"Woman? My favorite.     " Heihun didn't want to know the reason why Cang Mo and Heiyi were looking for him. He only cared about what he was thinking.

Cang Mo and the black-clothed and raised their eyebrows, and the three of them walked out of the No. 1 Soul Prison.

At that time, Bingwu stood blankly in the iron room, in the darkness, and she even smiled faintly. She knew that Cang Mo would definitely pass the news to Huang Junye.

She knew the importance of Qingluo to Huang Junye very well.

As a son, how can you not worry about the safety of your mother?

He will agree, he will definitely agree.

Even if it wasn't for himself, he would agree to it for Qingluo, even if he might still love Ye Xiyue in his heart...

If you love someone, you may not be able to be with that person. Huang Junye also knows this fact very well, right?

The sound of someone opening the shackles, Bing Wu smiled deeper in the corner of her mouth. What would be greeted by her?

She hopes to see the face that she remembers the most in her heart...

It was not until the candlelight was lit that she could see clearly the person coming, Cang Mo's black clothes and a burly man.

Bing Wu looked straight behind the three of them.

"Stop looking, there are only three of us." Cang Mo said.

Bingwu's smile gradually froze, "Where is Huang Junye?"

"Do you think the evil emperor will come in this place?"

"Didn't I say that he will come to see me? Why didn't he come?"

"You can see you as soon as you say, do you think you are still the elf princess now? Don't forget where this place is."

Bingwu looked at Cangmo with a gloomy face. Why didn't he come? He should care about his mother's...

Let Bing Wu and Cang Mo talk, the black soul beside him was already ready to whisper when he saw Bing Wu.

Five hundred years!

He has never touched a woman for five hundred years. He is the only one in the soul prison. Not to mention touching a woman, there is not even a person who can talk to him. For five hundred years, he has almost forgotten what a "woman" is.

The beautiful woman whom she longed for the most in her heart was deeply seduced by Cang Mo's words five hundred years ago. The black soul suppressed her desire for five hundred years can be imagined.

Women, women!

It's his favorite thing.

Bing Wu felt the naked and lustful eyes from the burly man. She frowned unhappily, "Cangmo, what are you doing now?"

“Send gifts.”

"What's the meaning?"

"I heard... you want to get married to the Evil Emperor...?"

I heard? Bingwu hehe, "I have told you clearly today. It's not that I heard it, but that you heard it. What are you doing now for being confused?"

"There are only two types of marriages for women. One is to invite them to get married in a deep place, which is naturally thick and natural, and the other is...there is a shortage of men."

What a broken reason? Bing Wu stared at Cang Mo fiercely, "So..."

"The Evil Emperor doesn't love you, I won't love you in this life, I won't love you in the next life, and I won't love you in the next life." Cang Mo said firmly.

Bingwu sneered, "That may not be."

There is nothing absolute in the world. Even if you don’t love now, it doesn’t mean you won’t love in the future. She always firmly believes in this sentence.

"So the Evil Emperor understands what you are thinking now. He gave you a man. Don't worry. Although you are a soul body, the black soul is also a soul body. The soul body can be intercourse between men and women. Oh, no, it should not be called intercourse between men and women, it should be called dual cultivation of souls."
Chapter completed!