"Pour a cup of tea."

Zheng Yanmu shook the copper bell in his hand, and while waiting, he dug out the ledger and made an abacus.

Li Ruoshui came over with his eyes fixed, and stiffly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zheng Yanmu, but when he reached out to take it, he shook and splashed his face.

"you!"

Zheng Yanmu stared at her with wide eyes, but Li Ruoshui still stared blankly, as if there was no sign of waking up.

"In the end, it is controlled, and the hands and feet are stiff."

He wiped his face and returned to his fake gentleman appearance.

There was a bird chirping in the distance outside, Zheng Yanmu put away the account book, and waited intently for the arrival of Lu Chi.

The wound on his right shoulder is still painful, how could he let him go like this?

The door was slammed open, and Zheng Yanmu and Lu Feiyue, who had a leisurely look, met their gazes.

"why you!"

Zheng Yanmu stood up, frowned and picked up the sword on the table to confront Lu Feiyue, while Li Ruoshui stood aside with an empty teacup and said nothing.

Lu Feiyue took a careful look at Li Ruoshui, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that she had nothing to do with her.

She turned to look at Zheng Yanmu, and glanced at the furnishings behind him.

"I didn't expect that it was the eldest son of the Zheng family who was arrested."

Lu Feiyue kept looking at Li Ruoshui when she spoke, but she didn't react at all, just stared blankly at the ground.

Could something go wrong?

"Weak water, weak water?"

Lu Feiyue tried to call out a few times, but Li Ruoshui didn't respond at all, like a puppet who lost his soul.

Zheng Yanmu had an injury on his right shoulder. If there was a fight, he might be down. He suddenly thought of something, stepped back and handed the sword to Li Ruoshui.

"Knock her out."

In Zheng Yanmu's eyes, Li Ruoshui was the Zheng's mansion who recruited herself through martial arts, and her family also said that she was good at kung fu, and she defeated many talents to get the first place.

He didn't think that Li Ruoshui was the kind of person who had a punch and a leg.

The copper bell rang softly, Li Ruoshui clenched the sword in his hand and attacked Lu Feiyue without hesitation.

Lu Feiyue knew that Li Ruoshui didn't know martial arts, and thought to herself that she was probably under control, and she didn't dare to draw the gilded sword in her hand, so she could only avoid it temporarily.

When she turned around, the sword in Li Ruoshui's hand suddenly reversed, cutting the corner of her skirt.

This move was very weird, and it made her think of Lu Zhi all of a sudden, and his sword move was so unreasonable.

Although Li Ruoshui was not strong enough, he was very skilled. Lu Feiyue didn't dare to be careless, so he had to pull out the gilded sword to fight.

Zheng Yanmu watched happily from the side, applauded for them unconsciously, and rang the copper bell along the way.

"Okay, I like watching this kind of scene the most, let's play more lively!"

Lu Feiyue was at ease with her originally, but at this time Li Ruoshui accelerated the offensive. She had to take the move and prevent her from hurting her, so the sword dance became a bit chaotic.

Just as they were fighting, a sharp bird chirping suddenly sounded outside the door, but it was suddenly silent halfway through, as if it had been forcibly cut off.

Lu Feiyue was distracted by the sound, and her blade became a little more anxious. She accidentally shook Li Ruoshui's sword away and slashed straight at her arm.

The gilt sword was sharp and heavy, but halfway through, a thin sword stopped the attack.

"You have to hold your sword at all times, have you forgotten?"

This thin sword with cracked lines seemed to turn gently, but Lu Feiyue knocked her gilt sword to the ground with a force that Lu Feiyue couldn't resist.

Lu Zhiyao drew his sword into the sheath, and seemed to be in a good mood.

He raised his hand and touched Li Ruoshui's wrist, wanting to check whether she was injured or not. He was fine all the way, but when he touched her upper arm, he felt a reflexive muscle tremor.

"What's wrong here?"

Without answering, he heard a sound, but tilted his head slightly, but did not let go of her hand.

The sharp sword cut through the corner of his clothes and drew a bloodstain on his right arm.

Lu Zhiyao didn't care about the wound, he turned his hand and pressed her wrist, the pulse was steady and not a little unusual.

Seeing that he had some doubts, Lu Feiyue opened her mouth to explain to him.

"Master Lu, I think Ruo Shui's expression is wrong, as if he is being controlled by something."

Lu Zhiyao raised his brows and raised the corners of his lips slightly, showing a bit of interest.

