Yun Ruochen's eyes moved slightly, and after a slight stiffness in the wiping action, he returned to normal, and said in a low voice: "Send it over." ”

But it was said that Qinglin came all the way, but after finding this annex, he found that the owner suddenly did not move, and it was also pinched by the guards of this annex for seven inches.

Just when it thought that its life was going to be confessed here, the people of this garden suddenly took it to a room and closed the door and left.

Fortunately, I didn't make myself a snake soup directly, Qinglin comforted himself.

Hey, this breath is so familiar, this is the master, and there is another ......

The snake's body writhed, and Qinglin turned around to see what was going on.

But the next moment it froze there, and it ...... It's not ...... ...... that often appear at night Is that the Great Demon King, he ...... How did he ...... Over here?

Qinglin's snake body suddenly trembled a little, and then he saw Mu Lingyue lying on the bed, without the slightest reaction.

Its eyes widened, did he finally attack his master?

Although Qinglin knew that Mu Lingyue often went out in the afternoon, he didn't know where to go.

Thinking of Mu Lingyue's huge mood swings just now, and the motionless body lying at the moment, it was difficult for Qinglin not to misunderstand.

Sweeping his gaze to the handkerchief in Yun Ruochen's hand, a bold idea suddenly broke into Qinglin's mind, this ...... This great demon king wants to give his master to ...... Cover to death?

Qinglin, who was cold, couldn't care about anything else, and suddenly bit Yun Ruochen's snow-white wrist like lightning.

Qinglin's heart was shocked, it was impossible for it to watch its master being killed, even if it wanted to die, it was Qinglin who died in front!

The situation changed suddenly, Yun Ruochen didn't expect this snake to react like this, but he didn't care much about it.

The moment Qinglin rushed to Yun Ruochen, Yun Ruochen's left hand slowly raised and pinched it seven inches above it without mischief.

Qinglin: "......"

Woowoo......

Master, I can't beat him, what should I do, Qinglin is a little anxious.

"Shut up, be quiet, and let your master rest for a while." Yun Ruochen glanced at Qinglin coldly, and the warning in his jade-like eyes was full of warning.

Rest?

Qinglin stared at the snake, and then realized that the Great Demon King did not want to kill Mu Lingyue, but was wiping her tears.

Belch......

Qinglin looked at the roof, and this misunderstanding was big.

Qinglin, who was thrown out by Yun Ruochen, quietly shrank to a corner farthest away from him, looked at Mu Lingyue from a distance and prayed, Master, wake up quickly, there is a demon king who wants to be unfavorable to me.

"Ah......h

Mu Lingyue suddenly groaned softly, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled tightly, as if she was having some nightmare.

Yun Ruochen's heart suddenly plucked, and she tried to input aura to soothe her emotions, but the effect was not great.

A moment later, the sound of a guqin sounded from inside the house, but it was Yun Ruochen who played a requiem for Mu Lingyue.

The sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant, soothing and peaceful, and slowly penetrated into Mu Lingyue's ears with a quiet breath.

At this time, Mu Lingyue's dream was pitch black, and there were shouts of killing and help everywhere.

Thousands of guards in armor fought with another group of men in black without fear of death, and some people continued to fall covered in blood, but the people who followed him rose up and fought with the men in black again.

Mu Lingyue was small at this time, only two or three years old, her fleshy face was full of tears, and she shouted helplessly: "Queen Mother, Queen Mother, I'm afraid." ”

After the person who had become her queen kissed her with a sad face, he resolutely pushed her to one of the guards and told them to go quickly.

Just when the little Mu Lingyue was constantly struggling in the arms of the guards not to leave, a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly came from behind her, "Kill them all, not one left!" ”

The voice was cold and ruthless, and there was a thick sense of unquestionability.

The moment she heard this voice, Mu Lingyue was cold and piercing for a moment, as if she had been pierced by thousands of ice arrows.

For a moment, her tears fell silently, and she struggled to turn to see the owner of the voice, but she was held tightly in the arms of the guards and fled.