It seems that the words of the old man of the medicine fairy are true, whether she is the so-called "holy lord" or not, the soul of another world is always special.

The scene in front of me is a little blurry, this wine is really aftertaste.

Gu Juexi was lying on the steps, the moon in the sky was dangling, and she chuckled, "Jun Moyao, are you a fool?" ”

"Huh?"

"Since ancient times, the Holy Lords have all been men, and I am a woman, how can I take on this great responsibility?" Gu Juexi smiled, unscrewed the mouth of the wine jug, and made a crisp sound.

"Phew! I don't believe it. Jun Moyao drank the last sip of wine and threw the wine jug.

"How do you feel that one day I will rebel?" If you're drunk, you're drunk.

"It's a small thing...... Trifle! Jun Moyao stood up, "I want to protect my father-in-law's health for the rest of my life!" ”

The night breeze is a little cold.

Father-in-law, you're a ghost.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle Bell ......" A person walks in the distance, and with every step, a crisp bell rings, especially noticeable in the silent night.

"Desperate girl?" Shen Yutan asked softly.

A huge and delicate cage, boxy, every inch was inlaid with pearls for lighting, and the cage trapped Shen Yutan in it.

"You got a cage and locked yourself up?" Gu Juexi smiled and walked around Shen Yutan twice, "It's really interesting, it's a big night, just come out for a walk if you have nothing to do?" ”

"Don't make a fuss, I'm here to talk about what you just said." Shen Yutan was so anxious that he shook the cage.

What's the matter? Rebellion?

"Shame on eavesdropping!" Gu Juexi glanced at Jun Moyao, who was pretending to be asleep, and leaned closer, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Gu Feng." Shen Yutan smiled, "If you don't want to be the leader, you can find a substitute for the dead ghost, I have calculated, if you don't appear, he is also a numerology of the Ninety-Five." ”

"You've counted it again? I've never seen someone like you who hates life for a long time, it's so beautiful. Gu Juexi shook his head, "Your proposal is good, I will consider it, please go back." ”

Shen Yutan smiled awkwardly, went back, and walked.

"Hey, I've never seen you like this." Jun Moyao got up and yawned.

"Don't talk, I'm going back." The drunkenness was fed by the cold wind, and this gust of wind blew the wine awake.