After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Puran no longer wanted to listen to what he had to say. He just wanted to break the chains and give him a punch first.

All the strength in his body was mobilized at this moment, and the loose hair hanging on his temples was also blown up by the powerful breath that was emitted silently.

Huh?

It was very strange, her power seemed to be locked and blocked by a mechanism somewhere, and she couldn't use it at all.

Pu Ran lowered her eyes to look at the silver rune handcuffs on her wrists. Because she had forced herself to use her strength to break through, the black runes began to flash faintly.

Just like a firefly in the night, Pu Ran subconsciously released all his strength when the man was about to look over, and the runes stopped flashing.

Her intuition told her that if this scene was seen by a man, the situation would become very difficult.

"Why aren't you talking? Since you know about the rune stone, you must be one of my people."

He sat comfortably on a wooden chair, his legs crossed, and tapped his hands slowly.

"Which side are you from? The young master's side, or the little prince's side across from you?"

Pu Ran said nothing.

She is neither side, she is on the third side.

The third contender for power.

The girl hung her head dejectedly, thinking about how to break free from the shackles of handcuffs.

This pair of handcuffs was obviously specially made. To others, they were no different from ordinary handcuffs, but to their clan, they had the terrifying effect of blocking power.

Puran could clearly feel his own powerful strength, but this body was locked. All the power of this body, which was flowing with the blood of a mysterious country, was suppressed.

Just when the man was getting impatient, she timidly spoke, her voice as thin as a mosquito's: "Of course I am the young master's person, I have news about the green rune stone."

The dim candlelight shone on the man's straight yet cold features. He asked, "Where?"

"In the Xuanyue Palace."

After a long while, the man retracted his bloodthirsty gaze, curled his lips and smiled: "I didn't lie."

This person was the one who had disguised himself as a servant and had always stayed by the side of the Fifth Prince. His name was Gu Ce.

"Put her in a cage and find out which side she belongs to."

After Gu Ce finished giving the instructions, the man in black took immediate action, unlocked the door, pushed Pu Ran roughly in, and then left quietly.

Under the man's eyes, the delicate girl staggered a few times, stumbled to the wall and barely managed to steady herself.

Puran sat down next to Ao Man, reached out her hand and gently placed it on the man's arm. His scorching body temperature almost burned her.

After staying in the well for a long time, the man came out dripping wet, having caught a cold and had a high fever that never went away. His skin all over was glowing a bright red.

Pu Ran stared at him carefully, thinking irresponsibly in his mind.

Like cooked shrimp.

The spiritual power was blocked and could not be transmitted, which could not alleviate the pain of Pride. This made her frown in distress.

The girl's skin was as comfortable as a piece of smooth and cool white jade. The man with his eyes closed followed his body's instinct and came close to her. The collision of cold and hot made it seem as if a thin white smoke was rising in the air.

It's very uncomfortable.

This was Puran's first reaction when arrogance was attached to her.

Xianjia has lost a lot of weight, so much so that her bones are now hurting and she is feeling very uncomfortable.

I feel uncomfortable.

She probably wanted to reach out and hug him, but her hands were shackled and couldn't be separated, so she could only raise her hands and touch the top of his head gently and praisingly.

You've made it this far, you're awesome.

Just like five years ago, when you defended the city and fought until the last moment and refused to give up the war, you have been great.

Song Zhiyuan was arrogant, but now Pu Ran realized that what he had always been arrogant about was his past self.

——Even if I am defeated in this war now, who can say that I won’t be able to turn defeat into victory in the future?

——I’m almost dying in pain now, but I can’t collapse here.

Otherwise, his arrogance would have stood on the top of a high mountain, looking down on me with disdain.

"How long have you had him tied up?"

The girl's voice was flat, which made Gu Ce raise his eyebrows in amusement. He had been watching until now, his expression full of aftertaste: "It has only been seven days since I fished it out of the well."

Gu Ce looked at the girl's slightly half-covered eyelashes and sneered strangely: "You didn't fall in love with him while you were on your way to complete the mission, did you?"

The red flame Chizhao Kingdom, the black fertile land Xuanyue Kingdom, the blue mineral Qingxuan Kingdom, the silver snow mountain Yinchen Kingdom, and the fifth one is the void, without any color, the Suikong Kingdom.

Suikong is a closed-door country, and will not step out of the country except for necessary missions. Those who come out are all approved, otherwise they are defectors.

For example, the sensational defection of the crown prince more than ten years ago. It was said that he married a Xuan Yue woman after he was defected. This was a shame that was nailed to the Suikong royal family.

Because there was a precedent, Gu Ce asked, "Did you fall in love with a man from another country while on a mission?"

Puran did not answer, and all she could hear was the arrogant and almost empty breathing.

"Is there any water or food?"

"No."

"Where's the medicine?"

"Tsk, are you stupid? I wouldn't give it to you even if I had it."

Pu Ran stopped talking again.

She wiped her finger on a clean part of her dress several times, then bit it. Blood immediately oozed out and she brought it to Arrogant's lips, which were covered with a layer of dead skin, and dotted it on the dry, pale lips.

The cracked lips were stained with "water", showing a gorgeous color. The man was stunned. The hunger in his stomach and the thirst in his throat were like a glutton opening his bloody mouth, desperately trying to take and suck.

A little bit, even just a tiny bit, I am eager to relieve the long-lasting pain.

The fingers were wrapped in the hot mouth, the tip of the tongue swept across the wound, and the man sucked the blood roughly and eagerly.

His Adam's apple began to roll, and the swallowing movement made Pu Ran curl his eyes in happiness.

Good boy.

Although the strength in the body is currently locked up by shackles, the spiritual power can flow out along with the blood.

While relieving his hunger for arrogance, it can also alleviate the pain of his physical injuries.

In a daze, the man seemed to have regained some strength and consciousness. His snow-white eyelashes trembled, and he tried desperately to open his eyes to see the person clearly. But even if he opened his eyes now, what he saw with his dazed golden pupils was only a blurry white.

The outline was too blurry, and he couldn't see who was next to him, but he looked familiar.

He should have recognized the scent on the other person, but under the special circumstances, his brain was almost stagnant and he was unable to think any deeper.

His breath was so hot, the temperature between his lips and teeth was like magma wrapping around his slender white fingers. Pu Ran was like a teacher who was taking away a reward. He slowly pulled out his fingers, leaving a thin silver thread.

"I can't smoke anymore."

My fingers were almost sucked dry.

Arrogant, who had left the supplies, looked even more confused. He followed the smell of blood and was about to catch up, but Pu Ran grabbed the back of his head and pressed him against his shoulder. His ethereal voice sounded like he was singing a lullaby to lull a child to sleep.

"Go to sleep."

She tilted her head and rubbed her cheek against the man's.

"When you wake up, you're home."