Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Although the ransom was not very high, Rong Huang reluctantly accepted it because these sects were not very strong.

Rong Huang finished the registration in person, asked the three elders behind him to take them back, then put the stack of papers in Ruoyan's hand, picked up Shang Teng and ran away.

Ruoyan looked at the piece of paper with ghostly symbols on it, and slowly typed a ? in her mind.

Dare to feel that the lady was grinding ink and laying paper here just now, but she just wrote about loneliness?

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After receiving a large amount of ransom, Rong Huang just sat in the bedroom counting the treasures of Lingshi all afternoon.

It was only after meal time that Rong Huang came back to his senses.

After eating, Rong Huang went for a stroll in the peach grove at the foot of the mountain, washed up and fell asleep after returning.

Rong Huang slept soundly in the middle of the night, and suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe.

Her chest seemed to be tightly pressed by something, and she was almost out of breath.

Rong Huang tried to swing his paws, but his limbs were firmly held down by a force, unable to move.

Rong Huang collapsed into a small biscuit, and the whole phoenix lay upright on the small wooden bed.

The weight on his body was really heavy, and Rong Huang couldn't breathe.

Rong Huang opened her mouth, gasping for breath with all her might, suddenly a burst of warm breath sprayed down the side of her neck, which made her tremble in fright, and immediately opened her eyes.

Then, he met a pair of dark, narrow and alluring eyes.

The pupils of those eyes are strange and evil, and the color of the pupils is gloomy and sick.

Looking at her with obsession.

Rong Huang's back quickly felt cold, as if ice cubes had been poured into his collar.

The boy blinked, his eyes rolling.

What Rong Huang saw when he opened his eyes earlier seemed to be an illusion, there was only purity in those eyes.

Rong Huang: ???

Rong Huang looked at the young man lying on top of her, looking at the young man in his twenties, at first he looked dazed, then he let out an exclamation, kicked him off the bed.

What the hell is this... what the hell is this? !

Why is it on the king's crib?

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Rong Huang hugged the quilt, sat on the bed with a face of horror, her back pressed against the wall, her dark and moist eyes were wide open.

Who are you? Why are you in my room?

When Rong Huang thought that such a thing was lying on her body just now, he suddenly thought of hitting the wall.

Woo, she's not clean anymore.

Shang Teng looked at Rong Huang in a daze, with tears in his eyes, full of grievances.

He didn't understand why Rong Huang kicked him out of bed.

His ass hurts.

Shang Teng put one hand on the edge of the bed, and his clear voice was muffled, and he called out in a low voice, Master.

Rong Huang heard these two words in horror, bit his hands and stared at Shang Teng.

Hey, where are you evildoer, how dare you pretend to be my disciple?!

Rong Huang raised his voice and yelled, at the same time stretched out a small jiojio and kicked Shang Teng's paw on the edge of the bed away, with a fierce look on his face.

Shang Teng was even more aggrieved.

His hands hurt too.

Master is so fierce.

Master. There was a layer of water in the young man's eyes, and against the backdrop of the moonlight, it looked watery, a little seductive.

Rong Huang quickly retracted the little jiojio, and angrily said, What nonsense are you talking about? My apprentice is only four and a half years old, and he is still a child, so he is not as big as you!

Shang Teng's rose-like lips were tightly pressed, and he suddenly raised his hand and pulled off his collar.

Rong Huang: ???!!!

Rong Huang quickly shrank herself into a quail, hugged the quilt, covered her eyeballs and shivered.