The night was dark, and a cool breeze blew.

The branches swayed and the leaves fell.

A slender figure leaned against the top of a tree trunk, its gray-black robe gently swaying in midair.

Yu Yu's eyes were heavy as he stared at the bamboo house in the distance.

The candle flame is faint, and you can vaguely see the petite figure constantly shaking in front of the window.

The little girl who called herself his 'sister' but wanted to run away from him.

Who the hell is she?

"Can you find out?"

The calm atmosphere was pierced by a cold voice, and the coldness of the tone made people feel chills down their spines inexplicably.

The man kneeling on one knee on the ground hurriedly raised the booklet in his hand respectfully: "Back to the Lord, my subordinates have found out the matter, and when the Lord is sleeping in the ice coffin, there are no blood relatives still alive in this world." ”

Hearing this, Yu Yu twisted his eyebrows, as if he was displeased.

Flicking his sleeves, suddenly, the booklet fell into his hands.

He bowed his head and said nothing, his knobby fingers flipped through the book unhurriedly.

Nearly half of the blood relatives did not call the word "Niuniu".

The hand holding the booklet tightened slightly, she was lying to him!

The chill around him added a little more.

Sensing the fluctuation of the lord's breath, Qin Ran subconsciously frowned.

The Lord has always been moody, why is it now......

When he first saw that the Lord personally called him out, he was still very happy, he thought that the Lord was going to return to the Demon Sect this time, but unexpectedly, the Lord asked him to find out where the Lord's blood relatives were?

Could it be that the Lord wants to reawaken the Seven Emotions and abandon the Demon Sect?

How can this be?

Qin Ran couldn't help but speak: "Lord, in recent days, the Second Protector and the Old Sect Leader have acted in the name of the Lord, and the Lord really won't go back?" ”

Yu Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at him condescendingly: "It's just some jumping clowns, why care." ”

The Demon Cult was already under his control.

Even if he loses his memories for nearly a thousand years, it will not hinder his actions.

There is one exception.

That little liar.

In a trance, I saw the little girl smiling at him coquettishly, her eyes full of cunning.

The hand hanging at his side loosened slightly.

Wait, wait.

After a moment of silence, Yu Yu narrowed his eyes and hid the emotions in his eyes, "Continue to stay in the Demon Sect, if you have nothing important, you don't need to show up." ”

"But......" Qin Ran paused, remembering the Lord's temperament, he swallowed his words again, but the worry on his face was not hidden.

Yu Yu knew what he meant, and said lightly: "It's not time yet." ”

"Yes."

Qin Ran answered, his figure flashed, and he disappeared.

There was only a faint smell of blood in the air.

.

A good night's sleep.

Without the big devil hanging around, Shen Shushu felt that the air outside was fragrant.

"Aunt Wang, can I borrow a pot to boil water?"

"Little girl, you take a break, wait for the eldest lady to burn it."

Aunt Wang shouted while packing up the work on her hands.

Shen Shushu hurriedly ran away with the cauldron: "No, no, no, no need Auntie, I can do it myself!" ”

Aunt Wang: "......"

Why is this little girl in such a hurry?

Early in the morning, Shen Shushu not only successfully rubbed breakfast, but also moved the only cauldron of Aunt Wang's house back to the bamboo house.

She really hadn't washed well for two days, and she felt very uncomfortable with the stickiness all over her body.

Fortunately, the well was not far from the bamboo house, otherwise she would have been tired to death if she hadn't taken a bath.

It took three buckets of water in a row to start boiling.

The pot was very large, Shen Shushu poured a bucket of water into it, picked up the fire fold and tried to light the fire.

The small room is full of firewood, which is used to boil a pot of water, and it is estimated that it is not a big problem.

I was confident when I thought about it, but—

A moment later.

"Ahem," choking black smoke kept drifting out, Shen Shushu covered her face, her eyes were red, and bean-sized tears fell down in a stream.

Wiping her tears casually, she pulled the firewood with a sad face: "Why do you even bully people with firewood!?" ”