"Bang! Bang! Bang!" In the quiet night, there was a series of rough knocking on the door, which was urgent and messy.

There was no movement in the house for a long time. Maybe there was no one, but Su Mo couldn't care so much. Those people would soon catch up with her. This cabin by the forest was her only hope.

At this moment, Su Mo was already on the verge of losing her balance. Her entire body was burning hot, and her consciousness was starting to become blurry from the burning. She was still trying her best to stay awake and knock on the door.

At this moment, the room was as dark as ink. A dark figure was like a beast in the darkness, silently sitting in a chair and ignoring the knock on the door.

The continuous knocking on the door kept knocking on his eardrums. Leng Haotian's eyes were like a gust of cold wind, and he suddenly got up.

The door suddenly opened, and Leng Haotian stood by the door like a dark messenger. At this time, Su Mo was staggering and about to roll down the steps. When he saw the door open, he immediately gathered all his strength and rushed into the door at a lightning speed. He quickly closed the door.

Then, Su Mo clung to the door and listened carefully to what was happening outside. Soon, he heard a flurry of messy footsteps outside the door.

"Where is that woman? Where did she go?"

"Damn it! You ran so fast after being drugged!"

"Boss, there's a wooden house here. Do you want to kick the door and go in and have a look!"

"You're courting death! This is Leng Haotian's place. Do you see the white castle in the forest? This whole place belongs to Leng Haotian. You're courting death by touching his things!"

"There's no light in the room. There must be no one! This woman can't run far. Go ahead and have a look!"

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Su Mo finally heaved a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his entire body was drenched in sweat.

In the darkness, a cold voice sounded. "You can go out now."

After a while, Leng Haotian found that there was no sound of opening the door. Instead, there was a slight sound!

He stood up, turned on the light, and looked at a small figure lying on the ground.

Hot!

It was so hot that she couldn't breathe.

On the clean wooden floor in the room, a young girl was lying there with a deep frown. It seemed that she was enduring some kind of torture. Her white, thin gauze dress was soaked in sweat and tightly stuck to her body. Her forehead was covered with fragrant sweat at this time. Beads of sweat dripped down her pink and tender cheeks and slowly fell to her lips.

The girl was fresh and attractive, with a slim figure. Her sweaty clothes outlined her exquisite figure, but at this time, she was struggling in great pain.

As if by instinct, after the group of people left, Su Mo finally let go of his guard and let himself fall on the ground.

Leng Haotian stood there, wearing a white shirt that was not strict. He loosened two buttons, revealing his strong muscles.

His outline was as handsome as a god. He had a face that was so handsome that it was suffocating. His facial features were well-defined. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes. His two straight long legs were tall and straight. He was heroic and dazzling. At the same time, there was also a kind of unparalleled sharpness that could not be concealed. He was so handsome that he looked like a prince in a fairy tale.

At this time, Leng Haotian's back was facing the light, and there seemed to be a dazzling circle of light behind him. He looked down at the girl on the ground and saw her suffering. A deep light flashed in his black eyes.