"No matter how big the Demon Capital is, it is only in the Moxibustion Dance Continent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info"Long Pu doesn't take this matter too seriously.

They are not from the Moxibustion Dance Continent, and sooner or later they will have to leave, and when the time comes, the Demon Capital will have nothing to do with them.

Originally, he just wanted to give the young master a force, but now in his opinion, with Jiuxi's heart, she doesn't need this so-called power, and even for her, it's more like a drag.

In fact, just as he thought, Jiuxi yearns for freedom more.

She has never cared much about the position of power.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Jiuxi was a little puzzled, but he also asked Long Pu to open the door.

The man was dressed in white, floating out of the dust, just standing quietly, leaving the world independent.

Jiuxi was stunned, and swallowed the master back to his mouth.

Now is not the time to recognize each other......

"Yun Miao greets the young city lord!" The slow voice blew in his ears like a breeze, pulling back Jiuxi's thoughts.

"Sit!" Jiuxi didn't get up, just looked in the direction of the table and chair, and motioned for him to sit down.

The cloudy ancient well's waveless black eyes, a trace of doubt flashed.

"Look at the tea!" Ignoring Long Ao and Long Pu's strange gaze, Jiuxi's lazy voice was faint and had an intoxicating atmosphere.

Yun Miao really doesn't understand it now, didn't she say that she was a gentleman? Didn't she say that she didn't eat oil and salt?

The steward who came in with Yun Miao was dumbfounded, standing there neither advancing nor retreating.

However, Jiuxi didn't seem to see it, just sipping the tea and ignoring it.

"You go back first!" Long Ao kindly walked up to the steward.

He suddenly remembered that this cloud was not the same one that appeared at the previous martial arts competition......

The steward was a little depressed, but he didn't say anything, Jiuxi was a freewheeling and willful fool in his eyes.

What made him most depressed was that this gentleman was the owner of the Demon Capital, and everyone in the Demon Capital coaxed him, provided for him, and accompanied him to mess around.

"Our young master...... Like ......" Long Ao took another dose of fierce medicine and handed the steward a look that you know, which was more or less ambiguous.

When the steward heard it, he understood it in seconds, no wonder he couldn't look down on Su Jingyao, it turned out to be a good mouthful.

Thinking of this, the gaze that looked at Yun Miao had a hint of sympathy.

Now that Su Jingyao is missing, I only hope that Yun Miao can really divert his attention and stop staring at Su Jingyao.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Yun Miao with anticipation, and turned to leave.

Facing the strange gaze of the manager, Jiuxi shook the goosebumps on his body.

"Uncle Ao, do you say it again?" Jiuxi's words were very slow, word by word, and he gritted his teeth a little.

"Ahem, young master, you talk, I won't mix with the old man. As the words fell, he was no longer visible in the room.

"I'm gone, too. Although Long Pu didn't know why Jiuxi was so different from Yun Miao.

Whether you really like it...... Yun Miao's dusty skin or anything, he has no opinion.

Even as long as Jiuxi opened his mouth, he could tie Yun Miao up and send her to the bed......

Long Ao shook his head, shaking off the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, where is Jiuxi such a person......

Although Yun Miao's gaze at Jiuxi was still indifferent, it was still a little strange.

He could hear the conversation between Long Ao and the steward clearly.

I just don't know if it was right or wrong to agree to him this time.

With the sound of the door creaking shut, Jiuxi's pearl-like voice was particularly clear in the room.