The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

Hearing this, Lou Xingxun was taken aback: Anyone else?

A few days ago, I took in another disciple. Jun Muqian's expression suddenly became solemn, He is a very well-behaved young man, and he looks quite cute.

So... Lou Xingxun remained calm, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Little... boy? Seven or eight years old?

Oh, it's a pity that he suddenly cried to me one morning. Jun Muqian sighed, Prince, do you know what he is crying for?

I'm all ears. He thought to himself, maybe a child is losing his temper when he cries, and it's not a big deal.

He told me that he had a dream... Jun Muqian explained, and then he was quite heartbroken, That man also said he was going to kill him.

Lou Xingxun: ...

Wait, things don't seem right?

I just thought, maybe I, this disciple, suffered some kind of emotional injury before. Jun Muqian sighed again, It caused him to cry to death in his dreams at night. As the master of a cabinet, I really can't stand it.

Miss Mu, you... Lou Xingxun wanted to interrupt, because he probably already guessed what the next words were.

So you came at the right time, Prince! Jun Muqian applauded, If you can save my disciple from the dire straits, I will be very grateful.

Sure enough... the corner of Lou Xingxun's mouth twitched: Why does Miss Mu think that I can save your disciple?

Huh? Jun Muqian wondered, Don't you like men? He likes them too. It just so happens that you are very suitable.

Lou Xingxun stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, thought for a while before saying: Let's not say that I don't like men, even if I do, how does Miss Mu know that I will definitely make your disciple like you?

As soon as he finished speaking, he himself was going crazy.

It's really self-inflicted, it's okay to create an image of a broken sleeve.

Jun Muqian didn't speak this time, but turned around and fumbled for something on the dressing table.

Lou Xingxun was confused by her actions, he tentatively asked: Miss Mu, what are you looking for?

Jun Muqian handed over a mirror and motioned him to take a look at it.

Looking at the romantic young man reflected in the mirror, Lou Xingxun was completely stunned, why did he ask him to look in the mirror?

Ben Gong... He hesitated for a moment, Is there anything wrong with Ben Gong?

No. Jun Muqian was a little surprised, Why do you think so?

That is?

Gives you some confidence in your own looks.

Lou Xingxun: ...

Jun Muqian thought for a while, and added: Although it's not as good as my son, it's already pretty good.

Lou Xingxun: ...

I didn't feel congested at first, but suddenly my heart became congested.

**

Naturally, Jun Muqian did not sell little brother Baili in the end.

After all, Baili Changsheng looked rather stupid, and she was afraid that something might go wrong with him.

Moreover, what she did in the busy city before was equivalent to causing some troubles for Daganwang.

It is said that when Su Qinghua returned to the residence arranged for her by King Daqian, she became furious and even asked the court to kill Shaoqing who was in charge of receiving foreign guests.

Said that it was because of her dereliction of duty that she was injured.

But this request was directly rejected, but in order to appease Su Qinghua, King Dagan rewarded many treasures.

After all, no matter how unbearable Su Qinghua is, he is still the king of Shengyuan, so he still has to give enough face.

Chen Zhe, the hub of the stars and the sky, is also the emperor.

Just such a title is extraordinary.

Some people say that Su Qingli, Queen of the Holy Yuan, can really bear it, and can even tolerate the existence of King Chen.

Jun Muqian didn't think so, to become the leader of a country, there must be something extraordinary, and only patience can achieve great things.

According to Lou Xingxun's request, she disguised herself as a man, but her makeup changed again, which was different from the previous appearances. After all, she didn't know who acquaintances saw her in the previous few times. Not coming out is the best.

The banquet only started at night, and in the morning, it was necessary to bring those holy yuan to wander around the palace.

Jun Muqian can probably understand that there is a reason for those sect disciples to look down on people in the secular world. How can they have time to practice and strengthen themselves by wandering around every day?

However, this doesn't have a particularly big impact on her. She can meditate while walking to improve her state of mind.

Tai Yin Jue also contains a mental method, which is not restricted by cultivation, so she can start practicing now.

Unlike the rest, she couldn't practice at all.

After all, her current cultivation base is really too low, and she can't even touch the threshold of ascension to the illusory world, let alone return to the past.

This seat is really miserable.

Jun Muqian shook her head, recalled her thoughts, handed over the few exercises she had written silently in the past two days to Baili Changsheng and Shu Wei, and then went into the palace.

**

Lou Xingxun had been waiting there a long time ago. He stood under a willow tree and looked up.

When he saw Shi Shiran, the young man in purple, walking towards here, his slightly frowning brows relaxed.

After a slight smile, he raised his voice and said, Brother Mu, I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Hearing the repeated Brother Mu, Jun Muqian's body trembled, and she suddenly regretted agreeing to the prince with broken sleeves, it really gave her goosebumps.

Brother Mu, why don't you talk? Lou Xingxun didn't seem to notice, with a smile on his lips, Is it because I haven't been able to go out to see you these few days?

Jun Muqian was about to speak, but in the next second, a voice rang out in her mind first.

Shh-

Someone is watching.

Sound transmission into secret!

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