Holy Cult! The spies of the Holy Cult are so powerful, they can’t even find out what Yin Xuanmo did regarding the water dew fairy flower!
This can only mean two things. One is that he really didn't do anything and sincerely wanted to be on good terms with Da Jing.
Another problem is that this time Yin Xuanmo's conspiracy was so clever that he didn't even leave any traces!
"Are you the regent of southern Xinjiang?"
"That's not it." Baili Feiyue put her sore arm on his hand, "It's so sore, rub it for me!"
Changsun Wuji chuckled softly and started to knead her with moderate strength.
Baili Feiyue was so comfortable that her eyes narrowed when she heard the voice of the man above her head, "He didn't make any changes or other arrangements this time."
Baili Feiyue's narrowed eyes opened slightly, and she looked up at the man above her, "If something happens then, are you really going to fail to rob me?"
She discussed this topic not only with her eldest grandson Wuji, but also with other people.
This was also the first time she had faced something. The more it came to her head, the more tangled her hair became. She no longer had the soldiers she had before to stop the water coming to Tutun.
I clicked my tongue in my heart, there are not many people who can escape the vulgarity.
The more you get, the more cautious you become.
What's more...
She lowered her eyes slightly again, she didn't want to see something like this happen to her master again around her.
Her chin was suddenly pinched gently. Baili Feiyue raised her eyes and fell into the deep purple pool-like eyes of the man in front of her.
"What did you think of?"
Baili Feiyue said dullly, "I think of Master."
Changsun Wuji's purple eyes were focused deeply, and he placed a kiss on her lips that was as light as a feather and could leave at the touch of a feather. His voice was as captivating as a seducing and depraved monster, "What next?"
Baili Feiyue said nothing.
The man held her in his arms and said, "Ling Jing, I am here."
Baili Feiyue fell asleep in his arms. When she woke up, she was in bed and there was no one else in the room.
Although she knew that as the regent of Dajing, there were many things that needed to be dealt with, Baili Feiyue still sighed in her heart.
Then, he went straight to the place where Ling Duan Nian lived.
There was still light in Ling Duannian's room, so Baili Feiyue knocked on the door symbolically and walked straight in. The young man who was leaning on the soft couch with a miscellaneous book in his hand sat up sleepily.
"You went to look for me outside the alchemy in the afternoon?"
Ling Duannian's beautiful eyes were still a little hazy, and he nodded a little confusedly before thinking of important things.
He took out the box that was placed under the pillow of the soft couch where he just lay, "I'm going to give this to you."
Baili Feiyue took the box and after a quick look, she knew that it was well preserved.
He raised his eyebrows and looked around, "The one who robbed me of my things was your beautiful Siamese Demon Sect subordinate."
Ling Duannian woke up from his nap and said slightly angrily, "Sister! Why is she in my room in the middle of the night!" He sat down and sulked, "I sent her back to Siam."
It's really fun to tease my brother and so on.
Baili Feiyue sat down without any guilt at all.
Ling Duannian glanced at her and said, "Sister, it's so late, why don't you go back to sleep? We'll leave tomorrow morning."
Baili Feiyue clicked her tongue, "I'll go back and cool the bed and quilt."
Ling Duannian glanced at his estranged sister speechlessly.