The villain is above: the villain master's handbook

"Measure him."

Feng Lin ordered, and the two embroidered ladies hurriedly came up to Mu Lian.

They looked terrified, and finally stopped trembling after seeing Mu Lian's righteousness.

Mu Lian was surrounded by two embroiderers, who were gesturing on him with a soft ruler in their hands.

As thin as head and neck, as large as bust, waist and hips, they are all measured clearly.

Mu Lian didn't understand what Feng Lin was going to do.

"What are you doing?"

"Make clothes."

Mu Lian held back her anger, "I know it's clothes, what kind of clothes?"

Feng Lin pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Of course it's a wedding dress."

"You and your apprentice are similar in size, and if it is made in your size, it should be about the same."

Can you still be so perfunctory?

Mu Lian felt a little headache, but that wasn't the point.

The point is-

"Feng Lin! Stop making trouble, this deity will not let Han Zhou marry you. A twisted melon is not sweet, so don't think about it!"

"It doesn't matter, your thoughts are not important. I have to taste it myself to know whether the twisted melon is sweet or not. Besides, I don't care about whether it is sweet or not. To see Daoist Qingfeng in such a desperate state That's enough."

He doesn't like Mu Lian's cold and indifferent appearance, he just wants to see him show vivid emotions.

Otherwise, when did he, Feng Lin, feel so invisible?

Feng Lin still had that cynical and frivolous attitude, and what he said wanted people to strangle him immediately.

But Mu Lian knew that Feng Lin did this on purpose, if he was really angry, it would be as Feng Lin intended.

Mu Lian held her breath and let Xiu Niang measure his size before leaving.

Before leaving, Feng Lin wanted to take off the soft ruler in their hands.

"Your waist is only this small?"

Feng Lin looked at the node distance on the tape, feeling a little unbelievable.

Then, as if in disbelief, I tried it myself.

The soft ruler alternately held Mu Lian's waist, tightening his loose white robe, revealing his slender waist.

Feng Lin looked at the willow waist in front of him, and felt that the waist was so thin that he could hold it with both hands.

He has always been an actionist, so he thought so, so he did it.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he thought, the two hands were just enough to hold the slender waist, and it felt very good.

Further down is the hip circumference, which is a little wider than the waist circumference, and the arc is very beautiful and smooth.

He was eager to try again, but just as he moved his hand down a little, he was caught.

"It's enough……"

Mu Lian grabbed his hand with a dark face, with anger and puzzlement in her eyes.

"Since you said you want to marry Han Zhou, you have to be more reliable. Why do you marry him like this? Do you think this is a fun, fun and irresponsible thing?"

He said he wanted to marry Ye Hanzhou, but he was harassing him.

Not to mention his identity, how could he agree to this marriage with such an approach?

If Han Zhou married him, he would definitely suffer a lot of grievances.

It's like a farce, just to satisfy his own thoughts.

Feng Lin looked at Mu Lian's amber eyes filled with anger, and suddenly froze.

He did find it amusing.But now, it doesn't seem so interesting anymore.

"I haven't hurt him yet, are you so angry?"

Mu Lian: "You haven't married him yet, are you already thinking of hurting him?"

"In that case, why did you marry him? Do you regard this as a farce?"

Hearing Mu Lian's aggressive words, Feng Lin let go of the soft ruler and straightened up.

"I want to marry him, probably because I feel kind."

"This is a farce in the first place, and when to stop depends entirely on my mood. But... now that Daoist cares so much about getting angry, I feel that this wedding is imperative."

"The more you don't want to see it? The more I want to do it."

Feng Lin curled her lips and smiled viciously, rebellious and paranoid.

It's just that his eyes are extremely deep, and there is no smile.

Mu Lian knew that Feng Lin was such a person, and suddenly felt that there was nowhere to vent her anger.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows with some headaches, and drove away the guests mercilessly.

"Do you have anything else to do? Go out if you have nothing to do."

Feng Lin's face changed because of his indifferent appearance.

"Did I say that? Pay attention to your attitude. Now you are my prisoner, this is my territory, you have no right to leave, and you have no right to let me leave."

Feng Lin's eyes were cold, and he suddenly raised Mu Lian's chin, forcing him to raise his delicate face.

Looking at the cold and thin lips, Feng Lin was slightly stunned, and pinched Mu Lian's cheeks, forcing his lips to open.

"This is today's medicine. I hope you will have the consciousness of being a prisoner in the future."

He took out a spirit suppressing pill and forced it into Mu Lian's mouth.

After watching Mu Lian swallow, she let go of her hand and left the room.

There are two red marks on Mu Lian's cheeks, which are the marks left by being pinched.

It could be seen that Feng Lin seemed really angry.

Heh, why is he angry?

You are such a person, aren't you happy when others say it?

Mu Lian sneered, and thinking about the wedding he mentioned, suddenly felt a little dizzy.

I hope that Ye Hanzhou will not be so stupid, so stupid as to come to rescue him alone.

Otherwise, he would have fallen into Feng Lin's trap, as he wanted.

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At the same time, the Wangchuan Sect was thousands of miles away.

"Sect Master, is there still no news from Master?"

Taoist Ziyun shook his head and said: "Not yet. The ghost clan has been very hidden recently, and there is no sign of any activity. We can only check the cities one by one. In fact, the deity is more inclined. They are hiding in a hidden forest somewhere, but the strength of the search If it gets bigger, there will be no results in the short term.”

Ye Hanzhou frowned, anxious.

At this time, it has been two days since Master was taken away, who knows what Feng Lin will do to Master?

Feng Lin's personality, after getting along with her a few times, gave people the impression that she was frivolous and dissolute.

If Feng Lin defiles the master that even he is reluctant to touch...

Ye Hanzhou didn't dare to continue to think about such a result, so he just resigned with red eyes.

After leaving the main hall of the sect, he left the Wangchuan Sect directly, and Yu Jian flew to the south.

In the past two days, he has searched many places, but naturally found nothing.

But he has no choice but to keep looking for it to bring him a glimmer of hope.

He decided to keep looking until he got news of Mu Lian.

Otherwise, he will never stop.

After searching day after day, he has visited more places these days than all the places he has visited in the past ten years combined.

Every day he came back disappointed, and the longer Mu Lian was taken away, the more gloom in his heart became heavier.

On the seventh day when Mu Lian was taken away, when he thought that this day would be nothing like before, he received a letter.

The content of the letter is to let him go to a certain place alone.

If he breaks his promise, then the last thing he wants to see will happen.