The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor

Chapter 367: Good night, Xiaojiu

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In the cave of Wudao Peak, Lu Jiuque, a heartless guy, was holding his belly and smiling brightly. Looking at his proud look, he seemed to want to roll around on the ground.

Di Shifang sat quietly aside, and after a while he raised his head and said, "Who is this person?"

Lu Jiuque climbed up from the soft couch, and then saw Di Shifang holding the letter from Ling Jue in his hand, and curled his lips and said, "A person who wants to assassinate me."

Lu Jiuque was sure and certain that she did not know Princess Furong of the Anyang Empire.

Is she so unlucky that someone she doesn't know wants to come and stab her

Gently raising his eyes, Di Shifang said calmly: "Kill her?"

Lu Jiuque stepped forward, took the letter, and nodded: "I decided so too." It was better to eliminate future troubles forever.

However, Luoxia City, the imperial capital of Anyang Empire, is very far away from Douhun City. It would take three months on foot.

There are regulations within the sect that disciples are not allowed to leave the sect for a long time unless they accept a mission.

But the disciples who are qualified to go down the mountain to accept the mission must be a second-level star soul master or above...

Ahem, she is still only a first-level star soul master.

Just when Lu Jiuque was thinking about whether he should find a mission to do, Di Shifang took out a royal sign.

"Break through today and descend the mountain tomorrow. This mission is suitable for you."

Putting down the imperial decree, Di Shifang patted Lu Jiuque's head, then turned and walked out, as if he knew Lu Jiuque was ready to practice.

"Emperor Shifang..."

He stopped and responded in a low voice.

"Um?"

Looking at the young man's upright back, Lu Jiuque suddenly felt a little shocked, and his face was burning.

He couldn't let her take the initiative to ask him if he wanted to continue what he was doing today, right

Otherwise, ask, are you still hungry

Phew, why does this feel like cleaning yourself up, packing it up and delivering it to others

In the end, Lu Jiuque could only say with some annoyance: "Well, no... it's nothing..."

Di Shifang looked back, glanced at her quietly, then suddenly stepped forward, lifted her chin and placed a kiss on her lips like a dragonfly.

The soft touch, warm breath, and his intoxicating breath...

All this was like feathers, tickling Lu Jiuque's heart, making her eyes widen and her face slowly turning crimson.

Di Shifang's eyes darkened slightly. He gently rubbed her delicate lips with his thumb and said in a dumb voice, "Good night... Xiaojiu."

The youthful voice has a special kind of magnetism.

Lu Jiuque felt like he was surrounded by this voice, falling deeper and deeper.

Her mind went blank and she could only nod blankly.

Di Shifang's eyes were full of endearment, and he couldn't help but flick her eyebrows before turning around and leaving.

Outside the cave, Di Shifang raised his eyes and looked at Yunshu Yunjuan in the sky. After a long time, he said, "Why are you hiding here?"

There was a rustle in the tree, and a young man in purple jumped down from the treetop.

In the new moon night, the nine Suisui tails swayed gently, making the young man's face look charming and graceful.

But there was deep anger in those cat-like eyes.

"Di Shifang, I am wanted now."

"Well, what does it have to do with me?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Gu Ming almost laughed out of anger, "Ha... don't tell me that you didn't do anything about the reason why the people in the temple want me."

"You can go back to the Nine-tailed Fox Clan."

"No return."

Di Shifang stopped and looked back: "Then what do you want?"