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âHey, Jin Se, Iâm talking to you.â
Ming Shu let Qing Zhi go down first.
âI have a bed warmer.âThe scumbag girl Shu said with certainty.
âYou Do?âYing Luo was suspicious. âWho is it? Why donât I see you getting close to anyone?â
âItâs a secret.â
â...âstill a secret? Ying Luo curled her lips and turned around excitedly. âAre you really not going to consider my brother? My Brother is very handsome, a famous handsome man.â
âDoes your brother know that you are selling him like this?â
âI donât know, Hehe.â
âMy biological sister.â
âThen who is the one warming your bed? !â
Ying Luo chased after Ming Shu and asked.
But she didnât get the answer.
She didnât believe it and went to ask Qing Zhi again.
......
Qing zhi expressed that she didnât know. She didnât see her ancient god interacting with anyone.
Other than food, did her ancient god have anything else that could move her?
If he wanted to see her now, he had to give her food.
If he didnât have food, he couldnât make an appointment.
A few days later.
Ming Shu received news that Ling Wuâs matter had come to an end.
Didnât Ling Wu meet the Demons in the last tribulation?
Although Jin se saved him at that time, she still asked the demons to cast a spell on Ling Wu.
Because of Xing Lian, Ling Wu couldnât control himself. He was attracted by the spell and directly became a demon.
This was not because Ling Wu was willing. The Heavenly Emperor tried everything to Cure Ling Wu.
Unfortunately, it didnât work. Instead, Ling Wuâs Devil Qi became deeper and deeper. At first, he knew some people, but later, he didnât know anyone.
He went crazy and roared all day long.
Under all kinds of pressure, the heavenly emperor dismissed Ling Wuâs position as the crown prince and locked him in the demon suppression tower.
Ming Shu went to the demon suppression tower to see him.
âAncient god Jiu Ling...â
The gatekeeper carefully led her to the floor where Ling Wu was locked up.
Ling Wu squatted in a corner, his whole body emitting a gloomy aura.
âOpen it.â
âThis... is...âthis was an ancient god. She had captured him, so there would be no problem.
Ming Shu walked in, but Ling Wu still didnât respond, his back facing her.
She took out a golden stone and approached Ling Wuâs forehead.
The stone flickered, but it only flickered for a moment and then stopped moving.
Still not working?
Is it because of the plane?
Ming Shuâs wrist was suddenly grasped.
A cold feeling passed through his palm.
âHeâs dying.â
âHeâs dying...â
âHeâs dying, hahahaha!â
Ling Wu pushed Ming Shu against the wall and turned his fingers into claws. His red eyes were full of hatred as he stared at her.
Ming Shu raised her foot and kicked him. She threw a spell.
The light of the spell flashed. Ling Wu was sent flying and hit the wall.
She tidied her clothes and looked down at Ling Wu who was lying on the ground. âWhoâs going to die?â
Ling Wu wriggled on the ground and slowly got up.
He looked crazy and muttered to himself, âHe... that person... hahahaha, heâs dead, heâs dying...â
âWho is that person?â
Ling Wu suddenly stopped talking.
The space became quiet.
Ling Wu looked at Ming Shu.
His evil eyes stared at Ming Shu. He opened his mouth and laughed strangely. His voice was like that of a devil who had climbed out of hell. It was eerie and sharp.
âLuolun!â
â
Luolun was going to die.
Ming Shu felt that this was a little ridiculous. That Little Vixen was alive and kicking no matter how she looked at it.
But..
How should she explain what he was looking for?
He said that it was to prolong his life.
Maybe..
It was true.
Ming Shu placed the tip of her tongue against her upper jaw and walked down the stairs thoughtfully.
She left that day without leaving anything behind. The Little Vixen didnât come to find her.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Ming Shu didnât go back, but directly went to find Luolun.
Luolun didnât deliberately hide his whereabouts, and Ming Shu soon found him.
But this place?
âMaster, Come and Play!â
âDonât go...â
âCome on, letâs play together!â
âLittle Flower God, you came to find me?âLuolun leaned against the railing of the flower tower and waved at her with a smile.
There were many people around him, but there was a vacuum, so no one dared to get close to him.
Ming Shu pushed away the pretty girls and went upstairs to drag Luo Ju. Under his surprised gaze, she pushed him into the room behind.
Ming Shu pressed him down on the table in the room, feeling a little annoyed. She pressed her palm on his chest and pressed him down. âLuo Ju, you are very good. You have learned to visit the flower house?â
Luoluo put her finger on Ming Shuâs waist and rubbed it ambiguously. âI canât help it. Didnât you abandon me? Canât I Have Fun By Myself?â
âYou...â
Luoluoâs fingers had already begun to untie her belt.
âLuoluo, I miss you very much.âHe looked up at her, his tone frivolous, but his eyes were serious.
The scenery in front of Ming Shu shook, and their positions changed.
âLittle Flower God, Iâll run away after sleeping with you, Huh?âLuoluo pressed down on Ming Shuâs legs, held her hands, and cut them behind her.
Their positions were ambiguous.
His breath came close, and his lips were bitten lightly.
âYou donât know how to find me?â
âWhy should I find you?âLuoluo stretched out a hand and slowly untied her clothes. âLook, didnât you come to find me now?â
Ming Shu narrowed her eyes.
Luoluo paused.
A Little Square.
What should I do..
Her eyes were a little scary.
He was a man!
How could he be afraid!
Not Afraid!
His dignity as a man forced him not to let go of Ming Shu and continued.
Her clothes fell down, revealing the girlâs beautiful curves.
Luoluo let go of her hand slightly. Seeing that she didnât resist, he let go of her completely and carried her to the bed.
He put Ming Shu down and put her on top of him.
âBang ââ
âDong ââ
The man fell to the ground and held his forehead in a sorry state.
âLittle Flower God, did you do this to me?â
Ming Shu gathered her clothes and smiled. âIt seems that I came to the wrong place today.â
She was so lively and lively, and she could make people angry. She didnât look like she was going to die!
Luo Ju lay on the side of the bed. âThere is a bump on my forehead. Look, blow on it for me. It hurts.â
Ming Shu lifted her leg and kicked him.
Luo Ju avoided her. She supported herself on the edge of the bed and pushed Ming Shu down.
âStop fooling around. I really miss you,âLuo Ju said in a low voice. âI really miss you.â
Ming Shu still remembered her purpose for coming here. She was unmoved. âLet me ask you something.â
âCan you ask me later?â
Ming Shu looked at him.
Luo Ju:â...â
It was a little... square to be looked at like that by her.
Luo Ju let go of Ming Shu and lay down on the outside. She pulled her into her arms. âWhatâs the matter?â
âLast time you said you were looking for those things to prolong your life?â
âI lied.âLuo Ju connected naturally. âDidnât I tell you?â
âAre you going to die?â
âLittle Flower God, you donât have to curse me like that, right?â
Luo Juâs tone and expression were not strange at all.
Luo Ju seemed to have thought of something. âOr do you want to find another one behind my back? Let me tell you, Little Flower God, this wonât do. Youâre Mine.â
âTell me the truth.â
âWhat Iâm talking about is... hmm...â
Luo Juâs eyes widened slightly. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bottom of his shimmering eyes gradually became blurred.