Mu Qingxue sat in a soft sedan chair, closing her eyes and recuperating.
The branch is really becoming more and more unscrupulous now, and today he actually wants to do something to her in the Beiyue Palace, and he really thinks that she Mu Qingxue is soft persimmon.
It seems that I have to think about how I want to do something for the branch, and it's not a good thing to be restless all the time.
Speechless all the way, Mu Qingxue returned to her room, and she didn't know when there was an extra figure in the room.
"King Xuan?"
Mu Qingxue looked at the person sitting in her room grandiosely, and thought that she was dazzled.
How does this thing turn over his window in the middle of the night?
"Master Mu doesn't invite this king to a cup of tea?"
Ye Xiu Dye didn't have the slightest intention of seeing anything outside, and looked at Mu Qingxue and smiled lightly.
An unspeakable demon with every move, and an unspeakable seduction.
"It's not good for King Xuan to break into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night."
Mu Qingxue was unmoved, trying not to let herself look at the eyes of the night cultivator.
"This king doesn't think there's anything bad, if the young master Mu doesn't pour tea for the king, then the king will go to Mrs.
Mu, and the king believes that Mrs.
Mu will definitely entertain the king warmly."
Ye Xiu Dye didn't move from beginning to end, just looking at Mu Qingxue like this.
The words that came out made Mu Qingxue almost can't hold back a slap.
But Mu Qingxue still knows, according to the nature of this thing, maybe he can really do this kind of thing.
When the time comes, it won't be good if you disturb grandma's rest.
Gritting his teeth, he poured out a glass of water from the table and placed it in front of Ye Xiu Ran.
"It seems that Master Mu doesn't seem to be very happy to see this king?"
Night dyeing is typical of people who have to make inches, and they don't know what contentment is. looked at Mu Qingxue with a smile on his face, and opened his mouth if he owed it.
"King Xuan can come, this young master is very happy."
Mu Qingxue gritted her teeth and reminded herself again and again not to let herself be as knowledgeable as this thing.
"That's good." “……” "King Xuan, do you have something?
It's getting late. ” The two sat quietly for a while, and Mu Qingxue finally couldn't help it.
What the hell does this thing want to do, just sit here and drink tea?
But the time was wrong, it was already night.
"Oh, it's night, and the king will go first."
Night cultivation and dyeing seemed to be an afterthought, and he went directly through the window and left.
Mu Qingxue looked at the night cultivator who was leaving, and her face was speechless.
Is this man really not sick?
Why do things go off the line like this?
He must have just been at odds with himself, Mu Qingxue finally came to such a conclusion.
Angrily came to the bed, hugged the quilt and began to sleep.
At this time, Ye Xiu was dressed in red and came to the outside of Los Angeles, kneeling in front of the five figures.
Ye Xiuran didn't say anything, his figure flashed, and several people disappeared directly into the darkness.
That night, the Tianji Pavilion was picked in the branch of Los Angeles, and no one was spared, and only a poppy pattern was found at the scene, and other than that, there were no clues.
However, when the insider saw this mark, he knew it in his heart.
Mu Qingxue also knew about this matter for the first time, but it didn't seem to have a big impact on her, so she naturally didn't take it to heart.
"Miss, the ancestor asked you to come over, saying that he had something to look for you."
Huidong's voice came from outside, and Mu Qingxue couldn't be lazy now, so she hurriedly got up from the bed.
At this time, Mu Shi sat on the main seat in the hall, and two elderly middle-aged people sat below, and the three of them talked happily.