After a while, the sharp blade on the neck slowly moved away.

"Miss!"

Lu'e immediately pulled Murong Mingzhu over.

Murong Mingzhu turned around and looked at the person who was holding her hostage.

When she saw this, she was stunned for a moment.

I thought that the handsome hero would be the one who held him hostage, but I didn't expect that he would be a beautiful boy.

The boy in red looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, with cold and delicate eyebrows and delicate eyes, as if he was splashing ink. He was holding a long sword in his hand, and scarlet blood dripped along his fingertips to the ground.

Murong Mingzhu tried to look at it from the perspective of face control and said that one hundred points are perfect.

Murong Mingzhu suddenly said, "If you let me let go, let me go. Isn't you afraid that I will regret it if I discuss it so easily?"

The boy looked at Murong Mingzhu and asked coldly: "Do you do it?"

Murong Mingzhu smiled gently, "I can."

The boy held the hilt tightly, and his delicate face was as cold as ice.

"I am a businessman, you have heard the saying that no business is profitable. Originally, I was in your hands and you had the initiative, but now, the initiative lies with me."

The boy looked at her coldly, "What do you want?"

"It's interesting. Are you born with such a calm mind or pretending to be calm?" Murong Mingzhu asked with a smile.

The boy replied coldly: "If you want to catch me, just shout it is enough. If you talk so much, you will have a chance."

Murong Mingzhu raised her eyebrows, "It turns out that your calmness comes from intelligence, good, good, interesting."

The boy looked at her coldly and was very calm.

Murong Mingzhu sat down, put her hand under her lips, looked at the beautiful boy in red thoughtfully, and said, "Your martial arts skills are very high, right?"

I was able to catch her in front of Lu'e, and Leng Shuo chased him personally. From these two points, this young man's martial arts skills are not low.

The boy didn't say anything, his beautiful eyes narrowed, and looked at Murong Mingzhu with inquiry.

"I seemed to hear them leaning towards this side. How long will Leng Shuo come to this private room?" Murong Mingzhu asked with a smile.

The boy lost too much blood, and his eyes began to blur. He bit his lip and asked, "What do you want?"

"Actually it's very simple," Murong Mingzhu smiled slightly, "I don't ask you about your identity, I don't ask your name, I don't ask you what your relationship is with Ye Zhilan. I like you."

"Miss!" Lu'e was shocked.

"Martial Arts." Murong Mingzhu continued slowly.

Lu'e breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, if the lady fell in love with this person, it would be really troublesome.

The boy frowned and looked at Murong Mingzhu.

Murong Mingzhu raised her lips and said, "Let's discuss it. I don't care if you hold me hostage. I can save you, but do you want to give me some reward?"

The boy held the hilt tightly, looking at Murong Mingzhu with extremely sharp and beautiful eyes.

"How about being my guard?" Murong Mingzhu smiled with great effort.

Obviously, neither the young man nor Lu'e expected that Murong Mingzhu would make this request.

Murong Mingzhu said casually: "You repay me with money, I don't lack it. I don't want to repay me. I don't want to accept it. After thinking about it, your martial arts are good, so I'd better repay me. Of course, I'm the most reasonable person. I won't let you pay for your life just because I saved you once. You will be my guard for three years. After three years, you will be free. Wherever you love, what do you do? Can this reward be accepted?"

The boy didn't speak, but his frown eyebrows were obviously unwilling to accept them.
Chapter completed!