Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Accompanied by her movements, the sound of clattering iron chains sounded, and a creaking sound was made on the blue brick wall.

Zhu Yi took a few seconds to realize that he should be in the dungeon.

Before long, the door opened.

The footsteps came from far to near, neither hurried nor slow.

Zhu Yi had listened to this voice for more than half a year, and to her, it was all too familiar.

She pulled out a smile. Although her hair was messy, she didn't look embarrassed.

"Since General Yun has caught me, why do you keep covering up like this and dare not let me see you?"

There was a slight sigh in his ear, and then, a light suddenly appeared in front of him, and it took a long time for Zhu Yi to relax before he could see the face of the person in front of him.

Unlike before.

Even if she did it better before, he wouldn't be really angry.

But now, there is a strong sense of coldness and indifference in those dark eyes like the night.

Zhu Yi knew that he was really heartbroken.

Two slender fingers pinched her chin, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.

"Who ordered you to come?"

The voice was word by word, without waves, but it was like a sharp sword, inserted into her heart, and it was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

She raised her eyes and wanted to reach out and touch the familiar face again, but was blocked by the chain.

"What did I say, what if I didn't say it? With the intelligence of General Yun, how could he not be able to guess who was behind the scenes? Anyway, he couldn't escape death, so you can do it."

The force of pinching on the lower jaw suddenly increased, Yun Lie got closer, his eyes narrowed slightly, with awe-inspiring murderous aura, and his voice was low.

"What benefit did King Jing give you, and you are willing to die for him?"

Zhu Yi smiled.

She gave up the task for him and turned to kill for protection, which made King Jing suspicious.

If she can get out alive from here, King Jing will definitely not let her live.

Rather than being the soul of someone else's sword, it is better to die in his hands, at least willingly.

"Who am I willing to die for, and what does it have to do with General Yun? Is it possible that you are sincere to me? Oh, I think General Yun should understand that I only want to kill you when I approach you, and everything is fake. .

I won't like you, and I won't die for you. "

Yun Lie's complexion was terrifyingly gloomy, and the cold air around him overflowed, causing the temperature in the dungeon to drop a few degrees.

"I won't like you, and I won't die for you..."

Her words kept echoing in his ears, and his anger was like a flood that burst a dike, rushing up and breaking his last calm.

How could she say such a thing after having known each other for so long...

Doesn't she have a little, a little bit of temptation...

Damn, how could she not like it, how could...

Is it...

Yun Lie's fingertips trembled slightly, looking at the girl's calm eyes.

"Do you like him?"

Zhu Yi was slightly startled, not understanding the meaning of his words at first. After thinking about it carefully, I understood.

She nodded, "I like it."

Since he thought she liked King Jing, so be it.

At least after her death, he won't be attached to her either.

Zhu Yi smiled lightly, with a resolute look on his face, but there was a shallow tenderness in his eyes.

He asked this question, does it mean that he is very concerned about this matter.

Or, in his heart, has her place?

enough.

that's enough.

This time, I really have no regrets.

Yun Lie's heart froze.

He's seen her flirtatious and seductive look, how she's laughing, and how she's succeeded in her tricks.