"Can you answer my curiosity first? What are you trying to grab?" Yan Shisan asked with curiosity on his face.
"You don't know?" Gui Xin suddenly sneered.
"I know, so I don't need to ask you." Yan Shisan rolled his eyes at him boredly.
"It seems that I overestimated you. Can't you even feel the breath of the Buddha's heart relic?" Gui Xin looked at him with contempt and said sarcastically.
"Buddha's heart relic? You said the Buddha's heart relic is in this place?" Yan Shisan's eyes lit up and he asked with interest. The Buddha's heart relic is a treasure. Obtaining it will not only lead to immortality, but also double the magic power, which is what all living beings want.
The stolen treasure.
"Sure enough, he is the frog in the well." Gui Xin was unwilling to reveal any more. He sarcastically sarcastically raised his sleeves and disappeared into the darkness.
"Hey, you needy monster, please tell me clearly, where is the Buddha's heart relic?" Damn it, you actually called him a frog in the well, Yan Shisan immediately flew to chase him in the direction where he disappeared, but Gui Xin
It flashed very quickly and disappeared in an instant.
"Damn it, are you trying to make people feel itchy to death by not saying anything?" Yan Shisan fell to the ground and couldn't help but roll his eyes and stamp his feet.
Is the Buddha's heart relic really in this place? But why can't he feel it? Is that damn demon trying to trick him?
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After getting rid of Yan Shisan, Xiahou Xiyue sneaked in and planned to sneak in in the backyard. Who knew that as soon as she stepped into the back door, she saw Wuhen standing in front with an expressionless face.
"Hi, Wuhen, would you like to come out to the backyard to enjoy the moon? The moonlight is pretty tonight." Xiahou Xiyue greeted him with a forced smile on her face.
"Miss, now is not the time to admire the moon. The young master wants you to go see him." Wuhen said lightly.
"Uh, Master, does he know that I'm out?" This time it was bad, she was going to be scolded again, and her scalp felt numb for a while.
Wuhen nodded without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
"Hey, can I not go see him?" She could already imagine how ugly his face looked at this moment.
"No." Wuhen remained expressionless, lightly shattering her hope.
"Hey..." She was already depressed enough today. If she was scolded by someone again later, she couldn't guarantee whether she would cry again. She reached out and touched her dry eyes. She couldn't let the young master worry, even if she knew that he was not
Not worried about himself, but annoyed that she didn't obey his orders.
Xiahou Xiyue went back and washed her face, then resigned herself to her fate and came to Duanmu Xiu's room.
Still, the fact was contrary to what she thought. This time Duanmu Xiu didn't have a straight face, but was still cold. He was wearing an insulated black leather jacket and even his hands were wearing insulated gloves. Seeing his appearance,
, Xiahou Xiyue couldn't help but feel sad.
"Master, I..." Xiahou Xiyue was about to explain something, but he raised his hand to stop her.
Duanmu Xiu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. He was silent for a moment and then said lightly, "Where are you from?"
"I come from..." Xiahou Xiyue was about to tell her hometown when she suddenly remembered the prohibitions on the island. She paused and said, "I come from an unknown mountain."
"Go back to where you came from." He clenched his gloved fists quietly, and his deep voice was still emotionless.
