mesbooks Chapter 573 Master
Chapter 573 Master
Lin Wanting had a graceful figure. As she walked to the bedside, a gleam of determination flashed in her eyes, and then she rushed straight towards He Yuzhu like a moth to a flame, with her lips slightly parted, obviously preparing to kiss him.
However, He Yuzhu reacted extremely quickly, as if he had expected it. He stretched out his arm quickly and stopped her accurately.
Then, He Yuzhu pressed her down on the bed gently but irresistibly.
Seeing this, Lin Wanting's anger suddenly grew even more intense.
She pursed her little mouth high in the air and muttered incessantly, mumbling to herself, like a little bird with its feathers standing on end, chirping angrily.
She waved her hands wildly in the air, as if she was trying to grab something to vent her anger; the sound of the wind created by her arms could be clearly heard.
He Yuzhu looked at her like this, his face full of helplessness. He sighed, turned around and got a tube of milk from the table beside him.
He leaned over and used both hands to force the milk tube into Lin Wanting's mouth.
"Gurgle, gurgle", accompanied by a few swallowing sounds, Lin Wanting drank half of the tube of milk under the influence of resistance and instinct.
Finally, the intense emotions subsided and she calmed down.
However, the taste of milk made her mouth feel a little uncomfortable, so she stood up angrily and walked quickly into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, the toothbrush was brushing back and forth in her mouth vigorously, making a "squeaking" sound, and the sound seemed to be an outlet for her dissatisfaction in her heart.
When she returned to the room again, she had lost her temper and became well-behaved.
She tiptoed to the bed, lay down quietly on one side of the bed, and stopped tossing and turning.
Her eyes were looking at the ceiling, and there was a complexity in her eyes, including grievance, unwillingness, and some indescribable emotions.
At this time, He Yuzhu finally had some free time to carefully look at the appearance of the two people.
Lin Wanting was born with a standard oval face and her fair skin seemed to be carved from mutton-fat jade, soft and delicate. Under the dim light in the room, it glowed with a soft luster and felt warm to the touch.
Her big watery eyes are like the twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and moving. There seem to be endless stories hidden in her eyes, and one glance can make people fall in love with them.
Under the high nose bridge, the cherry-like mouth is slightly upturned. Even though she is full of grievances at the moment, she cannot hide her stubbornness and playfulness. Every move she makes exudes seductive charm.
Looking at He Yuzhu himself, he is tall and straight, like a pine tree rooted in the ground, standing tall and unshakable.
He has thick and heroic eyebrows, deep and bright eyes, and clear-cut facial features, as if carved by a knife or an axe. The lines are hard, giving people a feeling of fortitude and courage.
He naturally exudes an innate dominance from head to toe, and people can feel his powerful aura without words.
At this moment, Lin Wanting sighed quietly, her voice as soft as a breeze that would dissipate if not carefully observed: "Three of my senior brothers have already reached the realm of transformation."
Hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he quickly asked, "Are they the two who just came?"
Lin Wanting nodded gently, her soft hair swaying, and then introduced:
"The older one is Brother Liang Feixing, and the younger one is Brother Wei Wuji."
After a pause, she seemed to remember something important and continued:
"In addition, our school also has our master and his son, Senior Brother Zhao Yaojie, who are also masters of Hua Jin."
After hearing this, He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded thoughtfully, and indicated that he understood.
He secretly pondered in his heart how powerful this force was. Every master of Hua Jin should not be underestimated, and the master behind them was an immeasurable force.
Then, he gently hugged Lin Wanting and said softly:
"Okay, stop thinking so much and go to bed early."
His voice was low and gentle, like a spring breeze, soothing people's hearts.
Just like that, the two of them slept in each other's arms, and gradually fell asleep in the quiet night.
In fact, before this, there had always been a faint but tenacious hope in Lin Wanting's heart, just like clinging to that unreachable light in the abyss of darkness.
Countless long nights, she lay in the silent cell, her lips trembling slightly as she prayed silently in her heart. The familiar figures of her master or fellow apprentices were repeatedly sketched in her mind, and she imagined them appearing before her like gods descending from the sky and bringing her out of this purgatory-like predicament.
The time she spent with her master in the past was like a warm fire, supporting her through every difficult day and night.
Unexpectedly, the gears of fate actually turned, and two powerful and well-known senior brothers in the sect, Liang Feixing and Wei Wuji, really came to rescue.
At that moment, tears of surprise and emotion flashed in her eyes. Her originally dim eyes were instantly lit up, as if she saw the dawn of light breaking through the darkness.
However, fate played a cruel joke at this moment, and the reality was very different from the original beautiful idea.
Senior Brother Liang Feixing and Senior Brother Wei Wuji were both under He Yuzhu's control at this moment!
This fact was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lin Wanting's heart hard, making her feel dizzy.
Before this, Lin Wanting had always firmly believed that as long as her master could arrive in time, with his extraordinary martial arts, he would be able to easily defeat He Yuzhu and rescue her.
In her heart, completing the task assigned by her master and returning safely to the master is the belief that comes first. Even though she has lost her virginity, it becomes less important in the face of this grand mission.
However, the nightmare-like situation before her made her feel like despair was overwhelming her.
If she fails to be rescued, she will probably become He Yuzhu's prisoner forever, trapped in this cage without seeing the sun.
Thinking of this, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. A sharp pain came over her, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.
Lin Wanting was lying on the bed, with thoughts in her mind like a surging tide, one after another, with all kinds of thoughts coming one after another.
Sometimes, I am overwhelmed by the kindness of my master in bringing me up and teaching me, the stern but caring eyes of my master, and the care and companionship of my fellow practitioners.
After a while, she thought of He Yuzhu's frightening strength. Every time they fought, she deeply realized the huge gap between herself and the opponent.
