After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

    "Can't remember at all?" Mu Wushuang asked.

    Gui Lan's eyelashes did not move: "This subordinate is incompetent, I can't remember."

    Mu Wushuang was silent for a moment.

    "Go out," she said.

    After Gui Lan left the palace, Mu Wushuang didn't feel relaxed for a moment.

    She lowered her eyebrows and looked sideways at the mercury mirror embedded on the wall.

    In the mirror, the young girl has red lips and white teeth, bright eyes that are fond of gazing, and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, which are extremely bright and beautiful.

    If the looks of the girls under Dong Xun's subordinates are elegant and graceful, then Mu Wushuang's complexion is astonishing, especially eye-catching.

    The girl who has always been bright and flamboyant, with a happy expression, her eyes fixed on her own eyebrows in the mirror.

    Between Mu Wushuang's smooth brows, a beautiful impatiens flower appeared at some point. It is dark vermilion in color and very small, no different from the flower tints that ordinary women put on when they make up their clothes.

    But Mu Wushuang didn't have the habit of pasting stickers, and she never bothered much about dressing up.

    She stretched out her fingers to caress the center of her eyebrows, and rubbed them a little harder.

    Fengxian's vermilion outline remained motionless, without any sign of falling off.

    But following the movement of the Impatiens being rubbed, Mu Wushuang suddenly felt a sharp, piercing pain at the base of her thigh.

    Mu Wushuang stopped in a cold sweat and looked down.

    The moon-white lower garment was already soaked with red blood, and it could be vaguely seen that there was still dark red oozing out from under the material.

    The girl's eyes were fixed on the bloody lower garment, and she remained silent.

    Just because of rubbing the Phoenix Immortal pattern on her forehead, the thick blood scab on the base of her leg split open.

    No matter how slow she is about the relationship, she can still guess a thing or two.

    In Mu Wushuang's mind, the vermilion point that appeared between Gui Lan's eyebrows when he answered her question appeared again.

    Looking back, looking back again.

    Ever since he came to the Demon Realm, everything seems to be related to him.

    While Mu Wushuang was thinking, a sharp and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

    It giggled and said, "Miss Jiao, Mozun, how powerful I think you are--now it seems that it is nothing more than that!" The

    tone is weird, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman, a human or a ghost.

    Mu Wushuang frowned. She is not an ignorant person. She has been a young lady in the Mu family for a hundred years, and she still has a certain vision in identifying immortal artifacts and building materials.

    There should be no other voices here.

    When she first arrived in the Demon Realm, she discovered that the building material used in this Demon Palace is Yinxia Liuli, which can isolate sound and magic power fluctuations, and it is easy to live in it without being disturbed by outside noise.