After hearing Yuzhu's impatient call, Su Zhen curled the corners of her lips, while the palace people looked back in surprise.

Xiao Chuhong looked at her with a solid appearance and smiled pamperedly.

It’s strange that the little monk Yuzhu doesn’t seem to be very different from what he saw before. He is really a child.

Su Zhen turned around, tilted her head and glanced up and down at Yuzhu, who was obviously hostile to her, "Little monk, it's quite strange to say. You hate me, and I don't like you either. But since your master threw you to me, I happened to owe him a favor. Just throwing you in the palace like this, it would be even worse for this young master's already disgrace.

But, it’s not impossible to discuss... I can help you unlock the ban. As for the power of your cultivation, it depends on your own thinking. But you have to promise me, and you must not escape! If you blink a few times, I will act like you agree and unlock it for you. If you don’t move, you can only stay with the old man next to me in this palace where the dragon and tiger den is dead."

"Hey hey! What are you talking about! Who is the old man? You are only eighteen years old! You and Xiao Mutou are old..."

Before the word "man" was released, Xiao Chuhong had already tapped the mute hole from behind him, and ended up with the same "end" as Yuzhu. He pointed at his mouth that could not be opened and glared at Xiao Chuhong. Without guessing, he knew that Gongzi Chuhong was scolding Xiao Chuhong again for not "respecting his teacher and respecting the way."

It’s not that Su Zhen doesn’t want to untie the ban for Yuzhu, but just when she was testing Yuzhu, she noticed that a force was resisting the input of her spiritual power, and even showed a tendency to rebound.

Because Yuzhu was banned, she kept trying to speak out, and her bulging cheeks became redder and redder. Finally, he compromised and blinked twice.

Su Zhen habitually pressed the back of her hand against her lips to hide her smile, her index finger and middle finger were put together, and a golden translucent talisman was drawn in the air, and then quickly pushed it to Yuzhu's forehead.

After the talisman entered the body, Yuzhu's body was slightly able to move, but because her body was unable to move for a short time, she was a little paralyzed and she did not stand firm for a while and fell straight to the ground.

The indescribable Gongzi Teng couldn't bear to look directly, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Yuzhu raised her head and faced her hands around her chest, smiling at Su Zhen, who looked embarrassed, couldn't help but grit her teeth, but her eyes were full of grievances. She looked like a little rabbit who was abandoned by her master and was "bullied" by a villain. I looked pitiful, and even the people in the palace who were in the "big dye vat" of the palace felt sympathy.

Su Zhen suddenly felt itchy in her throat, coughed twice in embarrassment, and half-squatted down and stretched out her hand at him, "Let's get up."

Looking at the sincere smile between Su Zhen’s eyebrows and eyes, Yuzhu turned her head proudly, “I don’t need your charity.”

Ignoring Su Zhen's outstretched hand, he stood up on his own, his agile black eyes turned, and while Su Zhen was not careful for a moment, he quickly used his light skills to run out of the hall.

The palace people had already been shocked by them, but they just watched a light blue shadow fly out of the hall.

Before Su Zhen got up, she sighed with her lips and pursed her delicate and small nose, and circled her right fingers upward for a few times. She saw the blue figure falling straight to the ground in the direction of the gate of Shaohua Palace.

Everyone looked closely and saw Yuzhu's feet wrapped around thin lines with golden light. He sat up in a mess, trying to untie Su Zhen's spiritual silk, but when his hands touched, the hot burn made him quickly retract his hand and quickly breathed a few breaths to relieve the pain. However, there were no scars in his eyes.

Su Zhen sighed again and slowly stood up.

The palace people came back from their shock and trotted forward to help Yuzhu up. Another palace maid reacted and went to invite the imperial physician.

"Master Yuzhu, what are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I will go and ask the imperial physician to treat you now!"

Yuzhu shook her head. Between the seven or eight eunuchs and palace maids, he seemed extremely short, but the stubbornness in his eyes made him a little taller.

"Little monk, you are so unbearable! Are you still running away? I am not your compassionate master. I care about your men, women, young and old, and you will be beaten up!"

Su Zhen pretended to be angry and deliberately showed a fierce expression. Unfortunately, her mad and masturbating look not only made her laugh at Gongzip, who was touched by the mute hole and the shocked palace people, but even Xiao Chuhong turned her head to hide her smile.

"Let me go!" Yuzhu said seriously word by word.

Su Zhen smiled and looked at his constantly rubbing feet, trying to get out of the trap. "I advise you not to struggle, the more you move, the tighter you get. If your feet are broken, I won't be able to take them back."

Sure enough, Yuzhu, which was covered with cold sweat on her forehead, stopped moving. Su Zhen did not lie, and the golden thread had indeed penetrated into his flesh.

Su Zhen hooked her fingers and gave a little bit of gold wire, but Yuzhu still couldn't break free, "You can untie it quickly! I want to go back to Yunshuang Temple!"

"You should be twelve years old, and you are still so tired of your master. Could you think you will always be a baby?"

"It's not like this! It's Master...he...he..."

Yuzhu burst into tears. He spoke many times, but refused to tell the reason.

Su Zhen thought about the "two-faced relationship" mentioned by Master Qingmiao before leaving, and quietly calculated the hand hidden in his sleeve.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated, his pink lips tightly pursed, unbuttoning the constraints of the golden silk on Yuzhu.

Yuzhu was a little stunned, and then limped out of the hall with her unbearable pain and itchy feet. The blood quickly penetrated the white silk stockings and flowed into the smooth crystal ground from the blue and gray cloth shoes. The dark blood dragged two intermittent blood marks on the ground.

‘Yuzhu, I am not unable to untie the restrictions set by your master in your body, nor am I afraid of the rebound power. But I really can’t do such a thing as letting you die in vain.’

When Yuzhu heard Su Zhen's voice transmission, her movements slowed down, and turned her back to Su Zhen and others. Tears dripped down her cheeks and chin, wetting her clothes.

Su Zhen did not stop him from leaving this time, but she was also nervous when she slowed down her breathing.

When Yuzhu was about to step over the vermilion threshold, her movements stopped suddenly. She looked back through the palace people and looked at the young man who had just "buried" him. After a few breaths, she took her feet back, turned her back to the door, and sat on the threshold, and her sadness instantly enveloped him.

He folded his arms on his knees, lowered his head and buried it deep between his arms.

Xiao Chuhong swept to the palace people, and they hurriedly lowered their heads and continued to run around to clean up.

Su Zhen raised her foot and walked towards Yuzhu, trying to lighten her steps and breathing until she stood in front of Yuzhu.

Yuzhu's head was covered with black shadows, but he did not raise his head.

"Little monk, come with me and I'll take you home."

"I am an orphan. My home is in Yunshuang Temple. My family is my master and senior brothers."

"No, since your master believes in me, I will entrust you to me. Then I am your family. Wherever I am, you will be your home."

Yuzhu, who had always been arrogant, raised her head when she heard this, and a hint of expectation appeared in her clear eyes, "I want to see my master."

"Yo? Do you know the way back to Yunshuang Temple?"

Yuzhu was silent and shook her head.

Chapter completed!