Chapter 1277: Not As Good As Your Figure (1)
Yang Ruxin was startled; she hadn’t expected that woman to be so ruthless, to sever her own arm directly.
Meanwhile, a puff of black smoke appeared in the room, and then two shadowy figures came and took Mieko and Little Quan Jie away.
When the black smoke cleared, there was still a woman’s leg on the ground.
Glancing at the other severed arm on the ground, Yang Ruxin felt her stomach churning fiercely, but fortunately, she didn’t throw up.
"Xinxin, don’t look." Gu Qingheng was anxious, but he couldn’t do anything.
"How can I rescue you if I don’t look?" Yang Ruxin took a deep breath, went to pick the ring off the arm, saw a small protrusion on the back of the ring, pressed it, and a long spike shot out from the front. She then got up to the metal frame, found a small hole, and stabbed the spike into it.
A series of clicks sounded, and the shackles binding Gu Qingheng’s wrists and ankles opened.
Gu Qingheng didn’t say anything, he just embraced Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin wasn’t scared, just disgusted; now, held in Gu Qingheng’s arms, her heart also calmed down. She patted his back, "This isn’t a place to linger and talk, let’s get out first and then we can talk."
Gu Qingheng’s previous fear and anxiety dissipated after smelling the fragrance on Yang Ruxin’s body, and he nodded immediately, letting go of Yang Ruxin. However, upon seeing the people beside them, he suddenly turned Yang Ruxin’s face away: "Still, you can’t look."
Yang Ruxin chuckled and handed him a bottle: "There’s nothing to see, they don’t have your physique."
A smile tugged at Gu Qingheng’s lips: "I’ll let you look when we get back."