, Su Muzhe felt alive at this moment.

For more than half a year, even though he was doing things that could not be distracted, he was still muddled and felt as if he was dead.

That's why those old men were allowed to succeed.

Su Mu covered her slender waist with his hands, exerting force, his beautiful brows frowned slightly.

Thin again.

Shiye had been refreshed the moment Shen Yuling stroked the surging spiritual power in her body, and now he was rolling his eyes in her spiritual sea.

Seeing that Su Muzhe wanted to complain about the pain of lovesickness, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, he closed his five senses, and pretended to be a wolf with a big tail.

Although he didn't feel how much Shen Yuling had suffered, but at the moment when he came to his senses, he clearly felt her inseparable feelings for Su Muzhe and her guilt for Ye Chongwen.

The indescribable entanglement and pain seemed to split her in two, and he could feel her breathing in severe pain.

This kind of torture made Shiye, who was in her spiritual sea, clearly understand who she was in her heart, and also knew that she couldn't ignore and endure Ye Chongwen because of her death.

Ten nights didn't want her to suffer anymore.

With a deep sigh in my heart, I closed my five senses again, neither seeing nor listening.

Su Muzhe loved her as much as his life, and he was relieved to have this person around.

Su Muzhe felt alive, and felt the even breathing of the woman who regarded her life as lying in her arms. At this moment, he was satisfied.

At this moment, he didn't think about anything else.

The turmoil in the Zhongtian Continent, the pursuit of the Temple of the Gods, the kindness of Bai Moling, all of them, it doesn't matter.

As long as she is here, as long as she is good, that is enough.

……

When the dead soldiers sent Bai Moling to the bottom of Wangchuan Lake and locked her up, she woke up.

At first she was a little dazed, but when she woke up, when she wanted to curse, the water from the bottom of the lake kept getting into her mouth.

Bai Moling dangled her arms, trying to break free from the chain, but no matter how she moved, she couldn't escape from the bottom of the lake.

She stared at the dead man's back, her eyes were red and filled with hatred.

Until the dead man was gone, Bai Moling closed his eyes dejectedly.

After a while, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him, and suddenly opened his eyes.

When she saw the person in front of her, she opened her mouth wide in shock.

……

The sleeping Shen Yuling seemed to be in a void.

She looked around, emptied, and couldn't help frowning.

When she lowered her eyes, she realized that she was standing at the top of a five-foot-high hall, the wind was blowing her long untied hair, and there was no blood on the moon-white skirt.

(End of this chapter)