Capítulo 42: Master

Zhu Zhuqing was a little dazed. Her little head, which was in despair and wanted to commit suicide, seemed to be almost shut down by Fang Yuan's words at this moment.

My sister didn't want to kill me, but she deliberately wanted to let me go?!

How could it be, she was obviously chasing and killing me, and she was clearly chasing me so hard all the way, and even severely injured me.

Dozens of people pursued him, and the wound left by Zhu Zhuyun was still painful.

Zhu Zhuqing kept explaining in her mind, but the more she explained, the more enlightened she became.

Fang Yuan was right, her sister actually didn't want to arrest her at all!

The gap between the soul sect and the great soul master seems to be only ten or twenty levels apart, but the gap is like a three-tomoe Sharingan and a Mangekyou!

It doesn't seem like much, but it's a lot.

Three-tomoe Sharingan's victory over the Mangekyou is undoubtedly a joke, and the great soul master's desire to escape from the hands of the soul sect is even more of a joke!

Not to mention that the one who came to pursue her was not just her sister, a soul sect, but a pursuit team composed of more than a dozen soul masters and soul sects!

And such a team, when chasing her, was repeatedly thrown off the trail by her, losing troops and losing generals.

is it possible?

Zhu Zhuqing's lips trembled, she looked at the unconscious Zhu Zhuyun and felt her throat start to feel sore and astringent as if a knife had been cut across it.

"Sister, sister..."

She understood.

The reason why she has been able to escape here is purely because her elder sister also hopes that she can escape from that family, and hopes that she can grasp that glimmer of hope!

But now, the two sisters have become prisoners at the same time!

The evil soul master kills without blinking an eye, and she saw the fate of those Zhu family law enforcement officers just now, but at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Fang Yuan who was about to lift Zhu Zhuyun's chin, and her delicate body trembled suddenly.

"No!"

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head, his fair neck was like a swan's neck.

She looked at Fang Yuan and hurriedly said: "She, she is the fiancée of the current eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire. If you touch her, the eldest prince will not let you go!"

"Oh?" Fang Yuan turned his head and looked at Zhu Zhuqing: "You don't seem to understand your current situation, Zhu's fugitive."

"This is the Star Dou Forest, not the Star Luo Empire. An ant or a young lady died here, there is no difference because no one will know."

"And..."

Fang Yuan grabbed Zhu Zhuyun's hair and lifted his delicate face.

The lighting in the carriage was not bright, and the pair of scarlet Sharingan eyes looked extremely strange in this environment.

His slender palm was pressed against Zhu Zhuyun's fair neck, and the light red soul power covered it lightly, like a sharp blade, slightly scratching the fair skin.

The bright red blood seeped out, Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank, twisted his bound body, and hurriedly crawled towards Fang Yuan.

"No! No!"

"Please, please don't hurt my sister."

Zhu Zhuqing trembled, she kept shaking her head and begged: "I'll give you whatever you want, don't hurt my sister, please!"

Zhu Zhuyun sent her away from Star Luo with such painstaking efforts, just to let her escape from that prison-like family, just to let her escape from that locked-up fate.

But at this moment, how could Zhu Zhuqing look at her elder sister who was thinking of her well-being, dying in front of her eyes like this?

"Please..."

Fang Yuan looked at Zhu Zhuqing, whose eyes were full of tears and pleading, without the slightest softness in his heart, instead, there was a flash of inexplicable pleasure.

It's an amazing feeling, really amazing.

It's not like the crazy desire to vent lust in the capital of killing, nor is it like the slow development of love that warms the body and mind.

It's a very special feeling.

It's...intoxicating!

Fang Yuan stopped the movements of his hands and restrained the soul power at his fingertips: "It's not impossible for me to let your sister go."

"I said, as long as you can let my sister go, you can do anything!" Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and said.

Her sister's life was at stake, and besides, she is now Fang Yuan's prisoner, and she doesn't think that she has the capital to negotiate terms.

The only chance is to catch Fang Yuan's slightly loose heart!

"Really?"

Fang Yuan put down Zhu Zhuyun, grinned, turned around, and stretched out his hand, lifting Zhu Zhuqing's chin.

"You have a kind heart as a younger sister, and you have a good face and figure. That's fine. If you are willing to be my little maid and serve me personally, I won't kill your sister, how about it?"

Zhu Zhuqing was startled and broke away from Fang Yuan's hand, but he didn't dare.

She turned her head to look at the unconscious Zhu Zhuyun and looked at the wound on the white neck, her eyes were full of firmness, and she nodded to Fang Yuan.

"So, you agreed?" Fang Yuan smiled.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and nodded.

She Zhu Zhuqing has always been a strong character, otherwise, she would not have left the family alone and fled here from the distant Star Luo.

It would be fine if she didn't know, but now she knows, she knows how much hard work her sister has put in to help her and enable her to escape from that family.

She wants to do something for her sister too, even if it costs a lot!

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite!"

Fang Yuan smiled and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with blood-red eyes: "Since you are willing to be a slave, then relax. I will use my martial soul's special ability to plant a spiritual seed in your sea of consciousness."

"Once this seed falls, you will succumb to me and be at my mercy. If you want to repent, it's still too late."

Zhu Zhuqing trembled, thinking of the scene of being enslaved by the young man in front of her in the future, as a slave and a servant girl, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in her eyes.

But she had no choice, at the moment she and Zhu Zhuyun were prisoners, in fact, there was not much difference between agreeing and not agreeing.

If she agrees, her sister can still escape. If she doesn't agree...

"Come on!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes rolled down with tears, and she looked toward Fang Yuan.

Looking at each other, the scarlet three-goal jade writing wheel eyes kept turning, growing bigger in front of Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and finally left a deep imprint in her mind that couldn't be undone.

After a while, Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes and found that the binding ropes on his hands and feet had been untied by Nightingale.

She glanced at Nightingale at the side in some confusion, then at Zhu Zhuyun beside her who was safe and still in a coma, and finally looked at Fang Yuan who was sitting on the main seat.

Zhu Zhuqing knelt on the ground and lowered her head towards Fang Yuan, his soft voice echoed in the carriage.

"Master...Master..."