Thinking of the horrifying scene, Qinglong was in a bad mood, and hurriedly drove a carriage from the nearest Hades Mansion at the fastest speed, and only asked his wayward master not to make it happen even if he wanted to shock the world. The city is full of wind and rain, and everyone knows it.
Nangong Yu glanced at the nervous Qinglong with a half-smile, and he felt chills all over.
But He Xi said coldly: "No need, I can go back by myself. Let's leave now."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but before she took two steps, she suddenly felt a powerful force on her waist, pulling her body straight up.
Before Hexi could utter an exclamation, he was already stuffed into the carriage, and the exit was firmly blocked by Nangong Yu.
The carriage swayed forward, and after running a few steps, it got faster and faster, and the speed was almost as fast as the car in the previous life.
Hexi stared at Nangong Yu with an ugly expression: "Your Majesty Hades, how could you do something to force a little girl?"
Nangong Yu said with a leisurely smile: "Who stipulated that this king cannot force the little girl?"
As he said that, he leaned forward slightly, and said slowly: "What's more, I only forced you."
Hexi's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to avoid his gaze, but for some reason, there was an inexplicable joy in her heart.
The corner of Nangong Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out a refreshment and put it on the small table, and said softly, "You haven't eaten after a busy day, right?"
Hexi was slightly taken aback, only to feel a fragrance with strong aura blowing towards her face.
She turned her head and looked around, only to find that the carriage was inconspicuous on the outside, but the decoration inside was extremely luxurious.
The furnishings in the carriage are all spirit weapons made by refining, with slight fluctuations in spiritual power. The brocade that fell on the ground was made of Ten Thousand Years Ice Silk, and the seemingly inconspicuous small table was also made of rare Ten Thousand Years Ebony Wood.
As for the bright white tea set that Nangong Yu had just placed on the small table, although the material could not be discerned, there was a lingering light all over it, and it was not ordinary at first glance.
He Xi shook his head while looking at it: "It's really Zhumen's wine and meat stinks, there are frozen bones on the road!"
Everything here is worth far more than the dilapidated small courtyard I bought, and it makes people envious and hateful just looking at it.
Nangong Yu had never heard of this poem, but he immediately understood the meaning of the poem, and said with a leisurely smile, "Why, are you despising me?"
"No, I'm just hating the rich!" Hexi curled her lips, grabbed a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.
The rich fragrance spread between the lips and tongue. Although it is not as smooth and soft as the homemade food, 90% of the spiritual power contained in the food has not been lost. This is already the best food in the world she has ever eaten.
Hexi's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "It tastes really good."
Nangong Yu's eyes were burning on her open and closed red lips, and the white teeth were hidden under the pink and bright red, like white snow and red plum blossoms, which amazed his heart that had been silent for many years, and also made some kind of burning desire in his body~ Hope began to move around.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Hexi's hand that was still holding half of the pastry, forced her to come over, then lowered his head, and took the piece of pastry together with Hexi's fingers into his mouth.
He Xi stiffened all over, as if struck by lightning: "You..."
Nangong Yu swallowed the pastry, not realizing what it tasted like at all, but smiled evilly and said, "It tastes really good."