"Please forgive the Yue Palace Master, in order to protect herself, the little girl can't help Yue Gongzi, so she can only feed him the elixir she has accumulated when he is tormented by the demon girl and his flesh is blurred and there is only one breath left......

Before the rest of the words were finished, there was a sudden loud "bang", which made Duan Ziyin stunned.

Yue Qingqi's lips trembled, and endless killing intent burst out of his eyes, "That demon girl, she dares, she dares!" ”

His deceased wife died early, he raised his son as a father and a mother, and in the end, everyone's hatred turned into resentment towards himself.

Duan Ziyin, who had been watching Yueqing, knew that now that Yueqing's hatred was enough, he would definitely not stop until he reached his goal, and understand Inmanshu with his own hands.

She didn't plan to stimulate it any more, otherwise, if Yue Qing lost her mind, then she would only mess with herself.

She pursed her lips, "The medicine that inhibits cultivation, in the long run, will cause irreparable damage to the body, what's more, a lifetime of poverty, cultivation can't go further, so, please calm down the palace master, you must succeed in one fell swoop!" ”

Duan Ziyin looked at Yue Qing fixedly and said in a deep voice.

The truth she said, Yue Qing naturally understood, but when he heard Yue Fusang's tragic situation, how could he calm down? I just can't wait to rush to the Inluo Sect immediately and kill the demon girl to take revenge!

His mind was pounding, and he barely suppressed the anger in his heart, "I know, please rest assured Miss Duan, this move will definitely live up to Miss Duan's expectations!" ”

The matter was done, and Duan Ziyin had no intention of staying any longer.

Before leaving, Yue Qing took out an inconspicuous bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Duan Ziyin. When the eyes of the two met, everything was silent.

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After taking a bath, Su Kui lazily leaned on the couch, she was only wearing a white cotton undershirt, her hair was wet, and she stepped on the soft collapse with her bare feet and closed her eyes to rest.

The flush from the root of the ear, mixed with the smell of mandala and musk in the air, silently tells what is happening in this room.

Yue Fusang's black hair hung down to his waist, and he sat on the edge of the table, holding a cup in his hand. He put on a robe loosely, and his casual posture was very different from his usual cold and meticulous appearance.

Afterwards, there was no warmth, no caresses, and only silence remained in the air.

Su Kui closed her eyes and lay down for a long time, and when she heard the sound of rustling in her ears, she slowly opened her eyes, her dark red eyes looked not far away, and a streamer flashed under her eyes. Yue Fusang was already fully dressed, and once again returned to his handsome son's appearance, as if the man who wanted to rub her into his bones was not him.

After he put it on, he raised his eyes to see her looking over, and the two eyes met in the air, and naturally opened sideways.

Yue Fusang's thin lips pursed lightly, silently.

Su Kui sneered, with a touch of sarcasm on the corner of his lips, I don't know if he was laughing at himself for being amorous, or laughing at him for pretending to be a gesture. The lazy words overflowed from the red lips, and the tone was thin and cold, "Go out, I'm tired." ”

Tired –

Hearing this, Yue Fusang's pale eyes paused slightly, he glanced at Su Kui deeply, opened his mouth, and in the end, he didn't say anything and retreated silently.

They had been facing each other for too long, as if whoever bowed his head first would admit defeat. When he heard this, he didn't know how to react.

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