Ruoling was stunned, no one had ever spoken to herself in such a gentle voice, like a spring breeze blowing through her scarred heart.

She stood up and raised her head slightly, wanting to see what such a gentle man should look like.

With a beautiful appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, different from the evil charm and coldness of the Demon Lord, this strange man in front of her made her feel at ease, and it was the kind of peace of mind that she could rely on.

When Ruoling peeked at Mu Jue, Mu Jue also stared at Ruo Ling for a moment.

This woman's face turned out to be exactly the same as Litang, and even the big clear eyes were also full of curiosity, like the woman who knocked herself down in the plum garden back then.

The only difference is that Litang has a hearty nature and always has a cheerful smile on his face, while the woman in front of him looks very timid.

"What's your name?" Mu Jue suppressed his excitement and asked calmly.

"Ruoling." The timid tone is distressing.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the movement here, and they all looked over, and they all showed shocked expressions.

"Isn't that Litang?"

"Probably not, isn't Litang already dead?"

"It's just that she looks alike, Litang is the proud daughter of the sky, and this woman is clearly a descendant of this demon palace."

Xuantu has been paying attention to the situation here, but he didn't expect that this person would be so calm, and he didn't have the excitement of meeting again

Gaffes, it's really boring.

"Did something happen?" Xuantu walked over with a wine glass and elegant steps.

"It's nothing, I just want the Demon Lord to give this woman to me." Mu Jue's voice was as warm as ever, but it revealed an unshakable persistence.

"Oh." Xuantu glanced at Ruoling playfully, Ruoling's lips moved slightly, and he didn't say anything in the end.

She is just a subordinate, and she has no right to decide her own destiny at all.

Since she learned about the Demon Lord's wedding yesterday, she wanted to escape, but, subconsciously, she didn't want the Demon Lord to give her away.

"There are thousands of maidservants in my demon palace, why does General Mu just want her, isn't it, I have taken a fancy to her."

Mu Jue took a deep breath and said slowly: "This woman has soiled my robe, so I should take it back and dispose of it." ”

Xuantu nodded very knowingly, and said with a clear heart: "Since she is the maid of this demon palace, she won't bother the general to do it, and I will mention the general to teach her a lesson now." ”

Before the words fell, a palm had already been struck.

Mu Jue didn't expect that Xuantu would do it on his wedding day, and when he wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Ruoling's body was already very weak because of being sucked blood all year round, and coupled with a toss last night, she was even more powerless to fight back now.

Xuantu's palm did not converge in the slightest, Ruoling was directly knocked away, slammed into the stone pillar, and then fell to the ground, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Mu Jue's heart was like being stabbed with a knife, and it hurt, he really wanted to step forward to help Ruoling up, but he was afraid of his identity, clenched his fists, and endured it.

"The general is satisfied with the handling of this seat." Xuantu asked with a smile, but the provocation in that smile was very obvious.

Mu Jue gritted his teeth and didn't speak, just picked up the wine glass and drank all the pain and hatred in his heart.

Xuantu also gave a toast in return, then approached Mu Jue and said with a low smile: "Your sweetheart is in my hands, what does the general have to say." ”

Looking at Xuantu's triumphant appearance, Mu Jue clenched his hands more vigorously, his bones intertwined, making a "creaking" sound, and finally pretended to be nothing, sat down and continued to drink.

Ruoling, who was unconscious, was dragged away, so arrogant, without pity.

Late at night, Mu Jue stood in front of Ruoling's bed, staring at the pale and colorless little face.

The coarse linen clothes were stained with blood, and they looked even more humble and miserable.

The pain in Xu is body is too great, Ruoling does not sleep peacefully, frowning and snorting from time to time, or her body trembling and curling up.

Mu Jue wanted to take her into his arms to comfort her, but when he saw the bruises and purple spots under her collar, his heart sank, and he finally understood the deep meaning under Xuantu's smile.

In the gazebo not far away, a pair of purple eyes looked at the grief-stricken Mujue, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of schadenfreude.

Mu Jue walked out in despair, saw Xuantu with a snickering face, stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and roared angrily: "Why did you do this to her!" ”

In the face of Mu Jue's trouble, Xuan Tu was not annoyed at all, showing a cynical look, and said as if puzzled: "She is my maid who warms the bed, how do I treat her, what is the matter with General Guan?" ”

The fact that he didn't want to know was once again verified, and Mu Jue said bitterly: "You hate me, you can come to me for revenge, why embarrass a woman." ”

"I just want you to experience the pain I have suffered for the past five hundred years." Xuantu roared.

Mu Jue was stunned, let go of his hand weakly, and left in despair.

Although Xuantu's heart was a little uncomfortable because of the bad memories that were evoked, it could not be denied that today's battle was a big victory for him.