Yu Yunzheng glared at Luo Yuze, and cursed in a low voice: "They two are so sweet, what are you going to do to cause trouble?!"

Luo Yuze glanced at Yu Yunzheng lightly: "Then if the Lord blames you, the entire responsibility for this matter lies with you."

Yu Yunzheng: "...I'm not saying I won't tell the Lord."

Yu Yunzheng curled his lips and lightly kicked Luo Yuze with his foot: "Go ahead."

Luo Yuze rolled his eyes and kicked Yu Yunzheng out without hesitation.

Yu Yunzheng: "!!!"

Yu Yunzheng wanted to eat Luo Yuze alive. He rubbed his butt and looked up to see a somewhat unhappy Di Jingmo.

Di Jingmo said: "I've been mumbling there for a long time, tell me what's going on."

Yu Yunzheng blinked, and Luo Yuze calmly walked out of the darkness.

With a serious look on his face, he raised his hands to Di Jingmo and said, "My lord, the person who asked us to kill Miss An is indeed related to the Jianning Kingdom."

Di Jingmo raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Yuze, and motioned for him to continue.

Luo Yuze continued: "It's just that we don't know exactly who that person is from Jianning Kingdom and what his purpose is. The only thing that is certain is that that person has a lot of power."

Di Jingmo said: "Well, continue checking."

Luo Yuze nodded, then he glanced at An Beisheng quickly, and said very quickly: "My lord, let's show off more. You and Miss An have a good rest. I'm leaving."

Then Luo Yuze pulled Yu Yunzheng, who was still in the fog, and quickly moved away.

An Beisheng twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Di Jingmo looked at her differently.

An Beisheng asked Di Jingmo with some confusion: "What...what's wrong?"

Di Jingmo raised his hand and touched her face, his expression changed slightly: "I seem to be ill..."

An Beisheng watched helplessly as faint magic lines appeared on Di Jingmo's face, and the color of his pupils changed slightly.

"Hey, you..." An Beisheng was a little anxious. She bit her fingertips and put her fingers on Di Jingmo's lips: "Here, take medicine."

Di Jingmo grabbed An Beisheng's finger and put her finger in his mouth to suck it greedily. The moment Di Jingmo put An Beisheng's finger into his mouth, a numbing sensation spread from his fingertips to her heart.

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An Beisheng's face was obviously red, and looked even more attractive in the moonlight.

Di Jingmo's Adam's apple moved slightly. She let go of An Beisheng's hand, hugged An Beisheng, lowered her head and bit her neck.

"Hiss." An Beisheng was in pain, and she frowned slightly: "Di Jingmo, are you a dog?!"

Di Jingmo laughed invisibly, and the restlessness in his body gradually calmed down, and the demonic energy was suppressed by him, but he still refused to let go of An Beisheng's hand.

For a long time, Di Jingmo climbed on An Beisheng's shoulder and sighed: "Shengsheng, when can we get married?"

An Beisheng was startled. Perhaps the moonlight was too intoxicating. An Beisheng gently lifted Di Jingmo's head, then she stood on tiptoes and kissed him.

Di Jingmo was stunned for a moment.

An Beisheng said: "After the sect competition is over, let's get married, Your Highness King Yi."

Di Jingmo's heart was instantly filled with fireworks. He looked at An Beisheng in surprise: "Shengsheng, is what you said true?"

An Beisheng smiled slyly and said, "What? Your Highness King Yi doesn't want to marry me? It's not okay if you don't want to, His Majesty himself..."

Before An Beisheng finished speaking, the rest was swallowed up with a kiss. An Beisheng heard Di Jingmo say: "I do. I'm very happy that you are willing to marry me."

An Beisheng smiled happily, stood on tiptoes slightly and closed her eyes.

…

The next day, Yingying and Jiujiu had rested for the night and had calmed down. The two of them went to An Beisheng and asked what they should do next.

An Beisheng said: "Ming Wutong is dead. We don't have any other clues for the time being. Let's go back to Wanchun Pavilion."

Yingying and Jiujiu nodded in agreement.

Di Jingmo took the three of them back to the Wanchun Pavilion. At this time, the Wanchun Pavilion was empty. At this time, they should be competing.

"Dong dong dong." As soon as An Beisheng sat down, there was a knock on the door.

An Beisheng was a little confused, who would come at this time? And as soon as she came back, this person came to the door...

An Beisheng opened the door of Wanchun Pavilion, and standing outside the door was an unexpected person, Xiang Zimu.

An Beisheng was a little surprised: "Senior Brother Xiang? Why are you here?"

Xiang Zimu didn't hide anything, he said: "I came to see you yesterday, and your classmate said that you were out on business, so I have been waiting outside for you to come back."

An Beisheng stepped aside to let Xiang Zimu enter the Wanchun Pavilion. Xiang Zimu looked at it and said, "The Wanchun Pavilion is indeed a bit dilapidated."

An Beisheng nodded noncommittally.

Then Xiang Zimu saw Di Jingmo and asked, "Who is this..."

An Beisheng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xiang should have seen it yesterday. This is my partner."

Di Jingmo nodded to Xiang Zimu as a greeting.

Xiang Zimu looked at Di Jingmo and said, "Well, this young master is really powerful. The injection was so fast yesterday. This young master was the only one present who could react."

Di Jingmo neither admitted nor denied, but just sat there calmly, as if Xiang Zimu was a transparent person.

Xiang Zimu was not angry. He looked at An Beisheng and asked, "I came here to ask how Ming Wutong is doing?"

An Beisheng did not answer Xiang Zimu's question, but asked: "Why is Senior Brother Xiang interested in him?"

Xiang Zimu answered truthfully: "I want to ask how his cultivation level suddenly improved."

An Beisheng paused, never thinking that Xiang Zimu also noticed this.

She smiled and said to Xiang Zimu: "Brother Xiang, do you think there is a possibility that Ming Wutong took Shenxiu Pills?"

"Impossible." Xiang Zimu shook his head firmly.

An Beisheng raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked Xiang Zimu: "Why is it impossible?"

Xiang Zimu said lightly: "Ming Wu Tong stabilizes the realm, while Shen Xiu Pill forcibly improves the realm of spiritual cultivators. The difference between the two is obvious."

An Beisheng nodded: "Oh, so that's it. Senior Brother Xiang has a good eye."

Xiang Zimu didn't want An Beisheng to praise him, so he continued: "So now, can I go and see Mingwu Tong?"

An Beisheng lowered his eyes and said calmly: "He is dead."

Xiang Zimu frowned: "What does dead mean?"

An Beisheng shrugged: "That's what it means on the surface. Death is death, the kind of death with no bones left."
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