Zhao Ling had lived two eras, and had seen many handsome and outstanding men. Handsome men that also had beautiful features like women. Not to mention, she had seen quite a few since she came here. Duan Ning was like Lu Ziqing, gentle and refined like Xie Mingyu, all of them were handsome and outstanding men.
However, none of them was as beautiful as this Promise Sect leader.
That was right. Zhao Ling felt that it would be more appropriate to describe him with beauty. It was just that if a man was extremely beautiful, he would be too evil and would inevitably become a scourge. For this kind of man, Zhao Ling had always been grateful and insensitive.
The evildoer opened a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes slightly, gave Zhao Ling a condescending glance, frowned slightly, and his thin curved lips lightly opened. "Three Guardians, are you sure you didn't bring the wrong person? Meng Yuan would like this kind of thing?"
Hearing this, Zhao Ling's eyebrows knitted together and her mouth twitched in anger. How dare him called her a thing? In the eyes of this flower-like sect leader, she's such an unsightly thing, not even a human? But how was that her fault? Let them put you in the bilge for half a month, and try not to bathe or eat, and we would see how you would fare.
Zhao Ling raised her eyes and glared at him, but after seeing his almost perfect face and figure, she secretly sighed. Well, even so, maybe he won't be as embarrassed as she was now.
Wuhen bowed his body and replied: "Reporting to the sect leader, according to the observation of the subordinates and others, King Xuan has attached great importance to the protection of the eldest lady of the imperial palace, and paid great attention to it. Meng Yuan jumped down from the underground palace with Miss Zhao regardless of his body, which was enough to convince us about King Xuan's intentions."
Zhao Ling cursed secretly. It turned out that in the Sanskrit Forest, the fact that she would fall into the underground palace was the work of Wuji Sect. Promise teaching was really good.
"It seems that you have some ability to make Meng Yuan, who has always been cold-hearted and unfeminine, look at things differently." The evil-looking man snorted coldly, slowly walked down the steps of the bath, and stood in front of Zhao Ling. With a slender right hand raised, he used the index finger to lift her chin and turned her head sideways.
Zhao Ling's veil was ripped off by her after she got on the boat. The bilge was already stuffy, and if she was to still wear the veil, she wouldn't be able to get through with herrself.
"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect Meng Yuan's eyes to be so bad." After seeing the scar on the bottom of Zhao Ling's left face, the evildoer man's tone was disdainful. A few complicated expressions were also displayed in his eyes. Although it was short-lived, Zhao Ling could see that in addition to the disdain, there was some form of resentment mixed with it.
What was he so angry about? Zhao Ling thought curiously. Right now, she was really fed up with the disdainful look and arrogant comments of this monstrous man.
She raised her hand and swiped away the enchanting man's hand, and said coldly, "For the Promise Sect, I'm just a hostage. As for what kind of thing it is, it doesn't have anything to do with the sect master, does it?"
"Oooh, she has a temper." The evildoer man smiled evilly, took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, "Why do you like Meng Yuan?"
"I said, it has nothing to do with you." Zhao Ling still faced him calmly, with a light expression and a flat tone.
Does she like Meng Yuan and has something to do with him?
"It has nothing to do with me?" The evildoer man sneered, a wicked look flashing in his eyes, "That's why you don't understand the purpose of this lord bringing you here. It's all about Meng Yuan. This lord wants him to have no relatives and no love. , a lifetime of loneliness. Therefore, even if you marry him with the gift of the emperor, I will ruin the marriage contract between the two of you."
"You're going to kill me?" Zhao Ling frowned slightly, and asked in a puzzled way, "if that's the case, isn't it very simple? Why bother to bring me here?"
"Wouldn't it be cheap for me to kill you?" The evildoer man snorted coldly, "I want him to watch his beloved woman crumble under my glorious touch. To watch as your body fall under my feet, lusting for my affection. I don't know how that Meng Yuan will react when he would see this, but just imagine the scene. Will he go crazy after seeing you in my reigns?"
The enchanting man seems to have lusted after the situation he imagined, and his eyes gradually flashed with bloodthirsty excitement.
What a pervert! Zhao Ling thought regretfully. As expected, God is fair, and people who were too perfect tend to be flawed in certain aspects. The leader of the Wuji Sect, who even women felt ashamed in front of him, definitely had a mental problem.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ling interrupted his obscene thoughts, and said coldly, "Sect Leader, you think too much. First of all, the relationship between Meng Yuan and I is not as deep as you think, and I will never be with you. What are you even thinking about?"
Zhao Ling believed if he was to use force, she must have a way to protect herself.
The evildoer's eyes darkened, and the evil spirit's face suddenly became shadowy. "Miss Zhao, don't talk too much. Let's wait and see. I believe that Meng Yuan will come here to find you in about half a month, but during this period, I don't want to be seeing such a flawed face of yours all the time."
Seeing his constant wiping of his hands just now, Zhao Ling knew that this handsomely madman had a very serious cleanliness addiction. Now that he also mentioned it, she was not surprised.
The Wuji sect leader paused for a while, then he said to Wuhen, "Throw her into the Hundred Herbs Hall, and then hand over the place to Old Man Duan to take care. Let her stay there for the time being."