Emperor brushes his clothes? Where is Emperor brushes his clothes?

She looked at the bed, and there was only her bedding on the bed, but his bedding disappeared...

Or, everything about Di Fuyi here disappeared! Life seems to have never been here before.

What's going on?!

A nightmare?

Is she having a nightmare?

She trembled and pinched her thighs, causing pain! It was not a dream...

She felt like she stepped into the bottomless hell, and she was stunned for a moment, then rushed out again...

She was so panicked that she tripped at the threshold and made a thud.

The wind sounded in the distance, and a person appeared. Seeing Gu Xijiu sitting on the ground, he was stunned for a moment, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, saluting her: "Sir, you are finally out!"

Gu Xijiu's knees hurt and her palms were rubbed. She suddenly looked up and looked at Mu Feng standing in front of her: "What are you... what are you calling me?"

"Sir Saint, Saint Saint, what's wrong with you? Ah, you're injured!" Mu Feng stepped forward and held a tube of ointment for treating the trauma in his hand.

Gu Xijiu: "..."

She stared at Mu Feng tightly, almost suspected that he was pretending to be someone else!

But his face, voice and demeanor... everything is undoubtedly Mu Feng.

Her palms couldn't help but tremble in her sleeves, and she took a long breath: "Mu Feng, I ask you, where is Di Fuyi? Where is he?"

Mu Feng looked confused: "Di Fuyi? Who is Di Fuyi?"

Gu Xijiu was as if struck by lightning, her face turned pale, and she said word by word: "Mu Feng, listen, I'm not in the mood to joke with you! Where is he?! What mysterious is he playing with? Tell me, if he lie to me like this, I will hate him for the rest of my life! No, I hate him forever!"

Mu Feng looked confused and scratched his scalp: "Sir, Lord Saint... How dare I joke with you? I have never heard of this person..."

Gu Xijiu was furious: "Mu Feng, what are you playing with? He is your lord and the real saint! Don't make such a low-level joke with me, it's not funny!"

Her voice was sharp, and the momentum burst out instantly. Mu Feng shivered and knelt down on the spot: "Saint Lord, are you... you... have you been in the forbidden area? Our lord has always been you, what the hell is Di Fuyi? How could he be the real Saint?"

He was worried and took out a spray from his arms: "Sir, this is the medicine to relieve illusions. You can try it."

Gu Xijiu: "..." She took several steps back one after another.

Her hands and feet were cold, and Mu Feng's expression was not like a fake. It really seemed like she had never heard of Di Fuyi. He seemed to have completely forgotten Di Fuyi...

She took in and took another breath, and seemed to have thought of something in her heart, but she didn't dare to admit it and didn't dare to face it.

She was like a drowning man trying desperately to catch a life-saving straw floating. She stood there stupidly for a moment, and suddenly she thought of something, and quickly took out a stack of paper from the storage bag on her body. This stack of paper was some information written by Di Fuyi these days. Gu Xijiu didn't want him to write it at the time, so she pulled a stack of papers in her storage bag...

Now she took it out, trying to use it as evidence: "This is some magical materials he wrote, look..." She suddenly stopped and stared at the stack of paper, almost being strangled by someone's breath!
Chapter completed!