I met true love in my dream

Chu Muyu never thought that he would wake up from a "dream" because he tripped over a stone. He lay on the bed and felt a headache, as if someone was pricking himself with a thin needle, and there were bursts of pain.

There was a warm and gentle rubbing around his neck, and Tuanzi felt his discomfort, as if doing so could relieve his pain.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain and a rumble in his ears, and Chu Muyu's consciousness gradually became blurred.

He didn't know that after he passed out, the group next to him also closed their eyes and remained motionless, as if they had also fallen asleep.

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"Lang Jun, don't be shy...Look at the servant's house..."

In a haze, Chu Muyu only felt waves of dryness and heat coming from his body, and his whole body was weak. He heard a charming female voice, and someone's fingers were touching his chest as if away from him.

"Who is it?" He said with difficulty.

"You enemy, if you want to know who I am, just open your eyes." The soft female voice came closer to the ear, and the strong fragrance kept rushing into the nose.

Chu Muyu opened his eyes vigorously, only to see a crisp.A beautiful woman with half-exposed breasts is leaning on her side. Inside she is a red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and she is covered with a translucent red gauze. Her white and smooth arms are looming. Desperate.

Seeing that he was awake, the woman smiled lightly, "Is your husband awake?"

Chu Muyu found that she couldn't move and her head was aching. She only remembered that she seemed to have had several "dreams", but she couldn't recall the contents of those "dreams".

"What is Mr. Lang thinking? Why don't you look at the servant's house?"

The woman pressed her body closer, and the sweet and greasy fragrance became even stronger.

Chu Muyu doesn't like women, no matter how beautiful they are, he doesn't like them, but the strange hotness in his body makes him feel bad, and the impulse rushes down.body.

He gritted his teeth: "what have you done to me!"

The woman giggled, "Don't be afraid, sir, it just made you unable to move after taking a dose of medicine. This incense will help you enjoy the fun. I will untie it for you when we are happy, otherwise the gentleman will not get it." Have fun."

Only then did Chu Muyu see the surrounding environment clearly. The spacious hall was covered with red silk and small bells, and the bed was hung with translucent red gauze. Next to it was an exquisite incense burner with bright colors, from which light red smoke curled up.

Needless to say, this incense must have an aphrodisiac effect.

The woman's slender white fingers caressed Chu Muyu's cheek, as if with infinite tenderness, if someone with a little bit of concentration was weak, he would have lost his armor and armor long ago, but Chu Muyu is a deep cabinet.

Although he couldn't move his body, he could still move his head. He immediately turned his head and said with disgust in his eyes, "Go away!"

The young man's face was handsome and compelling, with peach-blossom eyes full of passion, under the effect of the incense, the slightly upturned eye tips revealed an intoxicating blush, and a drop of sweat trickled down from the forehead, and flowed across the gracefully curved mandible. For desire, but with an air of arrogance and aloofness that cannot be violated.

It's just... addictive.

Yun Meier's eyes froze, her body became softer and softer, she wished she could break his mask at the moment and make this person submit to her.

She had had countless men, so how would she know how to make a man happy, she lifted Chu Muyu's clothes, and Yun Meier slid her hands down bit by bit.

"Fuck!" Chu Muyu couldn't hold back his foul language.

The look in his eyes at this moment can be called bitterness and hatred. His body reacted to this provocative stimulation, but he felt extremely sick in his heart.

Just when the woman's hand was about to reach the key position, Chu Muyu said coldly: "I am the eldest disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, if you don't want to die, stop it!"

Yun Meier paused: "Shenzong of Wanjian?"

The reputation of Wanjian Shenzong can be said to be heard by everyone in the 32 states of the world. Its sect has countless disciples, divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, core disciples, elite disciples and head disciples. Countless, it is the yearning for the Holy Land with the hearts of countless people.

Not to mention that the sect has a profound foundation, the strength of the head teacher and the elders is unfathomable, and in recent years, it has even faintly gained the title of "No. [-] sect in the world".

If this person is really a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect...

"What kind of disciple are you in the sect?"

Chu Muyu threatened: "I am an elite disciple in the sect, if you really dare to do anything to me today, I will not let you go in the future."

From the memory, he is actually the eldest disciple under the head teacher of Wanjian Shenzong. He received a mission from the mission hall more than a month ago. On the way back, he accidentally found a secret place, but accidentally got injured during it. He was in a coma, presumably because he was taken captive later and brought here.

The name of Wanjian Shenzong is too famous, not to mention that he also said that he is an elite disciple. I think this person will be jealous, after all, there are not many people in this world who dare to offend this big sect.

Taking advantage of the time when the seductive woman was in a daze, Chu Muyu secretly stimulated her true energy, trying to undo the force of the medicine that made her immobilized.

