It's quiet at night.

In the city, in an inn in the western suburbs.

Ling'er was busy tidying up the room. After finishing everything, she sat at the table and looked out the dark window with some boredom.

It's getting late, why hasn't the saint come back yet?

Ling'er blinked, a little curious, but also a little sad.

She has been with the Saint since she was a child, and has been almost inseparable these years, except for the time before...

In order to assassinate Lin Hengzhong, the Saint disguised her identity and sneaked into Prince Lin's Mansion. This was the only time she was separated from the Saint. And the Saint had treated her like a sister over the years and had never hidden anything from her.

But they have never been to Xunyang City before, and they have never heard that the Saint has any friends in Xunyang City. So where did the Saint go tonight?

Why don't you come back so late?

Thinking of this, Linger felt a little worried.

The Saint and the Grand Elder have always been at odds with each other. If it hadn't been for the leader's intervention in recent years, which strictly prohibited the members of the sect from fighting among themselves, the Saint and the Grand Elder would have fought to the death.

But even so, the relationship between the Saint and the Great Elder is still on fire.

Thinking of this, Ling'er couldn't sit still. When he was about to get up, footsteps came from outside the inn room.

"Deng Deng stare!"

It seems to be stepped on very hard.

Ling'er turned around subconsciously and soon saw the familiar figure in red appearing outside the door of the room.

She immediately stood up in surprise: "Holy girl, are you back?!"

Ling'er warmly stood up and stepped forward to greet her, but as soon as she got closer, she realized something was wrong: "Saintess, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Ling'er notice that the expression on the saint's face was not right.

In the dim room, Liu Su stepped into the room.

A cold and beautiful face was filled with coldness and expressionless. Especially those eyes, which had a real dangerous aura, which made Ling'er subconsciously afraid.

Saint, what's going on?

Went out for a trip, what happened?

Ling'er subconsciously looked at the saint, but saw that the saint was filled with an indifferent murderous aura, which made people feel chilly in their hearts.

"Holy, holy lady?!"

Linger became more and more uneasy, "You, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Liu Su's face was expressionless, and her face was covered with frost. Su's hands under her sleeves were squeezed tightly, as if she took a deep breath, loosened and clenched again.

"fine."

She spoke coldly.

The tone is very serious.

But, how does it look like nothing is wrong?

"Saint..."

Ling'er wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Liu Su: "I'm tired and want to rest."

Ling'er was worried and nervous, but when she heard what the saint said, she could only suppress her worries for the time being: "Then, saint, you have a good rest."

"If you have any instructions, please call Linger at any time?"

Liu Su remained expressionless and did not speak.

Ling'er left the room with uneasiness, closed the door, and stood outside the corridor, her little face still full of worry.

Holy girl, what's going on?

You went out for a trip, why are you so angry as if something happened?

Ever since she was a child, she has never seen the saint look so angry?

Ling'er carefully recalled that the saintly girl seemed to have always been mature and steady from childhood to greatness. She rarely had uncool reactions, let alone something as abnormal as tonight?

What's going on here?

…

inside the room.

Long after Ling'er left the room, Liu Su still stood there, motionless, like a statue.

What emerged in my mind was the scene I had seen and heard in that small courtyard before.

My heart felt like it was being pulled hard, it was extremely uncomfortable.

"That bastard..."

"Sure enough, I didn't let Xiaozhu go!"

Her voice was soft, but she gritted her teeth, and her pretty face covered with cold frost was full of anger.

She didn't even realize how angry she felt when she saw the scene of Lin Jiangnian and Xiaozhu hanging out in the courtyard.

Although she had known for a long time that it would only happen sooner or later... When she was still in Prince Lin's Mansion, that bastard had evil intentions towards Xiaozhu.

How could that guy endure having such a delicate and beautiful little maid by his side all day long?

Previously, practicing the Xuanyang Mind Technique limited his performance, but as the Xuanyang Mind Technique entered the first level and lost this last layer of restrictions, everything fell into place.

But even so, Liu Su was still very uncomfortable when she saw it with her own eyes.

She was so lost that she even forgot how she came back!

At this moment, in the room.

Liu Su took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down, feeling angry.

Which girl is he willing to sleep with, and what does it have to do with her?

They had no relationship in the first place, but they just... just slept together!

Nothing!

Liu Su bit her red lips tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.

Moreover, they are already clear!

Don’t owe each other!

That being the case, who would he want to sleep with, and why should she be angry?

What does it have to do with her?

yes!

Why be angry?

Thinking of this, Liu Su seemed to suddenly become enlightened, and her beautiful eyes looked out the window bitterly.

That heartless man will sleep with whomever he likes, and it is best to die on a woman's bed.

He can sleep to death!

…

On the outskirts of Xunyang City, in a desolate house that no one cares about.

The owner of this house is away from home all year round. The house is in disrepair and is overgrown with weeds.

There is a basement in the house.

In the dark and damp basement, a person was lying.

A figure dressed in brocade but extremely embarrassed.

After an unknown amount of time, the figure slowly opened his eyes.

"W-where is this?"

When he opened his eyes, he smelled the damp and moldy smell in the air, which made Wang Qin retching directly.

"vomit……"

After a period of nausea and retching, Wang Qin's thoughts gradually recovered.

"W-where is this?!"

"Come, is there someone coming?"

"Help, help..."

Wang Qin looked at the dark and dim environment around him with horrified eyes, feeling panic in his heart.

He clearly remembered that he was kidnapped by a woman on his way to Liuxiang Tower. After that, he lost consciousness and appeared here when he woke up.
To be continued...