There was a whistling sound behind her. Bai Zhi turned around and saw several strange-looking people with evil faces standing behind her, their voices loud and orderly.

"Princess, please return to the palace."

The moment Bai Zhi saw them, her face was distorted, "You..."

Mom, isn’t it a good time to go out today?

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The carriage compartment behind Nalan Mufeng's deer horse is huge, and regardless of the area occupied by the various food items, the open space in the middle is enough for five or six people to sit cross-legged, drink, and chat. However, ...Does Shen Tianyun feel that he is still a little too small?

If Nalan Mufeng could take away his scorching eyes with hints of disgust, of course this place would be big.

In fact, Shen Tianyun was probably confused as to what Nalan Mufeng's eyes meant.

It must be because she came in here and blocked the time between him and her lady. However, men and women are not intimate, right? They are not married yet? It is not good to be alone.

Well, if she could have her own way to reach the same place at the same speed as Yi Xiaorou, she wouldn't be shameless enough to come in and suffer Nalan Mufeng's dark but disapproving look.

She moved closer to Yi Xiaorou, and then moved again.

At that time, Yi Xiaorou was looking around at the equipment in the compartment and studying various things. She stretched out her hand and patted the wooden board under the seat. She felt that her hand seemed to have touched something. She opened her hand and looked at it, but there was nothing. He frowned in confusion and was about to take another photo when a bored Demon Lord spoke quietly.

"It will break if we take more pictures."

Yi Xiaorou glanced at him speechlessly, ignored it, and patted him again.

Shen Tianyun was feeling restless. Seeing the seriousness on Yi Xiaorou's face (please, how can you tell the seriousness on that paralyzed face), he thought it would be interesting to divert his attention, so he also lay down and looked left and right. I couldn't tell what was going on. "Miss, what are you doing?"

Yi Xiaorou spread her palms again, raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Tianyun in a dignified manner, but said nothing.

She continued to stare at the wooden board for a few more times, then continued to take pictures, and then pulled out a thin yellow thread-like object from it, put it under her nose and sniffed, and then sniffed again.

Shen Tianyun didn't expect Yi Xiaorou to give her any reaction. She was familiar with Yi Xiaorou's silence, but she thought that Yi Xiaorou would stop paying attention to her after not seeing her for a month. She could have such a reaction. Indeed, he is a wonderful person.

Yi Xiaorou turned her head and stared at Nalan Mufeng, curled her lips, and finally asked about her doubts, "Is this? A charm?"

Just because she is willing to speak, it does not mean that Lord Demon Lord is willing to answer her.

Just now, who was looking at him with a disgusted look on his face, but now he is curious and wants to ask him? Is he the demon king who can come and go as soon as he is called?

He leaned against the small platform with a lazy look on his face, as if he didn't hear Yi Xiaorou's question. After a while, he hummed and said, "Of course."

There was a big question mark on Yi Xiaorou's forehead, obviously she didn't know what Nalan Mufeng was doing with her complaining face...

Although she wasn't too interested in Nalan Mufeng's reaction, she had always been particularly interested in knowledge she had never seen before, so naturally she couldn't care less about it.

"What spell?" She looks very special. She has a very sensitive sense of smell and is oblivious to all foreign objects.

But although this thing is a charm, it has no smell, which is very special!

"The magic talisman blessed with the wind element can keep Qingmei's carriage flying smoothly in the air." He supported his face and replied.

That's it! She nodded in understanding. Ge Di thought of a question and asked, "Is it a contract?"

"Of course not. How could I do something as vulgar as a contract?"

Is the contract... vulgar... Yi Xiaoroumo.

Yes, for him, a contract, something that everyone longs for, is crude and tacky. How could he, the mighty Demon Lord, do such a thing?!

hehe……

Yi Xiaorou felt that she had better keep quiet, as she really had nothing to say to this Demon Lord.

So I flew in the air for several days, and finally stopped in a small town near Youcheng that was both close and not polluted by Youcheng's dirty atmosphere.
Chapter completed!