"Charming Soul" Murong Wu didn't know whether to speak directly or use her thoughts to communicate.
After thinking about it, since Soul Charming could speak directly, she might as well speak directly.
"Yes, Master."
The voice was still like water, as calm as a calm lake without any ripples, as if there was nothing exciting about such a change.
Murong Wu was not used to such a soft voice, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
This soul-catching thing is not very talkative.
Murong Wu thought for a while and decided to learn more about it later.
It seemed that it had just gained spiritual awareness and had experienced such a thrilling thing.
It was unlikely that there would be much energy left, so it was better to let it go.
It rests.
"It's okay, how do you feel now?
Do you need concentration beads?"
"It's okay, Master.
You don't need it now.
I'm just a little tired.
It's nothing serious."
Shehun said softly, "Master, you can still speak with your mind."
Murong Wu hummed, because she saw Xue Qiu'er and the others next to them, looking at her in horror, and all three eyes were worried.
What happened to the master?
He was talking to himself, no?
Maybe he's sick?
Murong Wu glared at them angrily, frightening them and taking a few big steps back.
After knowing that Shehun was fine, Murong Wu put it away.
It could be heard that Shehun didn't like the excitement.
Now, for it, it is probably the most important thing to let it rest and practice.
It was useless, but she still put it together with the concentration beads.
At present, it seemed that there was no need to use it for the time being, so let it rest for a while.
The blue soul-catching bead flickered, Murong Wu looked at it again and put it back into the ring.
"Emperor."
Fengyi's voice sounded outside, and then the curtain was lifted, and the familiar silver came into view.
This was the first time Murong Wu woke up and saw Di Jueshang.
His face was still an unshakable iceberg, and there were still no waves of emotions, but his face was slightly paler.
Murong Wu's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but think of the scene at that time.
He thought of the tall figure holding up the sky like a pillar in the sky when he was completely wiped out.
She is not an ordinary weak woman.
The little bird has no chance to protect her.
She has never needed anyone to protect her.
She has the strength to protect herself.
However, when she came to this other world, she was saved by him several times.
The important thing is that this kind of It feels actually pretty good.
If the object is him, then what's the point of becoming an emperor and empress?
Xueqiu'er and the others had wisely retreated outside the tent, leaving space for the two of them.
"How do you feel?"
A low voice sounded.
Although it was still cold, a hint of concern could be heard.
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"Much better."
Murong Wu replied, "What should we do next?"
Since Yanlao forced Emperor Jueshang to take action, there must be a big battle next.
She seemed to feel something vaguely.
"It's okay.
I'll send someone to take you back to Lingtian.
You go back first.
I'll go back after all the matters regarding Chu Chu have been dealt with."
Di Jueshang looked at Murong Wu, hugged her into his arms, and caressed the Qingcheng with his big palm.
His face was rubbed bit by bit, and his eyes darkened a bit.
Murong Wu was trapped in his arms, a little helpless.
Is this man addicted to holding her?
However, the body that was still very repulsive now seems to be used to it.
The hard chest is like the safest barrier, blocking out all dangers. .
"Send Xueqiu'er and the others back, I'll stay."
A cold voice sounded with absolute determination
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