"What do you mean by asking me?" Juehun mechanically tilted his neck, and the "clicking" sound of the dislocated joints was extremely obvious in the quiet night.
Ning Yujin looked at him worriedly, fearing that he would bend his neck if he used too much force.
But he suddenly smiled, with a cold and cold air: "Do you think you are safe if you let people hide under the lifting chair? Oh, the two people who sent you back were obviously lower than yesterday when they jumped up.
Sanchi, do you think I won’t know that you brought a helper back from Prince Ding’s Mansion?”
Come on, is this okay?!
Even though Xiao Hachi can breathe and shrink his bones, he can't hide his weight. The burden on the two shadow guards increases, and his movements will naturally become slower.
Ning Yujin was secretly annoyed at her miscalculation, but at the same time she wanted to scold her mother.
Who do you think would notice how high the shadow guard who sent her back flew? It was accurate to "three feet". His soul was either a human or a demon, right?
Just when I thought of this, I saw a dark shadow flash in the room, and a loud shout came from somewhere: "Bold maniac, let go of the third lady!"
Ning Yujin felt her eyes darken, and she couldn't help but said: "It's not your time to appear, why are you running out to join in the fun?"
108's murderous aura suddenly faded away, and he touched his head in embarrassment: "He already noticed me, I thought I could come out."
If it weren't for Jue Hun grabbing her, Ning Yujin would have thought she would have been so angry that she fell to the ground and died.
Juehun sneered, and Ning Yujin seemed to be able to hear the deep sarcasm in his tone: "What? Is this the kind of virtue the shadow guard of Prince Ding has?"
108 is definitely a child with a strong sense of collective honor. When he heard Juehun's taunt, he immediately drew his sword and said, "You will pay the price for your words!"
"Oh, you want to fight me?" Juehun pulled Ning Yujin to him, stretched out his hand and strangled her neck, "I want to see whether you are faster or I am faster!"
108's anger was extinguished by these words. Looking at Ning Yujin who was held hostage by Juehun, he was full of strength but couldn't find a way to use it.
He took a deep breath and said solemnly and seriously: "If you are a man, please let Miss Third go, let's fight one on one!"
After finishing speaking, there was no response from the other party for a long time. 108 was a little strange: "Are you willing to say something?"
"Ha, he has no time to talk to you now." Ning Yujin, who was being strangled by Juehun, suddenly chuckled. At such a critical moment, her tone was relaxed and cheerful.
"Why?" 108 was still a little confused and didn't understand the situation.
He looked up, and through the dim light coming from the window, he seemed to be able to see the ferocious face under the Juehun cloak.
Ning Yujin said to him: "Don't worry about him for now, come and help me quickly."
"Okay! Miss Third, please wait!" 108 set up their formation, held their weapons, and rushed toward them with a murderous look on their faces. Ning Yujin's eyebrows jumped in fright, and she quickly shouted to stop.
"No, no, no! He can't move right now, just come over here."
"He can't move?" 108 put away the knife with a puzzled face, and tentatively walked in front of them, one step at a time.
It wasn't until he stood still in front of Juehun that there was no reaction, that he was sure that Juehun really couldn't move!
"what happened to him?"
Ning Yujin smiled sheepishly: "Isn't he better than who can strike faster? Let's see if he strikes faster or I strike faster. Xiaoba, help me over!"
108 lifted Juehun's already stiff hand and carefully took out Ning Yujin, who was also stiff.
But when he moved her to the chair, he was really in trouble.
Ning Yujin now looks like a zombie. Except for the fact that her nose, eyes, and mouth can move, there is not a single twist in her body.
108 asked her: "Miss Third, why are you sitting down?"
"I have two silver needles on my knees. Just pull them out."
"Needle?!" 108 was surprised and immediately knelt down to look for it.
The silver needle was slender and not easy to find. He moved aside to let some of the moonlight shine in, and sure enough he saw a subtle glimmer of light on his knee.
At the same time, he also saw many such light spots in other places on Ning Yujin's body, all of which were the tails of silver needles!
"Third Miss, how could you become like this?" 108 quickly reached out to pull out the silver needles, but as soon as he pulled out two of them, Ning Yujin stopped him.
"Uncle, I finally made it, can you please don't destroy it for me?"
108 looked at her and was speechless for a long time.
Would anyone inject needles into themselves? Isn’t Miss Ning San being controlled by someone?
As soon as the silver needle on Ning Yujin's knee was taken out, she was able to move immediately. She bent her knees and sat down leisurely, her eyes fell on Juehun, who was wrapped in black, and she grinned: "Do you think I really have anything to do with you?"
Is there a solution?"
Of course, Juehun had no time to pay attention to her. He was using all his strength to break through the force that hindered his movement, and even the veins on his forehead were protruding.
Ning Yujin smiled again and said: "Don't bother, how can you break free when the silver needle is applied to me? As long as I don't move, you can't move at all. Don't forget, we both have the same fate.
"
When she said the last two words, her smile faded and she emphasized her tone heavily.
This time she was really grateful that they had the same fate. Last time she had a needle in her hand, but it was discovered before she could do anything to him. In a head-on fight with Juehun, she had no upper hand at all.
However, although she can't do anything to him, she can do anything to herself. How can they say that they have the same fate?
"Xiaoba, find a rope and tie him up! Today I will strip him naked and hang him on the city wall to open the eyes of the people of Shengjing City!"
Ning Yujin had just finished speaking excitedly, but there was a sudden pause at the end of her words, like a pause.
On the opposite side, Juehun's black cloak suddenly danced without wind, and the darkness was wrapped in coldness, rushing towards his face.
"Ning, jade, hibiscus."
He gritted his teeth and called her name for the first time. Every word was covered in frost, and the chill penetrated his bones.
Ning Yujin shuddered and her voice suddenly became softer: "Xiao Ba, please find a stronger rope."
Why does she always feel like a desperate spirit is about to pounce on her and tear her into pieces?
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
With the combination of acupuncture control and fate, she still believes in her own ability.
108 searched the room for a while, but couldn't find the rope, so he simply pulled off a piece of gauze and twisted it into a rope shape.
Ning Yujin was like guarding a prisoner, staring closely at Juehun, fearing that something might happen to him.
If a person like Juehun is given the slightest chance, he will definitely pounce viciously and bite you on the neck!
The atmosphere in the room became quiet for a moment, but suddenly a warm orange light swayed at the door.