There were so many things, Xiaoyue was physically and mentally tired, and she didn't want to stay here for too long. Mu Wangqing took her back to the bedroom, and the people left behind were silent in the yard.
Hong Zhao looked at Zhuge Jinqing and said lightly.
"I'm not worried about my senior brother, so I'll go back first. If there are any other things that need to be used, don't forget to inform me."
"OK."
Zhuge Jinqing replied, watching her go further and further away. He withdrew his gaze at the right time. Thinking of what happened in a few days, he felt it was necessary to tell the Demon King.
"What's going on, what are you going to do?"
Xia Niechen touched the back of his head and blurted out without any clue.
"I don't have any plans, so I'd better do whatever I want."
Anyway, he was idle and had nothing to do, fighting with his beloved, adding some fun to this ordinary day.
After all, these habits have become an indispensable part of his life.
Xiaoya looked up at the man who was smiling alone above her head in a confused manner, and moved her ears in confusion.
"What are you laughing at yourself? Are you having a fever and confused? Or are you infected by Musang's guard?"
He consciously reached out and kept touching Xia Niechen's forehead, afraid that this guy would be sick somewhere and that he was very sick.
"Oh, where are you talking about?"
Xia Niechen took Xiaoya's moving hand speechlessly and glanced at her with a bad expression.
"What are you talking about that person when you are idle? It's really disappointing!"
"oh……"
Xiaoya smiled tactfully and closed her mouth a few times, and the cheerful atmosphere became the initial deathly again.
"Is that really okay to put him there?"
Zhuge Jinqing was not worried about his life or death, but was worried that Mu Sang was sometimes awake and sometimes crazy, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not do anything, disturbing the demon world and causing panic.
Shangguan Wuwo understood the meaning of his words and understood his concerns, but his tone was like he didn't care.
"Don't worry, he will never do anything wrong again. While I imprison him and cannot commit suicide, I cannot use spells to harm innocent people. You can rest assured."
"That's good, but... I don't know what Die Xiaoyue should do next."
After all, he could feel that this time Die Xiaoyue was unprecedentedly angry.
It's really a bad thing that she would do. However, he still believed that Xiaoyue would not act irritably and would still take the overall situation into consideration.
He pinched his eyebrows. It was obvious that his brain was exerting too much force in the past few days and felt the chaos was heavy.
Shangguan Wuwo pursed his thin lips and looked deep into the window of her boudoir. He seemed to see her in a daze, and suddenly closed his eyes.
Of course, he also believed that Xiaoyue must do something. Because she was never the one who could be slaughtered.
I don’t know who is so unlucky that he will become her knife fish?
"Not to follow up on this matter, let's go back and rest first."
"Okay, I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first, please give in to everyone."
Zhuge Jin waved his hand to hold the gifts, and after the gifts were given to each other, he left one after another.
…………
Dark clouds cover the moon, silent, and the floating fog adds a bit of impracticality to the dim night.
The ghostly figure suddenly passed by, coming and going without a trace, and there was an unspeakable terror.
The dim candlelight sways in the empty hall. If it goes out in the next second, it will not be a surprise.
The sparse spots of light fell on the coffee table from time to time, and the cold eyes of the cold wind and the lonely moon were exposed under the black hair.