"There is such a thing?"

He turned his head to face Zheng Yanmu, the broken hair fell gently on his eyes, looking extremely gentle.

"Can you tell me how to do it? Or do you also make dolls?"

Zheng Yanmu looked solemn and took a step back subconsciously.

Many of the experts he had sent before were lost to him, and he couldn't take it lightly.

"You'd better not act rashly. She is poisoned. If she doesn't get rid of it earlier, she will be poisoned and foolish one day, and she will never be rescued."

Lu Zhiyao restrained Li Ruoshui's hand, and when he heard this, his smile narrowed a little, and he caught her pulse again.

There was no sign of poisoning, but perhaps he was incapable of seeing the problem.

"What are you doing to lure me here?"

Li Ruoshui still wanted to attack Lu Feiyue tirelessly, Lu Zhizhi frowned and simply held her in his arms.

"There are outsiders now, but it's hard to say." Zheng Yanmu looked at Lu Feiyue who was standing aside, feeling that he had the right to speak.

"This Lu Zhukuai frequently ruins our good deeds. Why don't you kill her, we'll go into details."

Lu Zhiyao pondered for a while. Killing Lu Feiyue was easy, but if Li Ruoshui asked about it when he woke up, it would be a little difficult.

After all, he doesn't like to lie. Once she asks, he won't hide it.

"It's kind of hard to do."

Lu Zhizhi let go of Li Ruoshui and slowly approached Lu Feiyue. He slightly hooked his lips and said apologetically, "Sorry."

"Master Lu, we should join forces to defeat them..."

Lu Feiyue's eyes widened, and just as he was about to draw a knife to deal with it, he raised his hand and knocked him unconscious.

"She's just a small catcher, and this is your territory. Even if she identifies you, few people will believe it, why don't you forget it?"

When he turned around again, Li Ruoshui had already walked to Zheng Yanmu's side and stood up obediently.

Lu Zhiyao closed his eyes lightly and smiled softly, but his tone was not so soft.

"I just gave up the idea of ​​making her a puppet this morning, but now you are hooked up again."

Zheng Yanmu thought he had the life-saving talisman, moved his aching right shoulder, and pushed Li Ruoshui in front of him.

"I just wanted you to do things for us, so I used some small tricks." He smiled and took out the thin whip: "Before I take you back, I still want to take revenge."

"This whip is made of beef tendon, so it won't hurt anyone, but the bruises it pulls out will last for a long time. It looks soft and the whipping taste is not ordinary. She has tried it before."

Zheng Yanmu looked at Li Ruoshui and moved the bell calmly: "How do you feel?"

"pain."

This is the first word Lu Zhi has heard her say so far.

His eyelashes moved slightly, the smile on his lips remained unchanged, and he whispered, "It turns out that you were injured."

"Before in the dark room, you almost stabbed me between the foreheads and injured my right shoulder. I can't use swords anymore in the near future. I can't bear this debt."

Lu Zhiyao stood quietly and waited for his next sentence.

"—It's better, let her take revenge for me. I like to watch people who love each other hurt each other."

Zheng Yanmu smiled elegantly, put the thin whip in Li Ruoshui's hand, and moved the bell again.

"Pick me hard."

After a moment of silence, the whip came through the air and hit Lu Zhiyao without stagnation.

Lu Zhiyao still looked like that gentle smile, making it hard to fathom what he was thinking.

"You don't scream?" Zheng Yanmu looked at his performance and couldn't help laughing a few times: "Think I'll let you go? Fight hard!"

The whip hit him again and again, pulling up the hair that had slipped in front of him, and ripping his robes apart.

He stood in front of her like a slave flogged by his master.

The sound of the whip on Lu Zhiyao became louder and louder, Zheng Yanmu noticed that Lu Zhiyao's hands were shaking slightly, thinking he was afraid.

"Forgive something. It's better to call out when it hurts. Why try to be brave. Ask him if it hurts or not."

After receiving Zheng Yanmu's message, Li Ruoshui slapped harder with a dull eye, and the questioning voice didn't fluctuate much.

"Does it hurt……"

"Why does it hurt?"

There were a few satisfied chuckles in the room, and Lu Zhi's lips curled up, letting her beat herself, her raised hand trembled a little.

"I can't be happy enough."

Being hurt by Li Ruoshui has always been his highest pleasure.

Transferring all her pain to himself, receiving everything from her, the joy from the depths of his soul has always been irresistible to him.

