He was actually ruined like this.

Jimo Yuan took a step behind her and entered the small courtyard.

When he saw the heartbroken expression on her face, he could guess what she was thinking.

"I'll help you clean up together." Jimo Yuan said in a deep voice.

His voice is deep and mellow.

If you take away the coldness that can freeze people to pieces.

Then all that's left is sexy and charming.

Qianyin turned around, forced a smile and said: "No, master, I will do it myself."

"You have helped me a lot just now."

"If you weren't here, I don't know what I would have encountered."

"So, you are my savior."

Qianyin moved a chair over, pointed at it and said to Jimo Yuan, "Just sit here and rest for a while."

"I can pack it up soon."

Even Qian Yin said so, even Mo Yuan couldn't force him.

But he didn't sit down and watch Qianyin clean up either.

Instead, I walked around to see what this small courtyard looked like.

To be honest, this entire courtyard is not as big as one of his living palaces.

There are many spots on the wall.

Some walls seem to be about to collapse.

And the wall that can be climbed easily is really unsafe.

Why would she choose such a house?

Just when Jimo Yuan was confused, he inadvertently raised his head.

A thick hemp rope caught his eye.

Jimo Yuan was slightly stunned.

His Demon Lord doesn't know much about things in the human world.

However, he often went to the underworld and occasionally listened to the complaints and cries of ghosts.

A hemp rope hanging from a suspension beam in the human world.

It means wanting to commit suicide.
Chapter completed!