The man's right hand was tied to Youmeng's waist, clamping her under his arms, pressing her against her arms, and pressing her against her side. Youmeng subconsciously hurried in the man's arms, and saw him raise his left arm and wearing an iron blue-black glove on his left hand, like a creepy ghost hand. He waved at the Hu people chasing him, and his fingers suddenly shot out a thin white silk thread, instantly hitting all Hu people. The silk threads penetrated through their bodies, causing them to fall to the ground after a moment of stagnation. There was a sound of knives falling to the ground, and the Hu people didn't move...

Youmeng looked at the scene in a daze. Everything happened in an instant, without having time to blink. She exclaimed in horror: "You killed them all!"

The man calmly took back the "ghost hand" and said coldly: "What if it is?"

The familiar voice suddenly awakened the memory in Youmeng's heart. She looked up nervously: "You killed the Hu people, it's very troublesome. Neither the lord behind them nor the government will let you go!"

"Let's talk about it when they catch me." The man said disdainfully. He was wearing a long black cloak, a wide and low-rise cap and a facial scarf, covering most of his face and hiding his eyes in a shadow.

Youmeng stared at his hat for a long time, but could only see a ball of black, and he had no choice but to give up. At this time, his left hand retracted passed by Youmeng's eyes, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the black iron glove. He just used it to kill all the Hu people with one blow, which made the enemy so destructively destroyed in the blink of an eye!

Although this murderous weapon was filled with bone-eating coolness, it looked really cool. It was worn on his hands, especially with his outfit tonight, which made her feel that there was a hint of strangeness in his strange mystery... a heart-pounding cold charm.

She was curious about what the white lines that had just flew out, so she couldn't help but reach out to touch the fingertips of his "ghost hand". When she almost touched it, she suddenly fell from her head and shouted coldly: "Don't touch it! It's poisonous!"

She shivered suddenly, and instantly bounced away from his arms, retreating several steps away, looking at him in horror.

And he calmed down and said lightly: "Not on his body."

Youmeng was stunned and felt that his words were strange, as if there was some hint or seduction to her, so she felt a little embarrassed and muttered: "Then I can't hug you casually..."

Who made this man so dangerous? He felt like something could happen at any time when standing next to him and saying something!

He rubbed his wrist for a while, turned off the mechanism of controlling the highly poisonous silk on his gloves, and breathed as cold as ice: "You have already hugged it."

She dissatisfied and protested: "You pulled me over! I did nothing, it was you who took the initiative first!"

"So? I feel at a disadvantage?" The man calmly turned his face and faced her and the dead bodies on the ground, his tone was cold, "Is it still a fault that I didn't hand you over to them?"

Youmeng glanced behind her with his own light, how could the dead captives not let her feel scared? "That's not..." She became weaker and suddenly felt indecisive, "I just didn't expect... you would actually save me?"

He looked sideways and laughed softly: "What? Do you think I have no other ability except kissing you?"

Youmeng's face turned "swish" and she covered her mouth tightly with her hands, as if a cat with hair was on high alert.

Seeing her violent reaction, he sneered directly: "What are you nervous? When facing a group of dead people, do you miss me?"

"Who said I thought about it!" Youmeng let go and scolded him angrily. How could there be such a man in the world? He is so shameless and scoundrel!

Facing her angry face, he took a cold step and gradually approached her, and a strong sense of oppression came to his face... Until one step away, he stretched out his right hand, and when she tried to avoid but could not resist at all, he held her waist and held it into her arms with a resolute and resolute force. The strength and momentum made her even forced to tiptoe to look up to herself closer.

His voice was cold and evil: "The princess is surrounded by beautiful men, and I am afraid that men and women know more about love than anyone else, so how dare you say you don't want to?"

"Whether this princess has any handsome men do you have? You want you to talk too much..." Youmeng was angry and was pounding his chest when she suddenly felt something was wrong behind her. She immediately screamed, "Hey! What are you doing with your hands? Hey!"

It turned out that the hand had already slid down her waist while talking, and was greasy on her round and plump buttocks. She rubbed her with lightness and heavyness, and whispered to her evil voice-

"Just just as a man is greedy for a woman's body, women will also be obsessed with the charm of men." Every word he said was like poison, and it penetrated violently into his heart, "You must dare to face your lustful heart."

Youmeng was bewitched by his words. When he struggled to close his eyes, Yaolinchi appeared in his mind that night. Su Zhi was also confined to himself like him. At that time, she didn't know what kind of demon she was, but couldn't control her eyes. She stared at Su Zhi's naked body and was staring at the sexy muscle lines on his chest and abdomen. Then she was crushed in the hot spring by him, watching him bullying himself, gentle and domineering that was inconsistent with his temperament... Every part of his body exuded a fatal attraction...

Time and space seemed to overlap, and her thoughts were completely disordered. The man's words seemed to be born in response to the situation. So when he said, "Women will also be obsessed with the charm of men, and they must dare to face their lustful hearts", this is the most incisive and impoverished for Youmeng!

"You are so naughty!..." She was numb and couldn't stand the movement of his hands. She rushed and cursed, "Stirring hooligan! Don't be rude to this princess anymore!"

"You are also careful about your attitude, and don't yell at your benefactor anymore." He gradually stopped, his tone still as cold as ever, "Otherwise, I will not save you next time, it will only depend on my mood."

"Get out! Who cares about you saving me!" His righteousness made her crazy, "I would rather die than save me!"

"good."

He replied coldly, hugging her like this, and suddenly he used his light skills to take her into the air. The sudden feeling of weight loss made her hug him tightly, not daring to open her eyes...

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After a moment, he took Youmeng to the roof of a tall building. He sat down safely on the ground, but pushed her down directly, making her lean back naturally, sit sideways on her legs, leaning in his arms.

Youmeng resisted this man, of course she did not want such a strange and intimate posture, but she was controlled by him on a high place, so no matter how brave she was, she would not dare to move around.
Chapter completed!