CHAPTER 399: CHAPTER 380:

[That is a belt I paid a fortune to have made! This is blatant provocation!]

[How about we just ignore him? Let him fend for himself? If the dagger isn’t enough, should we lend him a large knife?]

At that moment, Nangong Mo suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Aran, if you regret now, there’s still time."

His voice was usually clear, but it was particularly deep and hoarse now, sounding more serious and earnest than ever.

Yun Ran was taken aback and suddenly looked up at him, unexpectedly meeting a pair of mysterious, enchanting purple eyes.

In there, the deep mist was like the fog-covered sea under the moon, vast and empty, yet reflected her silhouette clearly.

It was as if she was not only in his eyes but also in his heart and deep within his soul.

Her heart felt like it was lightly bumped by something, uncontrollably beating faster.

Yun Ran slowly reached out to embrace him, quietly gazing into his eyes, "I don’t regret it."

"Nangong Mo, I am willing."

The girl’s voice was light, like a gentle breeze and rain, yet it echoed resoundingly, heavily landing in his heart.

Those words were comparable to the strongest liquor on earth, the most potent poison, the most profound magic, stirring the heart, moving the soul, intoxicating people, making them lose control, and making them unable to restrain their emotions.

If before this, Nangong Mo could still rely on his resolute mind and strong willpower to resist the illusions brought by the spell, then at this moment, all the defenses collapsed instantly.

"Aran..."

Nangong Mo cupped the girl’s beautiful face, his gaze deeply locked on her eyes, his voice hoarse and low, full of affection.

It was the wind moving, the heart moving, the emotions stirring.

Yun Ran blinked gently, "I am here!"

Her bright eyes and teeth, shallow dimples, and the radiant girl indescribably tempting to fall for.

In the next instant, the man suddenly lowered his head and kissed those soft cherry blossom-like lips, with utmost gentleness and deep affection, like a faint moonlight outside the window.

...

At this moment, in the Qishan army camp.

Shen Weixi had already searched the camp for half the night, yet hadn’t seen even a shadow of Yun Ran. Despite the long, cold winter night, she was so anxious that she was sweating all over, even the back of her clothes was soaked.

She didn’t stop, holding a sword in hand, striding quickly through the tents, conducting a carpet search.

"Damn Yu Qingyan! What a hypocritical, fake woman! If anything happens to Yue’er, I will definitely cut you down!"

"Shen Mubai, you despicable bastard! Stupid fool blinded by lust! Anyone would know that Yue’er is much more beautiful than that phony woman! He is just purely blind! Blind and stupid! Blind as a bat!"

"If anything happens to Yue’er, neither of you dog couple will have a good end!"

"That’s right! A pair of dog couple!"

"Woof woof—"

Shen Weixi cursed as she walked, the more she cursed the angrier she got, and the angrier she got the more vigorously she cursed, when suddenly she heard a dog barking.

The bark was loud and imposing, resonating straight to the sky!

It was particularly abrupt in the silent dark night.

Shen Weixi froze, as if she had been hit with an immobilization spell, suddenly standing still, her legs weak, and all the hairs on her body standing on end.

"This this this...dog! Heaven! Help!"

Shen Weixi took off running, but, in a flash, a white shadow shot out from the darkness like lightning, almost colliding with Shen Weixi from behind.