Soon, Yun Meier came back to her senses, she covered her lips and smiled coquettishly: "Who knows if what Lang Jun said is true, the name of the Wanjian Shenzong is indeed resounding, but to the slave family... if it is true Yes, I have never had a good time with a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."

Hearing these words, Chu Muyu's eyebrows twitched, and she asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Ordinary people don't react like this.

Yun Meier's eyes sparkled, "Your Majesty should have heard the name of the slave family before. This is the No.12 hall of the Demon Palace. The name of the slave family is Yun Meier."

This information quickly appeared in Chu Muyu's mind. If Wanjian Shenzong is decent in the world, then this Demon Palace is an opposing cult. There are twelve Palace Masters under the Twelve Highnesses of the Demon Palace. These twelve Palace Masters share their allegiance to Demon Lord, this Yun Meier is the Lord of Hall No.12.

This Yun Meier is also very famous, one is because of her beautiful and seductive appearance, and the other is because of her romantic deeds. It is said that Yun Meier needs to have sex with men constantly because she has practiced a strange skill. She has raised countless male favorites, and she even likes to seduce outstanding men to have fun with her.

Women despise and sneer at this, but many men yearn for it. It is extremely beautiful to be able to have a one-night dewy marriage with such a beautiful woman.

Chu Muyu secretly groaned, the name of Wanjian Shenzong could not deter Yun Meier, and the more incense he inhaled, the hotter his body became, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

From Yun Meier's point of view, the young man on the bed's loose black hair was wet with sweat, his face was flushed, his peach eyes were gradually fascinated, and he had an indescribable charm.

She also gradually felt empty in her body, and her body softened.

Chu Muyu was miserable. Could it be that his innocence is going to be buried here today?

Fortunately, God still favored him, and there was an anxious voice from outside the palace gate, it was a maid outside the palace.

"Hall Master! Many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are here!"

Yun Meier's complexion changed, and with a wave of her hand, the door was opened, and a maid in a peach blossom dress walked in quickly, "Hall Master, they said outside the hall that we should hand over people, otherwise they will beat us here!"

Yun Meier did not expect to come to the door so quickly, "How many people are here?"

"There are roughly fifteen or six people, and there is also a leading elder."

Yun Meier turned her head and glanced at Chu Muyu, her expression fluctuated, and finally she gritted her teeth, "I'll go out and have a look, you stay here and help me guard."

After speaking, he picked up the coat hanging on the screen and put it on, and walked out of the hall quickly.

Chu Muyu only felt that his body was getting hotter, and the red gauze curtain he saw in his eyes was full of prostitution, which made him wish he could move.

Just when his consciousness was fading, he heard a timid "Young Master" next to his ear, and he turned his eyes to look.

The maid knelt by the couch, her expression tense and anxious, she held a black pill in her hand, "My lord, this is the antidote, take it and you can leave here."

Chu Muyu looked at her: "You...why do you help me?"

The maid looked at his blushing face and blushed, avoiding her eyes: "My lord, you fell on the side of the road before, and the palace lord saw your appearance... your appearance was peerless, so she came up with a thought and brought you here in a coma. I feed you the 'Xiangwan'."

"I didn't lie to you, this is the antidote, if you don't take it quickly, there will be sequelae."

She raised her hand a little higher.

Chu Muyu thought about it a few times, this little maid should not have lied, but she is Yun Meier's subordinate, how could she come to help him?

With a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Chu Muyu took the pill and swallowed it with his head up. After a few tens of breaths, he felt the heat in his body slowly subside. Although his body was still weak, he could already move.

"Thank you."

Chu Muyu sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, got out of bed, and planned to leave, but the maid didn't intend to stop her.

Chu Muyu straightened her loose clothes, "Aren't you going to stop me?"

The maid shook her head: "No, son, let's go this way, there is a secret way out at the back of the palace, you can meet the palace master if you go out directly from the outside."

Chu Muyu took another look at her. Although the young girl's appearance was not as good as Yun Meier's, she had delicate and pleasant features. When she looked at him, there was unconcealable admiration in her eyes.

Chu Muyu pursed her lips, and only said, "...Thank you."

"No need...Young master, be more careful."

Walking along the secret path pointed by the maid, Chu Muyu walked unhappily, his footsteps were a little weak, he walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally reached the outside.

Different from the fragrance in the hall and the darkness in the secret passage, once you go out, the daylight shines on your face and you feel warm and clear, and Chu Muyu feels that she has a little more strength.

He was still carrying the injuries he suffered before, worried that Yun Meier would catch up, took out a jade tube from the storage ring, poured a little energy into it, and in the next second, an anxious voice came from inside .

"Brother, are you alright?!"

Chu Muyu: "I'm fine, where are you now?"

"Eldest senior brother, we are outside that Yun Meier's palace right now. She said she hadn't seen you, but we almost had you here. I'll ask others to stabilize her first, and I'll come find you right away."

The jade tube can convey the specific location of the two parties.

Not a moment later, several hurried figures approached here.