Ye Guci's gaze fell faintly on the chest of the young man who was feasting, and then moved away indifferently.

That's flat.

He touched it after amnesia.

Ye Guci frowned, and the frequency of knuckles tapping on the table became faster and faster, making Bai Ying tremble.

Whenever this happens, it means that the Lord is not in a good mood and is troubled by something.

There are very few things that can annoy the Lord.

Whenever this kind of time is usually the most dangerous time for the people around you.

After killing a table of spiritual delicacies with Squeak, Feng Muge felt as if his body was soaked in a sea of spiritual energy.

For breakfast here, some of the dishes look ordinary on the surface, but the ingredients are all fine, and all the meat is made of high-grade Warcraft meat essence, which is not only tender and fat, but also rich in aura.

This is how life people live.

The evil tyrant.

Feng Muge sighed.

His eyes swept over the dining table where there was nothing left, and then looked at the noble and elegant night lonely words next to him, as if he hadn't eaten a bite.

Stretched out his hand and touched the little short sword, pretending to be tender like a young man who didn't know anything about the world,

"I took the sword as well.

Thank you Uncle Gu for your hospitality today. ”

Ye Gu Ci pressed the other end of the short sword, raised his eyes faintly, and there seemed to be a hint of chill in his voice, "Uncle? ”

Feng Muge frowned puzzled.

Her body is a companion with the night, and Gu Ci is the father of the night, is she not called uncle......

Uncle?

Feng Muge pondered for a moment, with a bit of temptation,

"Uncle Gu?"

I don't know if it's her delusion.

It seems that after her voice came out, the manly breath on the main seat seemed to sink.

Ye Gu Ci sneered and drew the short sword back, "White Eagle, send off!" ”

One second the sky was clear, and the next second lightning and thunder.

The change of face becomes faster than the June day!

What kind of person is this! What a bad temper!

Feng Muge scolded loudly in her heart, and she said loudly,

"Wait a minute!"

Ye Gu turned his eyes to look at her, condescending, narrow-eyed and cold.

A posture I'm waiting for you to explain.

Bai Ying was stunned in place, looked at his master, and then looked at Feng Muge, is he going to arrest people or not?

"I can go, Your Excellency must give me the sword first, right?" Feng Muge raised his eyebrows and said, his phoenix eyes were clear.

Ye Gu snorted lightly, with half a mask on his face, he couldn't see his expression, but his appearance was a little arrogant, "The sword is a deity, why do you want to give it to you?" ”

The sword is his?

Feng Muge was almost stunned by this shameless remark!

"I obviously bought this black gold iron!"

"Squeak!" Squeak also tried to resist the terrifying momentum from the Great Demon King, straightening his waist to cheer for his master.

"If you don't ask, you're stealing! With an identity like Your Excellency, you wouldn't do something like stealing chickens and dogs for a little black gold and iron, right? ”

A clear and sonorous voice fell, and the atmosphere in the room dropped to a low point in an instant.

The air seemed to be condensed.

White Eagle's gaze had burst out with condensed killing intent!

Stealing chickens and dogs? How dare she insult the Lord like this!

The cold air seemed to have stagnated, and his lungs were emptied, and Feng Muge's originally lazy eyes became sharp in an instant.

Like a black panther who had finished pretending to sleep after a meal, it slowly opened its eyes, and a poisonous needle quietly stretched out between its index fingers.

In fact, she deliberately moved the chair so close to Ye Guci to prevent this moment.

At this distance, as long as the other party is in trouble, she can also make him immortal and take off a layer of skin.

From the moment she walked through the door, she hadn't fully trusted him.