"Aunt Luo.     " Bingwu's voice sounded gentle and gentle, as always.

Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief and greeted her with a smile, "Xiao Wu, why did you come here so early today? It was not dawn yet."

"I miss Aunt Luo, come and see you." Bing Wu smiled slightly.

Qingluo is watering the flowers and plants in the pot. The first thing she does when she wakes up every morning is to water the flowers and plants. In her opinion, these things are spiritual. Over time, they will inevitably develop some feelings.

Bing Wu looked at it and said disregardlessly: "Aunt Luo's habits are still the same over the years."

"Yes, it will be difficult to change once this thing is formed."

"Is that true?" Bing Wu's eyes sneered.

"Of course."

"But why do I think it's not?" For so many years, she has been with Qingluo every night in Lihentian. When she was sick, she accompanied her. When Qingluo was revived, she also protected her with the power of nature at a critical moment. In her opinion, Qingluo should be inseparable from her care and should be unique to her.

But obviously she was wrong.

Because of Ye Xiyue's appearance, she realized the fact that Qingluo did not have the deep feelings she had towards her from beginning to end.

On the contrary, she protected and loved Ye Xiyue...

Qingluo tilted her head and looked at her, "Why isn't it?"

"Aunt Luo, do you think it's better for Miss Ye or Xiao Wu?"

"Why do you ask this?" Qingluo smiled while dressing up the flowers and plants, "I'm different from you and Xiyue."

Of course different!

She could see it all.

"Aunt Luo, you gave Miss Ye the golden key before. In fact, Xiao Wu... also wants to go to the attic to see it. I wonder if Aunt Luo can let Xiao Wu in too?"

Qingluo paused for a moment, "Xiao Wu, what are you doing there?"

"Nothing, I just want to go and have a look."

Qingluo's eyes flashed, "The people in the attic are not suitable for the elves, once they step into..."

Bing Wu suddenly stood up and transformed into a blue long sword from somewhere. She pressed against Qingluo's neck.

Qingluo felt a chill on her neck, turned her head to look at it, and the blade was sharp and shining with a cold light.

Bingwu held the long sword and slowly walked from behind to Qingluo.

Qingluo looked at her calmly, "Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

"Aunt Luo, I'm very sorry, I don't want this either."

"What's the meaning?"

"This is what you forced me."

"Hmm?" Qingluo looked at her.

Bing Wu curled her lips, "Aunt Luo, do you know, I hate Ye Xiyue very much, I really hate her very much!"

Qingluo realized that the situation was not good, so she suddenly wanted to open her mouth. Bingwu slashed Qingluo's neck with a palm. Qingluo's body, which had no force, softened her body and suddenly felt that the root of her tongue was stiff and she could not speak.

Bingwu gently brushed her bare hands and moved the green radish to the bed.

Qingluo fell heavily on the bed, lying flat, her whole body was as stiff as the base of her tongue.

Qingluo approached her, "Aunt Luo, don't try to let Black and the others come in. Since I dare to come here, I will not let them show up."

Qingluo saw a trace of black light gathering in Bingwu's hands. What was that?

"Aunt Luo, do you know why I did this?"
Chapter completed!