“The rules of heaven in this side of the world, top-down, diminish energy fluctuations, are irreversible, otherwise they must be reversed. To kill an emperor, it is almost impossible to accomplish a task in the Immortal Continent, but in the Martial Arts Continent, it is an easy thing to wrestle with. ”

Chu finally paused and continued: “I'm afraid Teacher Mo doesn't know your calculations, but it involves Xiao Xiao and Bao. Even if he knew that there was a fire in front of him, he would definitely break into it. Am I right? ”

This time it's time to clap.

“The score is not bad, it's really...”

The last few words silenced his untainted mouth, but he smiled deeply on his face, but did not retreat.

“If I had to know it wasn't possible, I almost thought you were watching my layout plotting next to me. ”

“But there's one thing I'm always confused about. ”

Chu nodded with a smile, indicating that he was asking questions.

“Rationally, you are Jun Muyan's third brother, also known as Di Xiao as his mentor. In terms of relationships, you should be closer to them. Why help me? ”

Chu at the end of the day was not surprised by the divine waves. He gently turned the wrench on his hand and said warmly: "In that time, your mother would lose her memory and repair it to nothing. It has something to do with me... You think I made it up to you? ”

Undyed his lips, he smiled. "If I'm not mistaken, Prince Chu's root bones are only in his twenties, and there are no signs of rebirth. My mother died hundreds of years ago. I don't know how it related to you. ”

Chu Qiu left Wen: “Are you and I cooperating, including me telling you the truth? ”

“Of course not. I was just asking. ”

Undyed, he smiled and handed a broken wooden plaque into Chu's hands. "If you don't want to say so, don't worry. I'll finish the deal, naturally. I hope Prince Chu keeps his promise, and don't forget what he promised me. ”

“Of course.” Chu put away the wooden medal at will and nodded with a smile, “I will do as you wish. ”

When the door closed, Chu turned around and looked at himself and drew half the painting. The shallow curvature was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

He picked up the pen and added color and lines to the painting.

Half the time, it's like talking to yourself: "If you wish, little sister will be sad. ”

= = =

Muang's mood has never been so anxious and irritable.

It has been one day and one night since the Emperor appeared and left.

But there was no news at all.

What did you tell him that day?

Why did the emperor disappear without even a half-description?

Mu Yan wanted to go out and look, but Bao was still awake in his veins at a critical moment of life and death.

This has been the third day of awakening.

According to the ancient book, as long as it survives today.

Baby Awakening's chances of success will increase to 80%.

Mu looked painfully at Bao, who closed his eyes and was in pain, wiping the sweat from his body with a cloth towel over and over again.

Focused and pitied she didn't find out.

In the yard outside her room.

Chu Qiao is throwing a painting in the corresponding position of the five lines of gossip.

With the last painting dropped in the northeast corner.

The ground in the middle of the yard suddenly seeped black.

As the black gas grew, the otherwise hard bluestone ground actually rolled up like it had been melted.