"Wife, can you not look at him?"

Shui Yanyan saw that she had been looking at Feng Chenxiao, and felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart, that man was not good-looking, why did she look at him?

Mu Xueyi didn't respond, just looked away, and then glanced at him lightly.

Huh?

The wife actually listened to him!

Shui Yanyan felt incredible, but she was also a little happy, does this mean that she doesn't like Feng Chenxiao?

Well, Shui Yanyan has already listed Feng Chenxiao as one of his rivals.

However, he didn't know that Mu Xueyi didn't have any feelings for Feng Chenxiao at all, and she and Feng Chenxiao couldn't get along at all.

The banquet didn't end until very late, but Feng Chenxiao, who was the protagonist, left the venue early, and Feng Nianyu and Feng Nianyin naturally left.

Mu Xueyi also returned to the palace, and after all the people in the palace rested, she avoided the guards and left the palace and went to the Evil Moon Palace.

"What about Hades?"

"Lord Dharma Protector is not in the temple!"

Star replied respectfully, kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up without her permission.

"When did he go out?"

Mu Xueyi flipped through the account book in her hand, and the account books on it were all written very clearly, without a trace of error.

"It's been half an hour."

That's an hour.

"Let's go down."

Mu Xueyi closed the account book in her hand, and then flipped through the next one.

"Yes, Lord!"

In the dark night, a black figure quietly entered the courtyard, his breath was a little weak, he looked around, saw that there was no one, and opened the door and went in.

When he took off his shirt, his body was covered with hideous whiplashes, and the burning pain was unbearable, but this person seemed to have no feeling.

To be precise, it's like I'm used to this kind of injury.

The face under his mask was expressionless at the moment, his eyes lowered, he drugged himself, and his cold voice was slightly hoarse.

"Come out."

Mu Xueyi lit the candle, her eyes touched the wound on his body, she didn't ask anything, she just stepped forward and took the medicine bottle in his hand, and with a slight pinch, it shattered.

Unmoved, still cold and indifferent, it seems that in his opinion, being naked is not a big deal.

He raised his hand to put on his clothes, and then knelt on the ground, and his cold voice did not fluctuate at all: "See the Venerable Lord." ”

Mu Xueyi didn't tell him to get up, pinched his collar tightly, and in an instant, his shirt was shattered by her internal force.

Looking at the whips covered on his body, the emotions in his eyes remained unchanged, and he was terrifyingly calm, and he didn't ask him how he got it.

The cold fingertips covered his wound, and he could vaguely feel his body tremble, but he didn't avoid it, but just asked coldly, "What does this mean, Lord?" ”

Mu Xueyi's hand was forced, and his face turned a little pale, but he still didn't avoid it, just because she was the master, and he ...... It's a servant.

With an indifferent expression, she took out a jade porcelain bottle, lifted the lid, and sprinkled the medicinal powder inside on his wound.

After using the medicine, the wound is ten times more painful than before, or even a hundred times more painful!

But the wound on his back was slowly healing, and finally there was no scar, and even the scar of the old wound disappeared.

For a while, there was still a hot pain behind him.

Ming was silent until Mu Xueyi turned to leave: "Didn't the Venerable Lord ask why his subordinates were injured?" ”

"It has nothing to do with the deity."

Mu Xueyi did not stop walking, and walked out of the yard.

Indeed...... Nothing to do with her.

His cold eyes flickered slightly, and his slender hand touched the mask that covered his face, and then fell down, not uncovered.