The stars in the sky were still twinkling, confirming that Yun Qingyan was asleep. Di Jiuque slowly opened his ice eyes and stared at her closely.
In the cold and arrogant eyes, tenderness unexpectedly appeared.
He couldn't help but tighten his hands and hold the person in his arms tighter.
"Lord Emperor, how effective is the bitter meat trick?" At this moment, Yao Ya's urgent voice came through the spiritual connection.
"It's acceptable." Di Jiuque replied coldly.
Yao Ya seemed to be relieved and asked quickly, "Then...can I not go to the Morodo Mountains to mine?"
Not to mention the dangerous environment of the Morodo Mountains! It was windy and rainy, and it was in a remote location with sparsely populated areas!
Going there to mine is like being exiled!
His delicate skin, how could it still be healed after going to such a place? When the weather comes, he will turn into one of those rough-looking old men. How many young girls will be hurt
"Ha." Faced with Yao Ya's question, Di Jiuque snorted coldly and directly cut off the spiritual connection.
If it hadn't been for his bad idea, the little guy wouldn't have quarreled with him before!
Even if he makes amends, it won't change the fact that he had some bad ideas before!
Yao Ya's face on the opposite side instantly wrinkled into a bitter melon.
What does Lord Emperor's "ha" mean
Was this agreed or not
Yao Ya felt depressed.
Every day he has to deal with affairs in the divine domain with Feng Liao, and he also has to fight with a group of old foxes and play Tai Chi. Finally, he has to give Emperor Zun thirty-six strategies to chase his wife. If the strategy fails, there is a risk of being exiled to mine. Is it easy for him? he
Yao Ya wanted to find Di Jiuque and ask him about the word 'ha', but without Di Jiuque's permission, he did not dare to disturb him privately -
In case the time comes, he who doesn’t need to mine will be sent to mine again...
Yao Ya, who was cut off from contact by Di Jiuque, looked at the pile of unfinished business affairs on his desk with a headache, and suddenly felt that his life was even more miserable.
He hummed twice.
No... no way. He can't be the only one in such misery!
Good brothers, we share blessings and share hardships! Tonight, he would take all his official duties to have a good chat with that guy Feng Liao.
After cutting off the connection with Yao Ya, Di Jiuque instantly felt that the entire noisy spiritual world had become quiet.
The evening breeze brings the sound of cicadas chirping, making the entire summer starry night appear cleaner and more peaceful.
A faint smile appeared on Di Jiuque's always expressionless, cold and handsome face. He gently tightened his hand, almost burying the person in his arms completely in his chest, and the corners of his mouth curved with satisfaction.
Thousands of lights are on, and the Yun family's mansion is quiet and soft.
at the same time…
In the dense forest of southern Xinjiang, a few purple butterflies fluttered through the dark forest.
Then, countless magnificent purple lights gathered, and a charming and strange figure slowly gathered.
As soon as the figure gathered together, he suddenly supported an ancient tree, and with a loud sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The silver mask reflected cold light in the moonlight, and the bright red blood stained the red and moist thin lips, which looked strangely coquettish.
Jiang Wuya's pair of deep and cold purple eyes flashed with a strange purple cold light, which was very eerie. He licked the corners of his lips coldly, leaned up against the tree, and looked in the direction of Bei'an Country. His beautiful eyes were deep and mysterious. Very cold!
That aura... was that mysterious man who once made a move at the auction house!
Even just a mental attack from a distance can hurt him? !
(End of chapter)