The alluring female Zhuge: forced to be a concubine

Chapter 707 Would rather be disfigured than entangled with her
"Don't worry, I don't want your life, I just want your face." Xuan Xiaoyan, who had suppressed his injuries, said lightly.

"My face?" The brows under the traceless mask frowned slightly, and said with some confusion: "How do you explain this?"

"Since I was tempted by this face at the beginning, if I destroy it today, maybe I can treat you as dead that day, and I have never saved you." Xuan Xiaoyan took out a pill from his bosom. The dark green pill was handed to Wuhen, and he continued: "As long as you take it, a burning sensation will appear on your face, and it only takes half an hour, and your face will turn into a very ugly and incomparable Ghost. As long as you..."

"As long as you eat it, you won't be entangled with me anymore?" Wuhen interrupted Xuan Xiaoyan's words and asked.

"As long as you eat it, there will be no friendship between you and me. You won't owe me anything anymore." Xuan Xiaoyan said calmly enduring the tingling in his heart.

"Okay, I'll take it." Wuhen readily took the pill from Xuan Xiaoyan's hand, threw it into his own mouth without saying a word, and dissolved the medicine's power directly.In just a moment, a hot feeling appeared all around, and the mask on Wuhen's face suddenly burst due to the heat and fell to the ground, revealing a face as if it had been burned by everyone.

Even so, Wuhen still stood in front of Xuan Xiaoyan indifferently, the calmness in his dark eyes was heartbreaking.

About half an hour later, the wound on the face stuttered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then slowly deposited a gray-brown scar. At this time, Wuhen's appearance was extremely terrifying, as if he came from purgatory The demons appeared ferocious.

Tears silently crawled all over Xuan Xiaoyan's cheeks, she knew she had lost.Whether it was the dead Zhuo Zhifu or the strange woman who was somewhat similar to her just now, she lost completely.

I saw that she didn't say anything, and slowly walked out of the side hall with a trace of wet tears, leaving this secret place that belonged to Wuhen.As for Wuhen himself, he just watched Xuan Xiaoyan leave, and then took out another mask as dark as night from his bosom and put it on his face.

(End of this chapter)