Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Brat's figure approached her against the light, his bony fingers slid across the chain on the bedside table, and then grabbed it in his hand.

The slender chain was jingled by him.

With a slight force on his wrist, Jiang Zijin was pulled towards him.

"Beau, Brat—"

Jiang Zijin was quite frightened, especially when she saw Brat killing the two blood races in front of her just now.

The corpses of the two people, one was reduced to ashes, the other tilted his head, his eyes widened, and his description was terrifying.

Brat: "Kindly."

He became different from before, with a gloomy demeanor all over his body.

"He let you live in?"

Jiang Zijin held his breath, not daring to take a breath, his whole body was stiff.

Brat, who has removed the disguise, is less abstinent and indifferent, and more aggressive and aggressive.

"Say."

The chain was imprisoned on Jiang Zijin's ankle bone, her black eyelashes fluttered and drooped pitifully.

"It's him......"

Brat snorted, "He installed this chain for you, too."

Jiang Zijin's eyes flustered and dodged, as if someone had choked her lifeblood, and she was speechless.

Brat: "He can play."

Jiang Zijin's brain was running fast, looking for an opportunity to escape, and whispered with his lips.

"How do you..."

Brat tilted his head: "You want to ask why I'm not dead?"

"Thanks to you, the judge's attention is not on me, so I have enough energy to reshape my body."

He slowly wrapped the chain in his hand around his wrist, and dragged Jiang Zijin's legs closer to him.

"The higher the rank, the harder it is for the blood race to die."

"Didn't you see the presiding judge?"

"He was torn apart by Vihir, but he can still be resurrected a hundred years later."

Jiang Zijin watched him get closer and closer, and Bralette's gloomy look was completely different from before, and her face turned pale with extreme fear.

Brat was barely half an inch away from her face, her icy breath spraying on her cheeks.

"I watched him kiss you."

Jiang Zijin shrank her body and looked at him warily.

Brat's cold fingertips touched her lips, "It's so pitiful."

"You can't push him, your eyes are red, and you are forced to open your mouth."

The man continued to smile, "I've been regretting it since you left."

"At that time, why didn't I use a little more force to eat your whole body into the stomach, so—"

"Will you never leave me again?"

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank, her eyes widened, and there was an inconspicuous scar on her red and swollen lips, which was bitten out by the two of them.

"Brett, no—"

Her ankle was pinched in the palm of the hand. The man's palm was wide, and the clear metacarpal bones on the back of the hand supported the thin skin.

"Anyone can kiss you, Jinjin."

"I'm so jealous, I'm jealous of everyone who can touch you except me, including my former master—"

"Grand Duke Vihir."

When she moved, the chain was tied to Brat's hand, and the crisp sound of the iron hitting seemed a bit amorous in such an atmosphere.

Brat: "When I close my eyes, every moment, every minute, every second, I recreate the way you were kissed by other men. I am crazy. It was also recruited by you. Who told you to show up? Hooked me on purpose in front of me."

"You just have to raise your head at me, revealing your snow-white neck—"

His blood-red eyes were full of more intense tides, "I will lose my sanity, and my mind will be filled with the taste of your blood."

"I can do whatever you want."

Jiang Zijin was embraced by him, Brat held the back of her head, turned his head to smell the fragrance of her body, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"I know, his ring is hanging around your neck, no one can take it away."

He laughed, his tall figure cast a large shadow under the light, completely covering Jiang Zijin, his voice was cold.

"Unless I kill you myself."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't be afraid."

"If I really wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago."

Jiang Zijin's heart tightened involuntarily, she closed her eyes, her voice trembling.

"You are here to find Vihir and the others, you know they are in this house..."

According to Brat's attitude just now, he should be on the opposite side of the presiding judge.

And Vihir and the others wanted to kill the judge, he could crush the jadeite ring without blinking an eye, and knew in his heart that the jade ring was fake.

Brat flicked the slender chain on his hand, "Indeed."

"That doesn't contradict my desire to take you away."

The man's arm muscles are smooth and contain huge explosive power.

"Could it be that you stayed here voluntarily and let that lunatic presiding judge *you?"

Brat's eyes paused, and Jiang Zijin's slender and soft figure was reflected in his dark and deep eyes.

"Want to run out?"

Her heart was beating extremely fast, and the excessive nervousness made her mind go blank.

Brat: "I have a way to open this chain."

The man leaned down halfway, raised his hand to cover her eyes, "Shhh—"

"The judge is approaching you, I need you to help me find the Grand Duke."

"They are hiding on the third floor of this house. There are too many avatars of the presiding judge there. You have seen them, on the judgment day of the vice campus, those human-shaped black mist."

"I can't get close, but you can."

Brat put the key in her hand, "You have the real ring of the judge, 'they' are controlled by the ring and will not harm you."

"If you don't want to be locked up by him and stay in this house all your life, you have to obey me obediently."

"You know what to do."

Brat kissed her forehead pitifully, with a suppressed, cold and violent voice.

"Kill the judge."

"You will be free."

.......

Not long after Brat left, the closed door was kicked open.

The presiding judge's eyes were scarlet. He was wearing a loose white long-sleeved shirt. The buttons on the front were only roughly buttoned three or four times. His broad shoulders showed his strong and powerful chest muscles.

"Jiang Zijin."

Jiang Zijin sat on the bed, the chains on her feet were intact, and there was no trace of anyone on the ground.

The presiding judge lowered his face, "Has anyone been here?"

During the second of Jiang Zijin's hesitation, he reacted quickly and said.

"It's Brat?"

The chief judge strode up, his injury was still not healed, and his face was very pale.

The clothes are messy and look like they came here in a hurry.

"Did he hurt you?"

Jiang Zijin shook his head honestly.

Only then did the presiding judge breathe a sigh of relief. He sat by the bed and asked her in a calm voice:

"What did he tell you?"

Jiang Zijin's hand hidden under the quilt clenched tightly, the key hurt her a lot.

The presiding judge narrowed his eyes, his eyes dangerous.

"What did he tell you?"

Jiang Zijin knew that he couldn't hide it from him at all, and he didn't plan to hide it, so he said vaguely under the extremely oppressive gaze of the presiding judge.

"He says……"

"Think, want me to help him kill..."

Jiang Zijin stammered a bit, fearing that he would see the clues, her hands under the quilt were tangled together, and she didn't say the rest of the sentence.

Judge: "You promised to help him?"

He was sure of Bratt's 'kill him', and he did look like the kind of guy who would say that.

Judge: "That's all he told you?"

Jiang Zijin said, "That's all."

Her palms were sweating nervously.

Before leaving, Brat cast a small spell on the ring around her neck.

It can be used for a short period of time without being discovered by the judge, but it cannot be used for a long time.

If the presiding judge can't detect her location, she will be found at any time.

Judge: "Did he do nothing to you?"

Jiang Zijin pursed her lips and whispered, "The time is too short, he didn't have time to do anything..."

The presiding judge didn't know whether he believed her words or not, and there was no expression on his face.

"I will strengthen the restriction here. If I find out, you and him—"

The presiding judge pinched Jiang Zijin's chin indifferently, forcing her to raise her head and look directly into his eyes, "There is some 'special' relationship."

"I'll skin him and chop him up."

"The real 'death' is before you."