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

Chapter 70

Chapter 70

    Mu Wushuang's dark eyes widened even wider, she opened her mouth, and said for a while, "What's the taste? What are you talking nonsense about?"

    Gui Lan just stared at her, and didn't speak any more.

    Although he has changed back to his original body, his eyes are as lingering as those of the maidservant, full of sadness, like a scarlet abyss.

    Mu Wushuang met his gaze and was silent for a long while before finally remembering her purpose of coming to find the little devil.

    As soon as she was about to speak, Gui Lan said: "I know why Your Majesty is looking for me."

    Mu Wushuang calmed down, "Tell me, what do you want?"

    She had already figured it out when she came, Gui Lan Will not absorb the right time and place for no reason.

    There is only one purpose for doing this, which is to blackmail her with the matter of contacting the fairy world in exchange for something.

    The young man in front of him bent his lips and smiled: "In the eyes of the lord, is this subordinate such a cunning and cunning person?"

    Mu Wushuang's face was expressionless, his eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

    "Isn't it? A scheming little devil."

    Gui Lan smiled again when he heard the words, leaned close to her, and leaned close to her ear before the girl took precautions, and said softly: "Maybe it used to be, but it's not anymore. In

    Mu Wushuang's field of vision was a pitch-black sleeved gown, and the tip of his nose was a faint orchid fragrance, his body stiffened and his head buzzed.

    She didn't understand why she was like this, so she could only step back defensively.

    This has never happened before.

    When you are not familiar with the way of confronting the enemy, the correct approach is to shy away from the edge and think twice about countermeasures.

    However, the young man in front of him frowned, his expression a little unpredictable.

    He took a step back and stretched out his left hand, the palm of which was filled with flickering red light.

    Although the red light was flickering, Mu Wushuang still saw the inconspicuous shadow between the lights.

    In the shadows, there are corridors and waists, towers and water pavilions.

    She will never admit to the situation of the Mu Mansion.

    Memories of living here as a child and a teenager suddenly came to mind, and Mu Wushuang suddenly felt a little sour in his eyes.

    She didn't care about anything more, she let go of all her resistance, and almost rushed towards Guilan.

    The girl's slender white hand held Guilan with brutal ruthlessness.

    Gui Lan paused, then pressed the corners of his lips, as if restraining something.

    Immediately, he turned his palm over, and his slender knuckles forcefully held Mu Wushuang's hand backwards.

    Interlocking fingers.

    And at the moment when the palms met, Mu Wushuang felt a wave of heat rushing up from his body, piercing through all the meridians like a broken one.