"Impression, huh?" Li Wenzheng smiled slightly, as if he and his wife had known Xuan Nai for a long time.

"Isn't this girl the 'peeping elf'?" Song Zhimo said with a little surprise, the young smile with the calm of the old man was really a little unbelievable

"Yes, but she's not an elf, she's a snow shadow wolf," Li Wenzheng raised an eyebrow.

"Huh? Can transform into a human form (demonic beast)?"

"That's right, and it seems that she also became the maid of this Nightless Clan, and her level is higher than that of President Qing, 7 levels and three stages." As he spoke, Li Wenzheng found the photo of Ninety-Nine and clicked on it.

"Huh? This?" I don't know if it was because of the appearance of the ninety-nine, or because of the accident that such a high-level demonic beast became the maid of the ninety-nine, Song Zhimo was even more surprised.

"And this." As he spoke, Li Wenzheng handed a photo of Gennai Zhu who kept a snowball shape to his wife.

Song Zhimo took the photo, and was immediately attracted by the small snow shadow demon wolf that looked like a snowball above, "Wow! This, this, is that her?" As she spoke, she pointed to Gennai's figure in the photo.

"Yes."

"Oh, heh, this, it's, it's a lovely pair. Beautiful, lovely......" Song Zhimo's eyes flashed, it was the yearning, envy, and longing gaze that only women would appear when they saw beautiful things. But there is also a kind of maternal warmth.

Song Zhimo looked at the seven photos in his hand repeatedly, looking at this and that again, and finally simply used magic to pull several photos in the air at the same time.

Li Wenzheng, squinting his eyes, looked at his happy wife with satisfaction.

But as soon as the camera turned, his wife's happy eyebrows slowly fell, and she put down the photo in her hand. The two hands, one up and one down, were put together on Li Wenzheng's one hand, "Wenzheng, please...... Leave her alone. I really don't think this little girl from the Nightless Clan is a bad person......

Li Wenzheng immediately laughed mockingly, "Hehe, wife, don't worry, you won't do it." I promised my son just now that I wouldn't do it, so you can rest assured." Li Wenzheng looked at his wife affectionately, "Moreover, I can't bear to let such a lovely child become the plaything of those people."

Hearing this, the corners of Song Zhimo's lips rose, with an expression of 'you don't want me to act here anymore', and smiled slightly: "Wenzheng, we have been together for decades. What kind of person are you, I don't know yet? If it's for our son, you can definitely do it."

"Cut" Immediately, Li Wenzheng looked like he was stuck in the death hole, shook his head as if he was remorseful, and then lamented helplessly, with a little hatred that iron is not steel: "Oops......

"Wenzheng, that's the election of the president, please......

Before he finished speaking, Li Wenzheng interrupted his wife, "Ahhhh Come on. Wife, I- know what you mean, I know, I know. I've already decided not to do anything about this, don't worry, don't ink."

Although there was some irritability in his words, Li Wenzheng's overall tone was still very gentle.

"Okay." Song Zhimo smiled bitterly and withdrew his hand. Then, her poignant eyes drooped and she sighed softly.

There was some silence in the room, and after a while, Li Wenzheng stood up, turned his back to his wife, and looked up and sighed.

"Well, actually...... I really want to trade this child for a life in the world. But ah...... Hey."

The wife tilted her head and looked at Li Wenzheng with a hint of puzzlement.

"Such a lovely Sleepless Clan, those 'important ministers' in the imperial capital must like it very much, so it is absolutely indispensable to give us benefits. At best, maybe we'll be able to settle down in the capital in one fell swoop. Maybe the title will not be increased, but it can definitely be increased several times. And the days in the imperial capital are definitely better than here."

"But ......" his wife was about to say, but Li Wenzheng took a step forward and said, "But that child ...... Isn't it ruined, do you want to say that? Hmph, wife, are there still fewer compatriots who died at the hands of the Nightless Clan? Now that we're just sending a better, kinder Nightless Clan, why can't you bear it? You must know how many innocent, kind-hearted Red Devils have been brutally killed by them. Just a few days ago, at the foot of Mount Maristo, there was a small village called Ministo, which was attacked by the Nightless Tribe. Although the people living in it are all untouchables of the ancient race, there are also many kind people in those ancient races. But what? Won't you be killed too?"

Li Wenzheng frowned, regretful, "How many people have been hurt by the Nightless Clan, and now I am just sending one of them who is a little kinder to be the 'pet' of those people, not killing her. What's so bad?"

"Tsk...... But our Mo'er ......" Song Zhimo smacked his tongue slightly, and his tone seemed to be self-deprecating for his own powerlessness.

"Definitely against me, right? But in fact, I really don't care about his 'now' opposition, and when he grows up, he will understand my hard work. Hey......" Li Wenzheng smiled and turned his head kindly, "Wife, do you know why I promised him not to make a move on that little vampire?"

Song Zhimo was a little confused by the sudden turn, and was stunned~.

"I'm not lying to our son, I really don't plan to do anything to that little vampire."

"Huh?" When Song Zhimo heard this, he smiled suspiciously, "No, don't you make a move?"

"Of course. Why am I lying to you?" The castle lord smiled kindly, sat back down beside his wife, and found Gennai's photo from those few photos, "Didn't you eavesdrop? So you're sure to hear what that Genna said."

"Uh, yes." The wife was a little stunned. Listening to this matter is occasionally very brain-consuming, especially for people who don't use a turning word well, listening, even more tired.

The city lord pointed to Gennai, who was as delicate as an elf in the photo: "I originally thought that this demonic beast called Gennai was just forced to obey the Nightless Clan with a higher rank than her, so even if this Nightless Clan suddenly disappeared, she would not be good, and she would even be happy because she was free again."

"But the truth, it seems, is the exact opposite of what I thought. This Genna seems to be genuinely happy...... Happy? Uh, no, I should say it...... Honor her master. That's right, this Gennai seems to respect his master very much, which is why he hugs his master as soon as he enters the door."

"Huh?" The wife pursed her lips, he didn't know what her husband meant by 'hugging his master'. Because she didn't see it, she just heard it, so she didn't know what her husband was talking about.