Seeing that Nan Ling's eyes were dilated and her emotions were not quite right, Qing Yan took two quick steps regardless of the presence of her master, and reached out to hold her in her arms, only to find that she was trembling all over, and subconsciously tightened her arms.

His actions naturally attracted the attention of Ye Junchen and Nanjing.

"Qingchen, what are you doing?!"

Nan Jing frowned tightly, watching Nan Ling snuggle up to Qingyun's chest, his hands tightly grasping his collar, refusing to let go.

How to look at such a scene, how dazzling.

He hugged Nan Ling domineeringly, and looked at Qing Yan's eyes and couldn't help but deepen.

I don't know if it smelled a familiar smell, Nan Ling's hands naturally wrapped around Nan Jing's neck, and the trembling body gradually eased down.

The little head kept burrowing into Nanjing's arms, smelling his body, like a kitten frightened by fear, finding a place to relax and make her feel safe.

"My lord, Nan Ling is not feeling well, I will send her back first, I hope you can consider my suggestion, if the case is not solved early, there will be other victims."

After Nan Jing finished speaking, he left the room with Nan Ling in his arms, and he didn't look at Qing Yu again from beginning to end.

Qing Yan looked at the backs of the two of them gradually moving away, pursed the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed helplessness.

"You should tell her." Ye Junchen opened his mouth coldly.

Qing Yan turned around, smiled bitterly, shook his head softly, and made a few gestures with both hands.

Ye Junchen naturally understood what he meant, and turned his gaze to the window, his eyes glowing with tenderness.

I don't know if the little woman's anger has disappeared......

Eleven naturally knew that Han Yue had been following him, pulling Da Bai to visit the jade shops, antique shops, and clothing stores in the entire imperial city, and finally stood at the door of Sanssouci House.

Hanyue handed over the things she bought to her subordinates and brought them back to Dali Temple, and when she saw that her wife was going to enter Sanssouci House, her heart chuckled, and she didn't have time to think, and her body had already appeared in front of Eleven, blocking her way.

"Willing to give it up?"

The lukewarm voice made Han Yue a little embarrassed.

"Madam, Sanssouci is not a place for you to go."

"Why?" Eleven asked in a flat tone, "Isn't it just a gold nest that sells dog meat on the head of a sheep?" What's not to go? ”

“……”

Hanyue looked at Eleven, her eyes gradually revealing a look of adoration.

The forces of the Imperial City are complex, and the underground forces are even more complex.

In order to control everything, the ghost sect sent many people to the imperial city to inquire about the news, and infiltrated various forces, but Wuwuju was a difficult bone to gnaw.

Sanssouci is a Taoist hall, there are many believers, the incense is prosperous, only holding gold leaves can enter the inner hall to meet the Sanssouci Taoist.

It is said that the divine water refined by the Sanssouci Taoist can cure diseases and dispel evil spirits, and many people have been reborn as a result, and they are deeply supported by the people.

It was such a small Dao Hall, and it took three full months for the Ghost Gate to find out some fur after six deaths.

Below Sanssouci is the largest underground force in the Imperial City, and it is also the largest gold nest in Tianyao Kingdom, and I still don't know who the boss behind the scenes is.

I didn't expect Madame to see it at a glance.

"Either follow me in." Eleven looked at Han Yue, squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Or, get out!" ”

Without waiting for Hanyue to explain, the White Tiger rushed out from the side, forcing Hanyue to take a few steps back.

"Whew~"

The white tiger opened his bloody mouth and roared in the direction of the cold moon, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

The corners of Hanyue's mouth twitched.

Is he dazzled?

He was despised by a brute?