Chapter 391

"Young master Ning, please!" After mujin finished, she had a deep look at Wei iris, who quickly lowered her head.

I wanted to say a few words to Wei iris, but mujin sighed in her heart and went out.

After mujin went out, Wei asked solemnly, "I really want to take off all of them!"

Rather fold Yan but nuzui: "cheat him, tie in the back and legs on the line!"

Wei iris smiled: "does it hurt?"

"I don't feel pain when I fold my face!" Ning Fuyan looks at Wei iris with a smile, and there is a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Wei irises understood that the expression of Ning Fuyan just now was for mu Jin to see.

"But it will bleed, and toxins will come out with it!" Ning fold Yan told again.

Wei iris nodded and took off her shoes and socks

Mujin is a little worried to guard the door. After all, there are so many silver needles, and they are still stuck in the cave, but nothing can go wrong.

I don't know if iris can bear to pass.

However, he waited outside for a long time, not only didn't hear the sound of Wei iris's pain, but also heard the laughter between Wei iris and Ning zheyan.

For a time, Mu Jin's dark and unidentified eyes were stained with a little pain, just like tens of thousands of needles pierced into his heart, which made his nerves and cells constantly clamor and moan, but it was useless.

Once again, he told himself that iris Wei really didn't belong to him.

Mujin hesitated for a moment, then resolutely turned around and left the temple.

Xuanli looks at mujin's lonely back, suddenly the bright and dark eyes hurt, and then they follow.

"Young master Ning, can you promise me one thing?" Wei iris's clothes are half off. She lies on the soft couch with a yellow goose embroidered mandarin duck belly, showing her tight back.

Ning fold Yan is applying needles on the back of weiiris wholeheartedly, pressing the cold finger abdomen on the delicate skin of weiiris, making weiiris feel a little cool on the back.

"What is it?" Rather, she looks very focused. If she deviates for a while, the consequences will be unimaginable.

If Wei irises are really pricked up, he really can't go back to Yanyu villa.

"Let go of the evil king, will you?" Wei iris knows that Ning zheyan must be revenged. She will find mujin for revenge.

Ning breaks the brow and wrinkles his heart. He stabs the silver needle on his hand into the cave accurately, and immediately black blood bubbles appear around him.

"Why?" Rather the facial expression that breaks Yan does not seem to be willing.

"I think carefully that the most painful thing for a person is not death, but life is not like death! So I don't want to leave the string to die. I just want to imprison him in a place where there is no one in the dark, no one, no ant. He's alone in that room, no one talks with him, he can't see the sun, he can't see all the things outside. In less than three years, he will definitely go mad. Loneliness is the most painful thing, and let a person have nothing All things are painful, so it's painful for him to die... " Wei said that when the bell leaves the string, the whole eyes are filled with a deep sense of hate.

Rather fold Yan to listen to in one side, think carefully.

"I don't need to die if the bell is not dead. If young master Ning is willing to let go of the evil king and not fight against him, then I will be a servant girl beside young master Ning in the future. How about inserting needles and blood transfusion for young master Ning? My technique will definitely only let young master Ning get bitten by ants, and guarantee that he can insert the needle once... " Wei iris looks at Ning Fuyan carefully.

Ningfuyan will not let go of the evil king, and will definitely target mujin in everything in the future. Instead of keeping zhonglixian as a life, it is better to let mujin lose an opponent.

"You little fox, you won't believe me!" Ning zheyan finished listening to the deep voice, then wiped the blood on Wei iris's back with a clean towel, and then put another silver needle on the smoke, and then continued to insert the next cave path.

"If young master Ning can help me to imprison the bell from the string, will the life of young master Ning holding the bell from the string be equal to holding my life soon? At that time, I will not listen to young master Ning Wei iris lies on the soft couch and turns to look at Ning Fuyan.

Ningzheyan always has the taste of cynicism and evil spirits. However, ningzheyan with a concentrated expression gives people a sense of wordless security.

"Little fox, you want to drag in the face of the evil king? One leg of Fuyan is the one who is about to enter the coffin... " Ningzheyan's words are soft and moist, just like jade beads falling to the ground. Although they are thoughtful, they are full of sadness and serious ingredients: "moreover, you are attracted by this trick, and zheyan looks at you all day, but you can't eat them. Why does zheyan bother to take the rest of his life?"

"Young master Ning, there are thousands of beautiful women in the world, and it's not just Wei iris who is alone?" "Besides, how could young master Ning die easily?" said Wei with a laugh

"It's not her own life..." Ning Fuyan said that his voice was low and his eyes were dim: "the life of Fuyan is the Lord's life. How long he wants to live, how long can he live..."

Wei irises her eyes and looks at Ning Zaiyan carefully. Ning Zaiyan seems to be a natural and unrestrained villa leader, but all actions and freedom should follow the command of the Tiansha garret leader.

She thought Ning Fuyan was just working for Tiansha Pavilion, but now she seems to have no basic freedom.

"Is it true that the people trained by Tiansha Pavilion should obey the leader of Tiansha pavilion? No freedom of life? "

Rather break Yan silence for a while: "break Yan is voluntary, the Lord wants to break Yan when to die, break Yan will not hesitate!"

"Why?" Wei iris asked strangely, is the leader of the Tiansha Pavilion good enough to explode? Or is the leader of Tiansha pavilion a woman, rather she fell in love with her master?

When Ning Zaiyan talks about the Lord of Tiansha garret, his eyes are soft: "the Lord is not as cruel and cold-blooded as you think, but he is very good. My martial arts are taught by the Lord himself, and the name is also given by the Lord to Zaiyan..."

It's nice to hear that, but

"Zheyan, it's a good name, but what's the moral?" Wei thinks the moral of the name is not very good.

Ning fold Yan thought for a moment: "when the LORD takes it, he thinks it's quite suitable for the name, and she also likes it!"

Fold Yan, it is fold, it is Yan, the two words together is some meaning of premature death.