"See the ...... of the Immortal Monarch"

It was a long, long time before someone began to react slowly, and hurriedly said hello, for fear that the young king in front of him would be angry.

Zhesu blinked, and the action that was about to push the door paused in mid-air, and he didn't know if he should take his hand back.

finally made a decision, but the person opposite grabbed her hand, slowly swept over those kneeling on the ground, and spoke:

"Stand down."

Maybe it's because he hasn't spoken for too long, and his voice sounds a little hoarse, but he still can't hide the good sound quality.

Those people looked at each other a few times in a slightly bewildered manner, and seeing that the king had already spoken, it was not good to be cheeky to continue to stay here, and left one after another.

The space fell silent.

Zhe Su continued to be stunned, and for a while he couldn't figure out what the person in front of him was going to do.

She hesitated to call out: "Immortal Monarch?"

It stands to reason that with the identity of the original body Yuesu, it is no problem to call it this at all, but the person opposite frowned.

Folded Su shrunk his shoulders cowardly.

This aura.

She was really a little overwhelmed.

"It's called Ah Xun."

The man thought about it, but in the end he only spat out three words.

"You mean, let me call you...... Ah Turbidity? ”

Zhe Su asked him hesitantly.

In the information transmitted to her by the system, although the original body Yuesu is the only female immortal of the immortal clan, she is actually not familiar with this king, at most she can recognize it when she meets her, let alone be so intimate that she can directly call each other's names.

Is that what happened again?

No matter how much she asked in her heart, the system was silent, did not come out to answer, and did not know what she was doing.

"Hmm."

The cold Immortal Monarch thought for a moment of seriousness, and nodded seriously, looking quite cute.

He took a slight step forward, and effortlessly took the person into his arms, his chin resting on her shoulder, his glass-colored eyes narrowing lazily.

"Huh?"

Zhesu reached out and nudged the man.

He finally lifted his chin off her shoulder, turned his face to look at her, and lazily spat out a nasal voice, "Huh?"

"If you're really sleepy, go in and sleep, I'm tired standing here."

For the person in front of him, except for being a little scared at first, after a long period of contact, Zhesu didn't feel much anymore, and his tone also had a familiar atmosphere.

"Okay."

He seemed to think that Zhe Su's statement was quite correct, so he nodded after a while, and let the girl take his hand and walk into the small bamboo house, without the slightest sense that his territory had been violated.

The layout in the small bamboo house is really simple.

A bed, a table and a few benches already occupy most of the space, and I don't know how he lived in this place?

Zhesu's mood is slightly complicated.

Xianjun was obediently held by her, and then brought to the edge of the bed to sit down.

"Okay, if you're really sleepy, then go to sleep quickly."

Foldsu pushed the man down on the bed, pulled the quilt over the side to cover him, and then prepared to stand up.

As a result, I can't walk.

Take a closer look.

Only then did I find that Xianjun, who had been sleepy for a long time, was half sleepy at the moment, his eyes were clear, he pulled her sleeves, and refused to let go.

Like a child, he blinked blankly:

"Aren't you staying?"