"Isn't this love?"

He "looked" at Zheng Yanmu and smiled softly, as if he wanted him to agree with his ideas, more like thanking him.

"If it were on weekdays, she would definitely not be willing to love me like this. Thank you very much."

The thin whip swung wildly, and occasionally he blocked it back when it was about to rub against his cheek.

"It doesn't look good if you hurt your face. You care so much about the skin, and I have to protect it."

Zheng Yanmu stared at him with wide eyes and couldn't help but take a step back.

He thought he was an abnormal person, but he didn't expect that there was such a twisted person as Lu Zhiyuan.

Who likes to be beaten?

"Wait, I'll take you to the base camp in Cangzhou later. If you want an antidote, you'd better listen to us. If something goes wrong, Li Ruoshui will be the first to suffer."

Zheng Yanmu tried to use harsh words to ease the impact just now.

[The protection is completed, the consciousness of the host has been awakened, and the strategy ability has returned to the normal level. 】

With a dizzy head, Li Ruoshui, who was pumping, staggered for a while, and then his hands moved involuntarily.

She looked at her hands, and then looked at the gluttonous Lu Kao, her eyes widening as never before.

What's the situation now?

Isn't she protected, why can't she control her body?

If the fight goes on like this, the favorability she mentioned before will all be lost!

[The awakening of the host's consciousness means the protection is successful, and the host is requested to make persistent efforts. 】

what the hell!

This system is really too much!

It didn't help anything, why would you call yourself a HE system?

Li Ruoshui only felt a pain in his heart as his hands kept pumping the distance. On the one hand, it was because of the distance, and on the other hand, it was because of the goodwill she had managed to build up.

Lu Zhiyao, who was on the rise, ignored Zheng Yanmu's words, and instead turned from the excitement at the beginning to the frown now.

Li Ruoshui felt that it was very bad, it must be because his favorability dropped!

"Sure enough, being a doll is still a little inconvenient."

Lu Zhizhi slowly walked forward along the whip, accurately grabbed Li Ruoshui's wrist, rubbed the Buddha beads on her wrist bone a few times, and then reached out and pressed her arm.

The continuous movements had already made Li Ruoshui's muscles stiff, but because of the order, she had to continue to fight.

"You can't even talk about pain, what's the point?"

He kneaded Li Ruoshui's stiff right arm, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

In fact, Li Ruoshui is indeed a lot more comfortable, and there is always an illusion that his right hand is kept.

Lu Zhiyao simply surrounded Li Ruoshui, restrained her movements, and tilted his head to "look" at Zheng Yanmu.

Although the smile was warm, it somehow gave Zheng Yanmu a sense of oppression.

"Although I want to thank you for letting her love me, I still have to settle the account. For example, you seem to have hit her before."

Li Ruo was sluggish on the water, but the chickens were already pecking at the rice inside.

She is now limited by Gu worms and can't do anything, but she can't help but repay her revenge.

"Since your right arm was injured by me, you should use your left hand."

He pulled out the dagger with a smile and walked towards him quite leisurely.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zheng Yanmu took out a dark whistle and blew it hard, the birds chirped frequently, but there was no movement outside the house.

"Since I can come in, do you think there are people left outside the house?"

Lu Zhiyao leaned over and pressed Zheng Yanmu's injured right shoulder, slowly increasing the force, making his face pale in pain.

"It doesn't hurt, just a moment, soon."

The pitch-black dagger was inserted into Zheng Yanmu's left shoulder and slowly penetrated, causing his eyes to crack with pain.

"You like to see people in pain, and it just so happens that this is my hobby too."

Warm blood flowed out of Lu Zhi's fingers, he pursed his lips and smiled, his eyebrows became softer.

"If you didn't want you to take me to detoxify, it's time to slowly crush your throat bone now."

He turned to face Li Ruoshui, like a child asking for praise.

"How, relieved?"

This is more than a relief, it's simply annoyance for her.

What she thought was to whip a few whips back, but Lu Zhiyao's shot was to abolish his left arm.

She couldn't help but worry, if he later found out that he was doing this just to go home, would he dismember her.

"Forget it, you didn't realize it."

Lu Zhiyao sighed softly, smiled and lifted Zheng Yanmu, and took the copper bell from behind him.

"Can you take us to your organization now?"

Li Ruoshui: ...

She guessed that Zheng Yanmu, who was lifted up, must be cursing in her heart.