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Qiao Jinyou shouted excitedly as if he had discovered a new world, even if he was excited, he didn't forget to lower the volume.

"What did you find?"

Mo Yuxiao gathered the superfluous expression that was revealed, stepped forward and leaned over and asked.

"Look, Lord Wang! This has claw marks! ”

Qiao Jinyou's finger pointed to the table in front of him where fruit was enshrined.

There is something black on the top, probably the ash that fell from the incense, and there are traces of scratching on the top of the ash, which are scratched by fingernails.

"Incense ash?"

Mo Yuxiao stretched out his hand and stained it with some incense ash, and rubbed his thumb and index finger together with each other.

"Lord Wang, is this a black thing on Su Ziyao's nails?"

Qiao Jinyou leaned over and asked, then took out a handkerchief from his bosom and opened it for comparison.

The eyebrows are frowned, why does it feel a little different? Was she mistaken? Or is it too hearty?

"It's wet."

Mo Yuxiao glanced at something similar to black charcoal on Qiao Jinyou's handkerchief.

"Water?"

Qiao Jinyou looked at it carefully, it did seem to be dipped in water, but it was always a little different.

Suddenly, Qiao Jinyou's mind flashed the traces of Su Ziyao's waist that day's love, cough cough, isn't it ......?

A cold air rose silently around Mo Yuxiao, layer by layer becoming more and more indifferent.

The phoenix's eyes seemed to be frozen, and they were extremely indifferent.

"Wang, what's wrong with you, lord?"

Qiao Jin couldn't understand Mo Yuxiao's sudden change, standing next to Mo Yuxiao, he suddenly felt a lot cooler, and he also felt a little cold inexplicably.

"Nothing."

Mo Yuxiao shook his head coldly and said lightly.

"Yo, let's go home."

Then he grabbed Qiao Jinyou's shoulder and walked out, and the afterglow swept somewhere, becoming much more indifferent.

"Oh."

Qiao Jinyou naturally saw Mo Yuxiao's actions, and didn't ask anything.

The moonlight became much brighter, and shone on them, stretching their shadows long, then shortening, and finally forming a black mass.

They flew away, swept past the glorious palace, and finally disappeared without a trace, and everything was back to normal as if nothing had happened.

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In the gloomy, damp, indifferent place, stood a man with a hat on his head.

Behind the man was a woman dressed in red, her face obscured by a veil, making it impossible to see her clearly.

There was a foul smell coming from this damp place.

"You lied to me?!"

The man spoke indifferently, fingers flicking.

"Master, my subordinates don't dare."

The woman knelt down on her knees and replied lightly.

"Don't dare? Hum! How many times do you think this is the first time? ”

The man snorted coldly and turned around, still feeling his indifferent gaze through the hat.

"Master, his subordinates exactly smelled that he was coming, and they didn't lie about the truth."

The woman lowered her head, a little panicked.

She didn't know if she was right or wrong to do so.

If she knew, would she hate her very much......

"Get out! If there is a next time, you won't have to see the sun! ”

With a wave of the man's hand, the woman was blown up by a strong gust of wind and fell heavily.

"Yes."

The woman struggled, then slowly got up and walked out of the place.

The swaying body seemed to fall at any moment.

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Whew...... I guess you all know what's going on, right?

That Mengmeng didn't say anything, let everything be.