Zi Qianqian stared at the direction Ye Qingluo left, thinking deeply about something.
Hearing Shangguan's guard's words suddenly, he came back to his senses and squinted lightly: "You're welcome."
After finishing speaking, he suppressed the deep meaning in his eyes, turned around and left directly.
She frowned lightly, her beautiful eyes fixed.
What I just saw... Is it a hallucination
Master Mo Zun actually held Ye Qingluo in his arms
Or in that extremely...intimate and ambiguous posture, hugging Ye Qingluo
Didn't it mean that Ye Qingluo is the woman Emperor Zun likes
Why is Ye Qingluo so close to Master Mo Zun
Such a embracing posture is definitely not just the relationship between the master and the students!
Suddenly, Zi Qianqian remembered what the man told her yesterday after someone inquired about Ye Qingluo's news...
As soon as Master Mo Zun came from the General Academy, he directly chose to teach in the Demon Class.
Apparently... he was looking for Ye Qingluo specifically.
Between Mr. Mo Zun and Ye Qingluo... there is definitely a problem!
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night.
A small mountain village not far from Xilan Square.
The surrounding area is desolate and there is no human life at all.
The smell of blood wafted in the air.
In one of the thatched huts, the candlelight elongated the two entangled figures in the room.
There was a vague gasping sound that made people blush.
The night is as cold as water.
A slender figure came quickly under the moonlight.
When approaching the thatched cottage, the footsteps stopped suddenly.
The sound in the room was extremely loud, and the impacting wooden boards crackled.
The ambiguous voice pierced her cold face, making her paler.
"Cough!" The woman coughed with a pale face, suppressing the anger in her chest.
There was a pause in the room, and the tight and loud sound became more intense...
There was no restraint at all because of the arrival of the woman.
"Ah, ah... Ah Xiang... Holy, holy law... outside..."
Fragmented voice, with a man's coquettish.
But because of the fierce treatment, he couldn't utter a complete sentence at all.
The candlelight swayed, and the wooden planks were extraordinarily loud in the silent night.
The woman outside the door couldn't bear it anymore, she raised her leg and kicked the crumbling door open.
The woman clutched her chest and staggered into the room.
The two entangled in that room, as if they were not affected by her, continued to entangle.
Seeing the woman's pale face, she looked seriously injured.
Only then did the two respond.
Xiang Shengfa tore off his clothes, casually covered the man below him, got up wrapped in a piece of clothes and walked towards the woman: "What did you do? Why are you in such a mess?"
The woman pushed Xiang Shengfa's hand away in disgust, and staggered against the wooden table.
Under the feet, it seems to have stepped on something.
She looked down and saw a corpse that had been cut in two.
Judging by his attire, he is obviously the owner of this thatched cottage.
She frowned, and kicked the half of the corpse away: "You can afford this kind of place, the taste is really strong."
Xiang Shengfa looked back at Si Yanmu, who was already fully dressed, and laughed loudly: "As long as Mu Mu is there, this holy law can make...'excitement' anywhere."
Si Yanmu put a robe embroidered with elephant patterns on Xiang Shengfa's body, and when he heard this, his warm and jade-like face blushed immediately: "Ah Xiang, you are teasing me again."
Xiang Shengfa's eyes darkened, as if he wanted to hug Si Yanmu into his arms again and love him a lot.
"You two, enough is enough!" The woman patted the table impatiently.
This beat made her chest feel sore.
She coughed a few times, and said with a dark face: "Today's mission failed, Gao Xuan's first class surrendered, and the Demon Squad already has more leaders."