Chapter 9: Circulars
Looking at Duguji's smile, Yue Zhao estimated that he felt very uncomfortable, "What's wrong with my throat!" β
Although she couldn't hear it clearly, Duguji could still guess what the complete sentence she originally said was from a few syllables that she could vaguely hear. Even otherwise, based on his familiarity with her, he had the ability to judge her intention from the shape of her mouth and facial expressions.
"What about me...... Dugu Ji still smiled, "I changed your body, you can see if you like it or not." β
Yue Zhaoxi's hand grasped the futon under him, "What's the matter?" Give me a new shell? β
As soon as she spoke, her throat hurt like a knife.
"That's right, the daughter of the first ghost king, nominally the only lady in my underworld."
Yue Zhao estimated that it was like a slap in the face, but unfortunately she was weak at this moment, and when her hand had that intention, Duguji had already pulled her hand tightly.
The living do not know the things of the underworld, but the dead of the underworld know a little of the mundane things of the underworld.
Dugu Ji knew everything about Yue Zhao's estimates, but Yue Zhao could only sigh at Dugu Ji's nonsense. "You! Why did you ask for a daughter-in-law again! β
Where does this leave her face? Even if she and Duguji are only nominal.
Nominally? Could it be ......
In Yue Zhao's incomprehensible and inquiring gaze, Dugu Ji nodded, "That's right, I and the daughter of the first ghost king are also playing." When I first came here before, I married his daughter to win trust, but now that I have overthrown him and become the current ghost king of the underworld, his daughter will naturally live and die as I like. Didn't this pull you down as soon as I took office? β
Yue Zhao gritted his teeth with hatred! Who the wants you to pull me down? Isn't it fragrant to be alive?
"Be content, not everyone has your blessing to follow me, and besides, if not...... I wouldn't have taken you with me so early. β
When Dugu Ji said something, she paused, and Yue Zhao estimated that she also knew Dugu Ji's urine, so she deduced several possibilities. And one of the possibilities she hopes for the most is that Duguman is the change that Duguji said.
Did Dugu find her soon? So Dugu Ji will avoid Dugu Man in a hurry, so he will strike first?
Watching Yue Zhao's expression change, Dugu smiled ruthlessly. "That's your son."
An ordinary sentence with endless coldness pierced her heartbreak. Did he see it?
Dugu Man...... Truly...... She didn't know, but she preferred it to be what she hoped it would be.
"You seem to know what Duguman's identity is?"
"Don't be delusional about diverting from me." Dugu Ji ruthlessly exposed her, "Don't expect anything to come out of my mouth!" β
Yue Zhao snorted disdainfully, "Who cares?" Just ask, you still want to go to heaven. β
Looking at Yue Zhao's arrogant face, Dugu Ji smiled dotingly.
Yue Zhao estimated that he avoided his eyes directly, and he didn't want to look at him more. For some reason, when she saw Duguji's smile now, she was flustered and uncomfortable. It's like taking a mouthful of poison and smothering the old blood in the chest, and it's uncomfortable.
"Shy?" Duguji obviously didn't believe it.
"What do you have to do with it!" Yue Zhaoxuan directly pulled on the quilt, turned over, and wrapped himself tightly. After that, he directly ignored the existence of Duguji and closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Dugu Ji smiled helplessly, "It's the same old way, it's the same old way." β
"Bang bang." There was a slight knock on the door. After a short while, the man outside the door shouted in a low voice, "King." β
Dugu Ji looked at Yue Zhao as if he was motionless, as if he was really asleep. The corners of his mouth still had that vague smile. He just patted her on the back and then tucked the futon tightly behind her.
Just as he used to do.
Only now, she is indifferent.
She pricked up her ears and listened to the movement outside.
"I'll go back as soon as I go." Dugu Ji didn't know when it shook her ears. The exhaled air from his lips hit her earlobe, and her heart trembled, frightened and dangerous.
But Yue Zhao didn't care so much, she was more concerned about the voice outside, if she heard it right, it was the voice of Bai Baijia, right? It was not the voice of the Hundred Years Hundred Age Families who possessed Ye Yaolian's body, but the body that the Hundred Years Hundred Years had at the beginning.
She always remembered the voice of Bai Baijia herself, because that year ......
It rained on the walls, and the room was stuffy. She occupies a noble position and has always acted recklessly within the limits of what is feasible. She took advantage of the fact that the clan was facing a once-in-a-millennium Shenchi full of water, and the clansmen ran to deal with the accident of the Shenchi, and when she circled around the Shenchi, she flew out and wandered around the clan.
A little boy was playing with weeds on the muddy edge of the broken wall, and he pulled them off one by one, humming a little song in his mouth, as if celebrating his masterpiece.
Yue Zhao estimated that she would be like that when she was a child, so in that scene, when she saw a teenager playing in the rain in the wasteland, doing that kind of bad behavior against plants, her feeling was that she met a soulmate by chance. At that time, she felt that it was rare to meet a bosom friend! was able to meet a like-minded person in her lifetime.
So she joined the team of weeds pulling along the mud. After that, it was out of control, and she, a high-ranking one-blooded witch, took the initiative to take care of this sick seedling.
It was a long time before she learned from her master that the young man was not playing an ordinary song, but a requiem.
The requiem is a kind of ability that the prophet comes with, and the key of the song can make the listener obey the player's orders and be willing. However, if it is applied to different levels of people, the effect will be different. At that time, Yue Zhao estimated that he had not yet cultivated well, and his control of witchcraft was completely based on instinct, which could be said to be weak.
Hundred years of Gana may laugh at her in her heart, it turns out that a bloody witch can be bewitched by him for so long.
Since then, she has had an instinctive resistance to Bai Baijia's voice, and when she hears his voice, he will unconsciously be vigilant. In fact, the requiem that Centennial used on her back then was the greatest shame of her witch career. She was a one-blooded witch, and she was trapped by a little hairy child back then. Can this kind of thing not be remembered?
Dugu Ji knew that Yue Zhaoji was pretending to be asleep, and he also knew that Yue Zhaoji was actually very awake. But he still went out lightly, deliberately taking a light step, just so as not to upset her.
The moment Dugu Ji walked out of the room and closed the door, Yue Zhaoji's eyes opened. Her heart let go, and her mind followed the extremeβ
"Wang ......" Bai Baijia was just about to speak, when he saw Ji's hand raised, his five fingers pointing upward.
Bai Baijia didn't ask. Dugu Ji looked at the hidden witchcraft aura of Yue Zhao in the air, and smiled mysteriously.
Listen to it.
"Say it." As if he hadn't found it, Dugu lowered his arm and motioned for Bai Baijia to continue.
Although Bai Baijia was a little inexplicable, he didn't care. "It's set."
"Poor child, you don't even know if you're being used."
Bai Baijia was a little puzzled, wasn't this the king's deployment? When will the king sympathize with his enemies?
"When will Xiao Weak Bait come back to report?"
She thought that the Moon Palace Niangniang was dead, and said that she would look for it again. She regretted it. β
"Well, it looks like she doesn't know what I'm going to do."
"One more thing."
Dugu Ji glanced at him briefly.
Bai Baijia continued: "That's it...... The ...... that possessed Ye Yaolian That one, it seems......"