Chapter 875: Don't Do It and Don't Die (2)
The Ghost Emperor on the side squinted, his purple eyes flashed with coldness, and his body leaned back slightly, but he was silently reciting the name of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group in his heart.
It seems that many people are looking for trouble with little women.
Now that he is there, they are undoubtedly killing themselves.
"Okay, I have a general understanding of the situation, and everyone has worked hard, let's go down and have a good rest first." Murong Su nodded, everyone disbanded, and the entire alchemy hall was quickly emptied, leaving only her and the Ghost Emperor.
Murong Su sat down beside the Ghost Emperor, silently poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, felt the water running down his throat, bringing a sense of warmth, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
When will we be able to truly calm down and enjoy a cup of tea leisurely, and when will we be able to return to the heavenly realm, get revenge, and be with our parents?
She has always tensed herself too tightly, so that she made mistakes in the tightness, left a lot behind, and missed a lot, and suddenly relaxed, and suddenly felt tired and couldn't do it.
"Worried about the Blood Wolf Mercenary Regiment?" The Ghost Emperor moved, grabbed it with his big hand, and took the little woman into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said softly.
Murong Su's body softened, and she snuggled up to him in her arms, and the cold fragrance that belonged to him alone rushed into her nose, so good that she couldn't help but close her eyes.
The Ghost Emperor waited for a long time, but still did not see the little woman answer, and looked down, but saw her lying in his arms asleep.
Under the smooth and full forehead, the pair of eyebrows are tightly locked, and there is endless sorrow between the eyebrows, with the small and delicate facial features, which makes people feel distressed.
The Ghost Emperor sighed, adjusted her position, hugged her in his arms, and let her sleep quietly.
One in white is better than snow, the other is red like fire, the ink hair is entangled with silver threads, you have me, I have you, entangled with each other, as if they were born to be a pair, and as if they should be one, it looks so matched, harmonious, harmonious, and beautiful like a picture.
Leng Aoyun and the others, who stepped into the alchemy hall, saw this picture and silently retreated, leaving space for the two of them.
The girl has been running around and tired, and she hasn't slept well for a long time, coupled with the blow of Xuanyuan Che's death to her, I just hope that after this sleep, she can return to her previous state.
It wasn't until two hours later that Murong Su woke up from his deep sleep, and the first second he opened his eyes, he saw the enlarged version of the Ghost Emperor in front of him, but he saw that his eyes were slightly closed, and his demonic face was shrouded in a shadow because he lowered his head.
As she gazed, those closed eyes opened up and stared at her quietly.
"Wake up!" The Ghost Emperor opened his lips, his voice was magnetic and gentle, and his purple eyes were full of pampering.
"How long did I sleep?" Murong Su's heart warmed, and a slight touch flashed, this man, just like what she saw for the first time, had been silently guarding her, standing by her side from beginning to end.
"An hour, are you hungry?" The Ghost Emperor carefully adjusted her posture to make the little woman sit more comfortably.
Murong Su was slightly surprised that he had slept for so long.
"It's good to have you here!" Murong Su shook his head, approached again, took the initiative to replace his arms with the neck of the Ghost Emperor, buried his little face in her neck, and sighed faintly.
I only hope that he can always be by her side as he is now, forever and ever!
"Fool, I've always been there, no matter what happens, I'm here, don't be afraid!" The Ghost Emperor touched the little woman's head and comforted, it was rare to see her so fragile and sensitive, it seemed that that kid had a far greater impact on her than he imagined.
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