Chapter 1267: Chicken Blood (3)
These fishing nets were clearly made of special materials; ordinary weapons could not cut through them, and furthermore, the nets were barbed. Once ensnared, the more one struggled, the more grievous the injuries would become.
"Don’t move, I’ll find a way to rescue you," Yang Ruxin whispered in Gu Qingheng’s ear before slipping into the space.
Gu Qingheng’s eyes flickered and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.
Though the rest of the group found it odd that the young miss had suddenly disappeared, not a single one of them voiced their confusion.
Seeing that several people had surrendered without a fight, the red-clad man approached, "Wouldn’t it have been easier to just comply from the start?" Then, his gaze landed on Gu Qingheng’s face. At that moment, he became somewhat entranced. He had seen his fair share of beautiful women and handsome men, including a devilishly attractive man who had been captured during the Embroidered Ball event, which made one inherently cautious. But unlike that man, the beauty before him was so alluring that one couldn’t help wanting to touch and cherish it.
Yes, although they were both men, he found himself surprisingly captivated. Even though the other’s expression was as cold as ice, he felt a tickling sensation, like a feather brushing across his heart, making him uncomfortably itchy...
Yang Ruxin sat in the space, watching that red-clad devil fixate on her man, and immediately felt a wave of disgust. Damn it, he dared to covet her Ruxin’s man? She turned her head and glanced at the pile of game stored next to her, reached out to grab a wild chicken, and with a dagger, swiftly chopped off its neck. She collected a bowlful of blood and, with a thought, splashed it toward the red-clad man.