Nalan Mufeng glanced at the figure next to her with gleaming red phoenix eyes, "Of course."

It's no wonder that Phantom has doubts. If he hadn't been sure that the man named Yi wasn't lying, he would probably have doubts.

After all, to the devil, Yi Xiaorou's behavior today is nothing, but if measured by the standards of the previous saint, this woman is really cruel.

Cruelly, she is not at all like the gentle, noble and kind goddess like the former saint, but more like a devil!

However, it is precisely because of this that things are interesting, isn't it?

Moreover, Yi Xiaorou was very surprised that Nalan Mufeng always felt that she had a smell that was familiar to him.

After hearing this, Nalan Mufeng knew that Nalan Mufeng was sure of the appearance of the noble man transformed by the bow.

It's just that that woman's temperament is harder to control than ordinary women.

It was because of this temper that she was not killed by Nalan Mufeng right away, because such a woman would never surrender to others.

As for Yi Chengyu, even if he knows her identity, he can't accept it now, but for the sake of the spirit world, he will figure it out sooner or later.

He knew what Nalan Mufeng was thinking. He wanted to use Yi Xiaorou's character to become his most advantageous weapon. However, since this woman was aloof and arrogant, how could she be easily used by Nalan Mufeng.

"So, are you going back to the demon world now?" Phantom asked.

Nalan Mufeng smiled faintly, "We are all here, how can we leave? Besides, this is a good place." Looking at the forest lined with green trees, his deep ink eyes showed no emotion.

"?" Facing the puzzled look in Phantom's eyes, he didn't say any explanation, his eyes were filled with inscrutable.

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"Eh..." Nalan Xianzhen stood in front of the door, curled his lips, and felt a little disgusted, "Why does Xiaorou live in such a place? She looks so small." Even after saying this, her hands were still intact.

Place it vaguely on the door.

Just as he was about to reach out and push the door open, the door opened with a creak and it was Shen Tianyun.

Seeing Yi Xiaorou, she nodded slightly and said, "Miss."

Yi Xiaorou only nodded in response.

But Nalan Xiuzhen didn't say anything, he passed Shen Tianyun directly and walked into the house on his own. After a while, he disappeared.

"Miss..." Shen Tianyun realized that there were too many guests in the small courtyard today. Although it was not difficult to clean up a few rooms, she just didn't like this kind of life that was disturbed by others, and the woman in front of her made Shen Tianyun even more upset.

do not like.

Although they only looked at each other briefly, Shen Tianyun felt inexplicably disgusted with the woman Yi Xiaorou suddenly brought back from nowhere. That kind of disgust was like it was engraved in her bones and was beyond her control.

Shen Tianyun hesitated to speak, but Yi Xiaorou saw it and said, "It's okay." She shook her head.

"Yes." Shen Tianyun lowered his head and responded without saying another word.

Yi Xiaorou walked gently and walked past Shen Tianyun into the mansion, followed by Shen Tianyun.

"How are they?" After a moment of silence, Yi Xiaorou asked.

"They are being placed, because it is already the curfew at this time. The man you know asked me to make arrangements, so I will place them in two guest rooms, which are quite a distance away from your bedroom."

Originally there was no need to prepare a room, but there was a curfew in Yong'an, so they had no way to travel. This time, the city gate was closed.

Although it is not difficult to enter the city with their status, it is always unpopular to go alone.

Moreover, they were allowed to enter here by Yi Xiaorou and wanted to get to know each other. However, Shen Tianyun did not object to Zi Ling's proposal and settled in.

Shen Tianyun looked at Yi Xiaorou's expression carefully, but found that she had no expression. She only heard a very soft "hmm", and Yi Xiaorou strode away.

If he really wanted to be here, what could she say?

Shen Tianyun's lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were dim. Is it an illusion? Why did he feel that Yi Xiaorou had become different from usual since those two people appeared.

Is it an illusion?

Yi Xiaorou walked for a certain distance when her steps suddenly stopped and she covered her chest with her hands. Her face suddenly turned cold. Even though she tried her best to suppress it, traces of blood still oozed from the corners of her mouth.

The losses that night had not been recovered yet. I didn't want to take action easily, but the bitch set me up and I had to take action. Before the old wounds healed, new ones were added, and she could no longer hold on. It was just her will that persisted. Just leave it.

And the so-called bitch is undoubtedly Nalan Mufeng.

She clasped her fingers fiercely on her palms, swallowed the fishy smell in her mouth again, straightened her back, and her expression returned to its original calmness, as if the coldness just now was just an illusion.

Fortunately, the room was not far away. After walking for a while, she arrived at the door. She was about to push the door open and paused. She didn't know what she was thinking. She just paused, then pushed the door open again, and then entered. Room.

The room was very simple, and the furnishings in the room could almost be called simple. In addition to the daily necessities of bed, table and chairs, there was also a dressing table owned by an ordinary boudoir woman. She didn't know why an old man would have such a thing. I was too lazy to move it away, so I kept it.

However, for a woman like Yi Xiaorou, the dressing table is just another container for storing weapons.

Entering the room, Fang went in and looked around. Unsurprisingly, in the place where she usually rested, behind the screen, there was a vague shadow. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she definitely knew that it was what was in her heart just now. The scolded bitch.

She has a cold temperament, and even though she has suffered countless injuries, in the past sixteen years, she has never been so angry and abusive.

Come to think of it, Nalan Mufeng is also one of the best!

She has a strong temper to begin with, so she naturally doesn't want to show her weak side in front of others, not to mention the one who set her up while taking advantage of her weakness.

She forced herself to move behind the screen, and sure enough, a certain evildoer who had been resented was lying on her side on the bed where she had used the power of Netherworld Ice to repair her wounds. His posture could not be described as coquettish.

The man, with his head propped up and one hand lightly placed on his waist, had his shirt half-opened on his chest, and strands of black hair slipped playfully into the half-opened shirt, arousing people's imagination.

The monster's face is shrouded in the moonlight that slants in from the window, and his deep eyes are like the sea, like endless whirlpools, as if they want to suck people in, and once they sink, they can't extricate themselves.

Damn monster!
Chapter completed!