Night fell, and the entire Lotus Flower Sect was filled with waves of Evil aura, eerie and terrifying.
Before long, embarrassed gasps began to echo from the various halls, stirring endless fantasies.
Then came the cries of "Ah! Ah! Ah!" one after another, unceasing.
Beneath a hidden hall, Nian Shuang and the other three stood motionless like puppets. Ever since Mei Yue had brought them back, they had all been imprisoned here.
The four of them remained conscious, but their bodies seemed cut off from them, as though they no longer belonged to them.
"What should I do? What should I do? Am I, Nian Shuang, really going to fall here?"
"No. I am one destined by the system. Someone will surely come save me."
Nian Shuang's mind raced without pause. He repeatedly tried to regain control of his body, but it would not move in the slightest.
Ling Er and the others were the same. They tried to communicate through their minds, only to discover that even their consciousness had been isolated.
Suddenly, with a whoosh, a graceful figure appeared beside Nian Shuang.
Her breath was fragrant, her alluring eyes soft as silk.
"Husband, you must have waited long enough! Come with me now!"
The graceful figure was Mei Yue. With a wave of her hand, the two vanished from the place.
Ling Er's consciousness burned with anxiety as she screamed helplessly.
"Demon, let go of my Brother Nian Shuang!"
Inside a warmly decorated room, Mei Yue arrived with Nian Shuang, who remained motionless like a puppet.
"Husband, do you like it? I arranged it specially for you!"
She pulled the dull, puppet-like Nian Shuang straight to the bed and sat down.
With a wave of her hand, Mei Yue produced two cups of jade dew wine. She controlled