unscrupulous male concubine

Chun Jing stared at the prisoner who stared at him unabashedly for a while, raised her eyebrows, folded her legs and sat on the soft couch, picked up the jug and poured a cup of wine and tea, and turned her head to glance at the corner of her mouth. Glancing at the jailer, he said sarcastically, "Haven't you always pursued a perfect body? Put your soul on him, tsk tsk, your taste is getting lower and lower!"

The jailer tilted his head to look at his hands, shrugged and smiled.This person really has to look at his face. If Yuluo was smiling with his own face, he must be very charming, but now he is a dirty, fat old man, and his fat face makes him smile like An idiot, but he couldn't see his own face, so he was still laughing, "Just to clarify, I never put my soul on any body, for me, they are all dirty without exception. I am the princess of the mermaid tribe, the most honorable person in Lei Haizhi's eyes. You may have misunderstood the principle of the silk puppet technique."

The two arms of the prison head suddenly stood up, shaking up and down as if uncontrollably, then he stopped, propped his arms like a clothes rack, raised his head suddenly, and grinned, "The silk puppet technique It is not the body that is manipulated, but the soul, just like a puppet on the stage, his soul is bound by invisible threads, they pass through every joint of his spirit body, and finally wrap around my ten fingers, Make corresponding movements with the shaking of my fingers. That's why I can use his mouth to say so much."

Chun Jing pouted her lips and nodded thoughtfully, drank the wine and tea in her cup, and said with a smile, "Then your body is not here."

"Of course." The jailer smiled.

"Then... where is Murong? Where is he?" Chunjing rested his chin with one hand, seemed a little drunk, his eyes were cloudy, half asleep and half awake.

The cell boss giggled, he turned his head to look at Mo Weizhe who was standing beside him, and laughed even more wantonly.

"I'm here today to take you to see him." Mo Weizhe frowned and stared at the jailer, took a deep breath to calm his emotions, the expression on his face was faint, not overly familiar , On the contrary, he was a little cold, just like when Chunjing first met him.

Chunjing slowly opened her eyelids and glanced at Mo Weishi, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and she smiled coldly, "Take me to see him? No use." He waved his finger around, " Can you see, there are ancient secret magic circles around here, I can't get out at all. You...maybe you can come in, the door is unlocked, this magic circle may be aimed at me alone. "

Mo Weishi tilted his head to look at the jailer standing beside him.The jailer nodded, his eyes flickered, his whole body trembled, his eyes looked at Mo Weizhe and he nodded lightly, his eyes blinked again and Yuluo controlled them again.He shrugged.

"What should we do now?" Mo Weizhe frowned slightly, looking at Chun Jing, who was leaning on the soft couch inside, who seemed to be dozing off drunk.

"I haven't seen the formation," Yuluo squinted her eyes, and then said to Mo Weishi, "But we can try."

The cell door was opened, and the cell head and Mo Weishi walked in one after the other.

Chun Jing lay on the table without moving, the corners of her mouth buried in her arms slightly curled up, maybe she could catch the two of them, then thought again, Zhi Leng set up a restriction in this formation to prevent him from escaping, He couldn't pull himself up at all.

Chun Jing was thinking here, when he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from the cell boss, he turned sideways, and stretched out his hand towards Mo Weizhe, "Go back and stay outside, even if this is a trap and my soul is not here, they can't do anything about it I shot."

Mo Weizhe didn't speak, just nodded and left the cell.

Chun Jing lay on the table, frowning slightly, and sighed secretly, now he has no chance of winning at all.His body softened, and he accepted his fate.With his current situation... there was nothing he could do.With his mind relaxed, he smelled of alcohol, his head was in a daze, and he no longer thought about anything.

Yuluo manipulated the cell head to the side of the couch, stretched out her hand and grabbed Chunjing's collar forcefully, grabbed his belt with the other hand, held her breath, and wrapped him in the armpit with difficulty, dragging him to the bed. Let him go out.

Chunjing was in his arms, shaking her head from side to side, dizzy and dizzy, and her stomach full of wine was also swaying, singing a cheerful song.

With a bang, Chun Jing's whole body bumped into the formation without warning, her whole body went numb, her hands and feet trembled, all the strength in her body disappeared, her eyes rolled up like a dead fish.

The prison head felt the change of Chunjing under his arm, looked at the prison door that was close at hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked down at him, tilted his head with a stiff neck, raised his head and looked at Mo Weizhe.

"It seems that he really can't get out." Mo Weizhe frowned, looked at Chunjing who could no longer move, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

The cell leader tried to walk out, but he raised his foot. Before he could step out, he was pulled back by a powerful force.He gritted his teeth and walked out, and the others walked out, but Chunjing, who was held in his armpit, was squeezed out and fell to the ground.

