Chapter 562 Chapter 562

"I was kidnapped by a man surnamed Zhong. This man is lustful, and he must have taken a fancy to Leng Shuang's beauty. I will ask someone to go to save them first, and then I will come back and report. 81?? Chinese w=w≠w =.≤81zw.com”

Leng Hua's heart sank after hearing this, and he quickly looked at his master. He also wanted to save his sister...

Feng Jiu glanced at him and said to Grey Wolf, "Bring Leng Hua over there."

"Thank you, Master." Leng Hua said, and quickly left with the gray wolf.

Feng Jiu glanced at Xuanyuan Moze beside her, and said, "Just wait here! I'll come when I go."

He didn't follow, because he knew she could handle it herself, so he just waited for her return at the inn.

At the same time, in that small courtyard, Leng Shuang, who was put on a pink and purple dress, looked more and more beautiful. Her face was naturally beautiful, and the black and black clothes that remained unchanged all year round could not cover her up. Beautiful, not to mention this pink-purple glamorous dress.

When the man with slightly sloppy steps walked in and saw the beautiful woman sitting on the bed tied up, his eyes instantly glowed with wolf light, and he was full of covetousness: "What a beauty, she is really superb, superb!"

Leng Shuang looked at the person coldly, seeing that although this person was overindulgent, he was still a Jindan cultivator, and his heart sank. She couldn't turn over the palm of his hand.

For a moment, her mind turned around, she lowered her eyes slightly, took away her cold breath, and said lightly: "Is this how the son treats beautiful women?"

At the same time, the man's eyes lit up: "Of course I can't, I have always been very gentle with beautiful women." While speaking, he came to the bedside and asked tentatively: "Beauty, how about I untie your rope? You But you can't escape, if you escape, one will make me angry, and the consequences will be very serious."

Leng Shuang didn't speak, just handed him the bound hand.

The man didn't care either. After undoing the rope in her hand, he sat by the bed and stared at her. Being lifted up, he stretched out his hand to hook her chin.

"Beauty, what's your name?"

Leng Shuang dodged slightly sideways, glanced at him coldly, untied the rope under her feet, and said, "Leng Shuang."

"Leng Shuang? Leng Ruo Bingshuang, he really lives up to his name." His eyes flickered, and the wolf light in his eyes was even more intense: "I thought you wouldn't say your name, but I didn't expect to ask casually, but you said it, it seems quite Interesting."

"I said it to let you know who the one who killed you is!" As soon as the voice fell, she immediately shot, and the fierce attack hit the man's throat. Startled, the throat seemed to hurt, and a trace of blood seeped out.

The man who quickly retreated touched his neck and saw a trace of blood on his fingers. He laughed sinisterly, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood, staring strangely at Leng Shuang who stood up.

"The skills are quite agile, and the temperament is spicy and tasty, and my son likes it." As he spoke, he suddenly leaned forward and reached out to attack Leng Shuang.

The two were fighting in the room, and the two who were guarding outside just listened quietly and had no intention of intervening. But it was just a little Xuanxiu, and he just let the young man amuse himself. Whether it is life or death, is it not the young man who decides in the end?