Before Ai Muli could react, Mu Qian's body was as big as a ghost, approaching her...

The eyebrows were slightly locked. Ai Muli, who had consumed a lot of energy in the battle just now, immediately retreated to avoid Mu Qian's lightning attack!

There is no way to retreat, and behind it is a wall!

Just as Ai Muli was staggering her short body, Mu Qian's sharp palm stopped in front of her, just covering her small face as big as a palm!

"Li'er~~" Mu Qian suddenly made a sound, his voice soft, as if he was endlessly bewitching, numbing his bone marrow.[

Feeling a strange fragrance swelling, Ai Muli opened his eyes wide and met Mu Qian's eyes, which were darker and deeper than Midnight, with an evil aura, as if it could suck a person's soul in!

Ai Muli had no defense and couldn't help but dizzy.

Why is it so similar to hypnosis? No, it seems to be the legendary soul-catching technique!

Ai Muli'er trembled and her fingers immediately pinched her thighs hard.

Then, the eyes lost their focal length in an instant!

Mu Qian smiled with satisfaction, reached out and picked up Ai Muli, and then placed it on the chair to sit.

Looking at Ai Muli with eyes fixed on her eyes, a bitter smile slid across the corner of Mu Qian's mouth, but she could not hide the unexpected surprise.

Will she be Yan'er's daughter?

God also sent her daughter to him. Although she didn't look very similar, her temperament between her eyebrows was exactly the same as Yan'er!

But... Mu Qian smiled bitterly, her daughter was not her after all!

With a sigh, Mu Qian reached out and raised Ai Muli's jaw, and the voice was bewitched: "What's your name?"

Ai Muli looked at Mu Qian in a daze, like a soulless puppet doll, and opened her mouth: "Ai Muli!"

"Li'er, have you been doing well in the past few years?"

"good!"

"Li'er, do you know who I am?"

"Mu Qian!"

"Do you like Mu Qian?"

"dislike!"

"Why?"[

"..." Ai Muli turned her head and said nothing, as if she didn't know the answer. Her eyes that looked at Mu Qian became more and more confused and empty!

Mu Qian curled her lips and smiled with a pampered smile, "Then do you have someone you like?"

"have!"

"Who is it?"

"Feng Qiwu!"

Mu Qian frowned and snorted coldly: "Does he like you?"

"I don't know!" I really don't know. Although Feng Qiwu is very nice to her, she has never said whether he likes her or not!

Mu Qian's eyes suddenly became unfathomable. He looked at Ai Muli as if he was exploring and asked, "Where is your mother now?"

As he said that, his eyes were fixed on Ai Muli, not letting go of any subtle expression on Ai Muli's face.

But Ai Muli was still dumbfounded and replied quietly: "The underworld!"

"She is not dead." Mu Qian's voice rose, slightly sharp, and suddenly said this.

"Dead!" Ai Muli replied!

Mu Qian's body softened and she sat on the cold big chair, her thin lips tightly pursed, with a bit of coldness like a sharp blade.

Next, Mu Qian didn't ask Ai Muli what she said, sat quietly for a while, and then walked out!

When Mu Qian closed the door, Ai Muli's empty gaze suddenly turned cunningly, and a flash of success flashed in her eyes!
Chapter completed!