"No way," Mo Weizhe stared at Chunjing who fell to the ground, frowned and shook his head, sighed, then looked up at the jailer who returned to his side, he stared into his eyes, knowing that behind those eyes was Yuluo , "What array is this?"

The jailer turned around, pinched his waist and looked at the transparent formation up and down, "It's really strange that the formation is only aimed at him. I'm not there, and his dead fish eyes are completely Decoration, useless."

Mo Weizhe ignored his words, and said coldly and expressionlessly, "No matter what, I will take him back today."

"Then wait for a while, I'll ask Tang to come and help you." The cell boss giggled, holding the cell door with his hands, looking at Chun Jing on the ground, then turned his head and said to Mo Weizhe.

Tang is a mermaid, he can create a wormhole in the void, and use it to bring people out, without worrying about the enchantment formation at all.That's why it's said that if you want to forcefully capture a mermaid and don't want him to escape, the best way is to make him a dead thing.

Tang's movements were fast, and before it was time for a cup of tea, he suddenly appeared in the cell out of nowhere, he brushed his hair, turned his head and glanced at Mo Weiwei who was standing outside with the cell leader, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Grin, very clean smile.

He waved to Mo Weizhe, "Young Master Wei, please come in."

After he finished talking, Chun Jing, who was lying on the ground with her eyebrows raised, did not move. After hesitating for a while, she reached out and tapped his face. After two crisp sounds, two clear bruises appeared on Chun Jing's face. Handprint, "Hello, dead?"

Chunjing frowned and moaned, raised her eyelids but didn't lift them up, but her consciousness came back, she didn't know if it was the pain on her face or the pain stimulated by the magic circle, anyway, she looked very uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was conscious, Tang let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head to see that Mo Weizhe hadn't come in, and waved to him again, "Young Master Wei, come in quickly, we should go." Chunjing picked her up and stood where he had been before.

Mo Weizhe glanced at the jailer who was standing aside, and saw that he lowered his head, closed his eyes, frowning slightly, and Yuluo had already left first.He had no choice but to choose to trust Tang, stepped into the cell door, and stood beside Tang.

Tang turned his head and saw that Mo Weizhe was still a foot away from him. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and curling his lips. If he hadn't held Chunjing in his arms, he would have shrugged his shoulders to show his disdain. He took a deep breath. He breathed a sigh of relief, but still said, "You pull me, or you won't be able to get through, and you will be left here."

Mo Wei swallowed a mouthful of spit, took another small step forward, and stretched out his hand to grab Tang's sleeve.

Tang glanced at the hand on his sleeve, and pulled the corner of his mouth, why, he stinks so much?He doesn't even want to touch it, will it get his hands dirty?Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't say much, he just raised his foot and stepped into the precise wormhole.

When Chunjing woke up, she was locked in a humid water prison. The temperature was not low, and she couldn't feel the coldness of winter, but the stuffy heat made people feel very uncomfortable. The fox fur covering her body was ruined.

He turned his stiff neck, touched his sore face, stood up and stretched his legs and feet, looked up, and saw that the top was covered with blue-gray stones, with no gaps and no sunlight.A trench was dug on the stone wall, and a dim oil lamp was lit in the trench.The stone wall behind the oil lamp has been smoked black, it seems that this place has been used as a prison for a long time.

He walked around the whole stone prison, licked his lips, he was cheated by Yuluo, what kind of place is this?Didn't you say you want to bring him to see Murong?He is not sleepy yet, he still remembers the conversation between Mo Weizhe and Yuluo before he got drunk.

After turning around for a while, he stood in front of the iron railing, leaning his back against it, crossing his arms and looking at a small stone prison. A good cell, with wine and meat, and you can still see the moonlight. Now, there is nothing, and I don’t know what time it is, whether it is day or night, how long have I been in a coma?Did Zhi Leng already know that he was missing? He should have known it. After getting rid of Yuluo’s prison boss, he would definitely go to Jin Mo or Zhi Leng in a hurry. Sorry!

The smell in the air is not very good, and it is even more unbearable after staying for a long time. He pouted and blocked his nostrils, turned around and looked at the iron railing, carefully looked up and down, and made sure that there were no enchantments or magic circles. He slightly Squinting his eyes, he smiled wickedly, he slowly closed his eyes, murmured words, opened his hands, and a faint blue fox fire would rise from the palms, after a while, he wrinkled his nose, raised his right eye He opened his eyelids, but found that there was nothing in his palm, not even a ray of flame!

He widened his eyes suddenly, "T

D, that magic circle is too strong!Side effects last so long? ! "