Then he was troubled by his current helpless predicament, as if he was trapped in an endless quagmire and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.
These chaotic and complicated thoughts lingered in her mind, like a dense tangled mess, tightly entangling her heart and making it impossible for her to fall asleep.
She tossed and turned in bed, and the originally smooth sheets were crumpled and wrinkled, just like her messy mood at the moment.
Time passed quietly, and the atmosphere in the quiet room was depressing and suffocating.
After an unknown amount of time, He Yuzhu began to snore softly. The steady and rhythmic snoring seemed particularly abrupt and clear in the almost dead silent room. Every sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lin Wanting's fragile nerves.
The more Lin Wanting thought about it, the more aggrieved and angry she felt. The resentment in her heart was like weeds after a long drought, growing wildly in the strong wind.
She suppressed her inner turmoil and carefully pulled out He Yuzhu's hand that was resting on her bosom. Her movements were as gentle as the softest spring breeze blowing through flower petals, for fear that she would wake up the sleeping "beast" beside her if she was not careful.
Then, she got out of bed barefoot and tiptoed. As soon as her feet touched the cold floor, they trembled slightly, and the chill instantly spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body. But at the moment, she was too determined to care about these things.
She tiptoed to the balcony. The moonlight, like water, shone through the window and onto her body, outlining a graceful yet somewhat sad figure for her.
She skillfully took out a small and exquisite dagger from the bottom of the flowerpot. The flowerpot was a hiding place she had carefully arranged when she first came here, and it carried her last hope.
It turned out that this was a secret weapon she had hidden in advance.
Although the dagger is not long, only the size of a palm, and looks inconspicuous, the blade is coated with a highly poisonous substance. The poison was secretly made by her master with countless efforts. It is extremely toxic. Once it pierces the human body, the poison will quickly spread along the blood. The consequences are disastrous and enough to kill a person instantly.
Lin Wanting held a dagger in her hand and walked slowly on the thick carpet, as lightly as a cat stalking in the dark night. She made almost no sound at all. She seemed to merge into the darkness and became a ghost of revenge.
After a while, she returned to the bed quietly. Her heart was beating violently in her chest, as if it was about to burst through her chest. The rapid beating sounded in her ears, almost covering up all the sounds around her.
Lin Wanting stared at the figure in front of her with his back to her - He Yuzhu.
She clenched her teeth, veins popped out on her forehead, her face was distorted with anger, shame and entanglement, and her eyes were flashing with determination and madness. At this moment, she had put life and death aside, and had only one thought in her mind: to seek justice for herself and her master, and to end this nightmare.
At this moment, the quiet night is like a huge piece of black silk, quietly wrapping everything around it.
Lin Wanting was hidden in the shadows, surrounded by thick darkness. Only the dagger in her hand flashed a cold light under the faint moonlight, like a dormant poisonous snake, waiting for its chance to strike.
Her hands were like two pairs of pliers, tightly gripping the handle of the knife. She used all her strength to raise the dagger high above her head.
The cold light of the blade was like a sharp lightning, cutting through the haziness of the night and illuminating her eyes that were filled with murderous intent. The chill in the eyes seemed to be able to freeze all the warmth in the world in an instant.
Time is like an old traveler, taking slow and heavy steps, passing by hard every minute and every second.
The dagger, which should have been wrapped in the breath of death and fell mercilessly, seemed to be held in the air by an invisible hand. No matter how Lin Wanting screamed and urged in her heart, it stubbornly hovered there and was unable to deliver the fatal blow.
After a long period of stalemate, her arms began to tremble slightly involuntarily, the trembling starting from her forearms and spreading all the way to her shoulders, just like the cold wind blowing through the treetops, rustling the branches and leaves.
At the same time, deep in her heart, she was experiencing a painful struggle like a storm. Two completely different emotions collided violently in the depths of her soul, causing her mind to be in chaos.
My thoughts are like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins, drifting uncontrollably back to yesterday.
It was a day she would never forget, a thrilling sexual experience that completely changed the trajectory of her destiny.
In her eyes, He Yuzhu at that time was like a ferocious beast running out from the ancient wilderness, exuding a terrifying aura.
Without mercy or hesitation, he used his great strength to brutally take away her most precious chastity.
At that moment, Lin Wanting felt that the whole world was spinning, and shame and anger were like a surging tide that instantly drowned her.
Her heart and eyes were filled with hatred towards He Yuzhu, and she wished she could tear the man in front of her into pieces to relieve the hatred in her heart.
But the gears of fate are turning quietly without us noticing.
At that seemingly humiliating moment, an unprecedented wonderful feeling, like a sudden flame, burned fiercely deep in her body.
That heat started from the most secret corner of my heart and climbed all the way up, as if it was going to break through the shackles of the body and soar into the sky.
From that moment on, the originally clear world gradually became blurred in her eyes, and everything changed quietly.
Once upon a time, she had a simple and firm belief, and was determined to complete the task assigned by the organization, and she did not hesitate to put He Yuzhu to death.
But now, this determination has unknowingly become no longer firm, like the ice that gradually melts under the warm spring sun, it is fragile.
Deep in her heart, a complex seed was quietly breaking through the ground, taking root and sprouting.
Now, whenever she secretly stared at the broad back of this man while He Yuzhu was not paying attention, an indescribable complex emotion would surge up from deep in her heart.
This kind of emotion was like a tangled mess, tightly entangling love, hatred, and emotions together, which could not be cut or sorted out. It made her deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate herself, and fell into deep struggle.
Women's minds have always been delicate and sensitive. They often have extremely complicated feelings towards the first man in their lives, especially a man like He Yuzhu who conquers them with absolutely powerful strength.