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Chapter 22: The Underground Palace

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    Why did you ask her?

    Zi Ning had no choice but to take his hand and raise it to the front as a signal.

    Yanji put his hand on her lips.

    The slender fingers were stretched out, and there were calluses on the inside of the finger pulp from holding the sword all the year round.

    He put his finger on her lips, touched it lightly, and pressed it against her ear and told her, "Say it."

    He's going to lip-read with his fingers.

    Zi Ning's ears were numb, and his lips were also numb after being caressed by him. In a scalding skull, the brain was burnt to a paste.

    She subconsciously listened to what he said, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she rubbed against his fingertips, as if kissing his fingers.

    It was so numb that her lips trembled, and she couldn't help sticking out her tongue to lick her lips.  But the tip of the tongue was not so flexible, and at the same time as it brushed his lips, he unconsciously licked his fingertips.

    Yanji suppressed the restlessness in his heart, he couldn't see or hear anything in the dark, and that little touch became the fuse that instantly detonated him.

    Want to kiss her.

    But no, she was talking to him in this way.

    Distracted from the feverish confusion, he could barely make out her lips, and every word she uttered seemed to be kissing his fingers.

    From this deliberate trick, he tasted the torment of asking for trouble.

    She was very smart, and she was afraid that he would not be able to tell the difference between long sentences and short sentences, with pauses in the middle, and the gap between the pauses made his blood rush.  Expected and feared.

    As if waiting for her to kiss him.

    She said: "Go forward and detoxify."

    Then, she added a title to him: "Master."

    Yan almost choked on cum.

    The word "Lord"is so annoying, so dreamy.

    It was a kiss through and through.

    Zi Ning let out a muffled snort.

    He suddenly pressed her lips quickly and hard, crushing her soft lips, almost hurting a bit.

    When his finger left, he scratched the corner of her mouth, and Zi Ning opened his mouth and let out a light gasp.

    The underground palace was so stuffy, she couldn't breathe.

    Yanji withdrew his hand and held her tightly again, sweating profusely.

    He almost lost control.

    Want to kiss her!  want to kiss her!

    The crow's sheath sword trembled in his hand, and seemed to growl silently, longing for blood.

    kill!

    Zi Ning felt that Yan Ji was angry.

    She leaned against his arm, feeling his heart beating extraordinarily fast, and his body temperature was hot.

    Yanji keenly followed the direction of the airflow, passed through one after another door, seemed to be restraining some emotions that were almost gushing, but there were already some invisible and dangerous things rising.

    At first he took her hand and walked faster and faster.  Zi Ning stumbled and couldn't keep up, so he hugged her and walked, hugging her in his arms, tightly against his ribs.

    The hem of his clothes fluttered, and the candles in the underground palace flickered. He held a sword in one hand, never evading, almost looking for it on purpose, and went straight to danger.

    Meet one, kill one.

    Zi Ning couldn't see the road or people clearly. He didn't know how many times he stepped on the sticky blood, and his shoes were soaked.

    Along the way, most of the underground palace was emptied.

    The Crow Sheath Sword has never been stained with blood, and at this time the blade is still white, shining silver light under the candle flame.

    Yanji hugged Zining's arm tightly, and tied her to him.

    Zi Ning silently calculated in his heart that the length and width of the underground palace along the way were similar to the shape of Taoyuan Village.

    Well, it's already halfway here.

    It should be near the end.

    In the next room, I met the agency.

    The candlelight was weak and the light was dim. Zi Ning's little vision made her feel like a mole, only blurred and blind.

    She grabbed the cloth around Yanji's waist and escaped a wave of arrows with him, passed through a falling knife gate, and was locked in this secret room together with him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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