Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Jingyou, who was entangled by the guards, saw such a dazzling scene in a blink of an eye.

His eyes instantly became bloodshot, as if he felt no pain, and he showed no mercy to his enemies.

In a blink of an eye, no one dared to approach wherever he went.

Here, after Liu Yijin let Zhao Ran go, she carried him to a safe place and put him down to prevent him from being harmed by swords and knives.

Facing Jingyou's desperate fighting style, Liu Shi and Liu Zhu led the guards to retreat quickly, waving their hands and ordering: "Shoot!"

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Just like that, one cold arrow after another shot towards Jingyou.

Jingyou didn't dare to be distracted and concentrated on shooting down the feather arrow.

After all, one person was still a little powerless, and the cold arrow pierced his back fiercely.

"Ugh..." Jingyou groaned, and then he was shot in the abdomen from behind.

The blood was gushing out desperately. Jingyou tried hard to straighten his back and looked at Zhaoran from a distance across the crowd.

He wondered if he was going to die here today.

But he didn't want to die...his A Zhao was waiting for him.

Ah Zhao...

Blame him for being too naive and thinking he could have the boy all to himself.

When he was full of hope, reality suddenly dealt him a heavy blow, telling him that he had been nothing from the beginning to the end.

He couldn't protect his boy.

He is not much better than Jingkong.

Just as Jingyou slowly closed his eyes and waited for his end, Liu Yijin suddenly asked them to stop.

Liu Yijin looked at Zhaoran who was kneeling in front of him. He never thought that the young man was willing to sacrifice himself to save Jingyou.

His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with an indescribable bitterness: "You said you would do anything just to save him?"

"Don't you regret it?" His face was cold, without any emotion.

Zhao Ran shook himself, but still insisted, "I don't regret it. Please let him go."

Liu Yijin suddenly chuckled, bent down, picked up Zhaoran, and slowly walked towards Jingyou.

Just like the victor walking towards the loser with the spoils, with a bit of high profile and show.

It may seem so on the surface, but it is not the case.

The winner is actually just in disguise, and he is devastated behind the mask.

And the losers are the real winners.

Jingyou's hands and feet had been restrained, and he could only look at Liu Yijin fiercely: "Let go of A Zhao...you despicable villain!!"

Liu Yijin signaled the guards to let Jingyou go.

The next second after the guard walked away, Jingyou was kicked out heavily.

Liu Yijin retracted his foot and snorted coldly: "It's just a matter of ability. If you can't protect others, who can you blame?"

You are just a waste, why do you deserve to be treated differently by A Zhao?

Jingkong slammed hard against the wall and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Zhao Ran nervously grasped Liu Yijin's arm with such force that it seemed as if he was going to crush it.

He looked at Liu Yijin pleadingly, and said with a slightly tearful voice: "You said you would let him go... I'll do anything, please..."

Liu Yijin lowered her head to look at Zhaoran, her expression returning to her usual gentleness, and said in a doting voice, "Okay, I'll listen to Zhaoran..."

How jealous he was... Seeing his boy begging to let another man go.

He tried to control himself, but his heart felt as if it was torn apart, and a feeling he had never experienced before surged in his heart.

It is jealousy, resentment, and pain.

He thought that such a person shouldn't expect him to care about him, but he just couldn't control himself...

From the beginning to the end, the person who falls in love first loses.

Jingyou half-knelt on the ground, staring at their backs as they left, and stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if trying to grab something.

He said in a trance: "No! Don't go! Ah Zhao... Ah Zhao... please - don't go..."

He looked like he was about to cry, but Zhaoran didn't look back.

Finally his hands fell from the air and he caught nothing. All his efforts were in vain.

The happiness of these days seems like a fleeting dream.

After waking up from the dream, there was no one there.

When Cang Su arrived, the building was empty and only a mess was left.

He laughed in anger, and the feather arrow in his hand instantly turned into powder and floated in the air.

"Liu Yijin, you're really haunting me."

"Damn it..."

Xuan behind him had a blank expression on his face, staring at the ground as if nothing had happened.

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After returning to the villa, Liu Yijin, who had been silent all the time, went straight to the bedroom without saying a word and threw Zhaoran on the bed.

He called Liu Zhu and Liu Shi in and asked them to stand aside and watch. Then he took a blindfold and tied it on Zhaoran's eyes.

Zhao Ran had a bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously grabbed Liu Yijin with both hands, and said anxiously: "Brother Jin, I don't want to cover my eyes, I can't see, I'm scared..."

Liu Yijin did not untie the blindfold, but just casually ravaged the boy's pale lips until they were stained bright red before letting go.

His gentle voice sounded slowly, with an inexplicable meaning: "Afraid? How come you don't say you're afraid when you're playing with so many people?"

"And didn't you forget? Didn't I just tell you to do whatever you want? It seems too late to regret now."

A trace of gloom flashed across his eyes. He suddenly tore open the boy's robe and murmured, "Don't you think that one person can't satisfy you? Don't you like to seduce people? Then let them see with their own eyes what you look like on the bed..."

Zhao Ran was frightened by his words and actions, and beat Liu Yijin's chest desperately, trying to break free from his control.

In the end, it was in vain and Zhaoran's hands were tied up.

Zhao Ran's tears soaked the cloth. With trembling lips, he spoke tremblingly, "Wuwuwu... Brother Jin, I was wrong. Please let them go... Let them go, okay? Brother Jin... Please, I was wrong, wuwu..."

He kept calling Liu Yijin, trying to soften his heart: "Brother Jin...Brother Jin..."

Liu Yijin didn't miss a single expression on his face, and watching him plead, she finally said mercilessly: "It's too late."

It was too late the moment you betrayed me.

How can you just stop now that you have released the beast that has been imprisoned for so long?

"Tear", pieces of cloth slid off the whiteness, revealing the shameful traces that had been hidden.

The scene before him made Liu Yijin hate it even more.

After that, Zhaoran had no idea how many times he had fainted.

Wake up and continue without interruption.

His voice was already hoarse, but Liu Yijin still refused to let him go.

He said in a grim voice, "A Zhao is really beautiful... Can we let everyone see you clearly?"

Zhao Ran's scalp tingled, and he took the initiative to kiss Liu Yi Jin, whispering coquettishly: "No... I don't want this... Zhao is only for Brother Jin... Only for Brother Jin..."

Liu Yijin raised the corner of his mouth subconsciously, looked at the empty house, and said softly: "A Zhao is so good~"