That night, Mu Li changed into night clothes and quietly entered Feng Mansion while the dark sky was dark.

Standing on the top of the wall, trying to slide down the base of the wall.

"That's what my teacher teaches you?"

The sound was transmitted from the air, and Bingmo's male voice came into his ears, "Master!" Mu Li couldn't believe that Master, he actually came!

A white shadow flashed, and he hugged her waist and flew down.

Mu Li jumped excitedly, wishing he could hold the master and jumped.

However, she couldn't get more arrogant, especially when she thought about her master's cold face that had been bright and indifferent, she didn't dare to do anything at will.

"No prospect." The Saint of Xuanji glanced at her and said coldly.

"Master, Li'er is wrong, Li'er is unpromising, which disappoints you. When you go to your house, you will have to climb over the wall in the middle of the night, which will make you embarrassed. Li'er should be punished." Mu Li's side is half true and half fake

He admitted his mistake and secretly looked at his master.

The Saint of Xuanji looked deserted, "What, may you be waiting outside this wall for your master?"

Mu Li was silent. He couldn't let the master climb over the wall now. However, there was something important tonight, so why did the master come at this time?

The crooked Yue'er and the cold curtain color shone on Mu Li's armed black clothes. The Saint of Xuanji really wanted to take a picture of her head open and see what this girl was doing!

"Or why, the master goes to Li'er's restaurant?" Mu Li thought for a while, but still thought it would be better to invite the master to the restaurant for a night. After the master is settled, she will secretly come to Feng Mansion.

Tomorrow is the deadline, and she must not come.

The cold eyes of the Saint Son of Xuanji glanced indifferently, Mu Li suddenly felt the wind in his initiation, and the cold evil was thrust.

The master still looks cold and cold.

"I don't lead the way." The Saint of Xuanji moved slowly.

Before Mu Li could not have expected, the master did not ask about the situation in the restaurant. However, it is not surprising that the master has always been indifferent and taciturn.

In front of the master, she didn't dare to show off. She followed the rules and followed the rules, one black and one white, just walking slowly.

Mu Li had something to do, but the Saint of Xuanji did not urge him. The two of them had been walking for half an hour at a distance of flying.

The surroundings of the winery were already pitch black.

"Who!" Liu Yuyan shouted outside when she heard the movement.

"I'm fine, go to bed." Mu Li calmed down and replied, not forgetting to secretly look at the master.

The son of Xuanji was completely displeased and still indifferent.

Fortunately, there are several rooms behind the tavern, so the master stays there, so naturally there is no problem.

He pushed away the room closest to him, lit a candle, and glanced briefly. Fortunately, Xiaowu and his friends cleaned it up pretty clean on weekdays.

"Master, I'm sorry, you stay for one night first." Mu Li smiled. She didn't dare to speak casually at the moment. If the master knew that she was disguised as a man and deceived the emperor, she might be scolded by the master.

However, just Mu Li guessed, how could a person like the exiled immortal in the mysterious holy son be scolded?

At most, I just glanced at it coldly and said nothing more.

Seeing Mu Li obediently like a cat, the Saint of Mystery Son silently and sat down towards the chair beside him.

He pointed to another chair.

Mu Li was stunned for a moment, and his heart was secretly aware that the master would teach him a lesson, right?

She sat over obediently, lowered her head, but thought in her heart how to slip away as soon as possible.

Really, why haven't Jun Mobai come in the past two days? If he had to pester his master, maybe she had already slipped into Feng Mansion at this moment.

Although he had complaints about his father, no matter how he did, he was a blood relationship with his relatives, and he could not be cut off! If the Manchus were really destroyed by the royal family, Mu Li would probably regret it.

The Saint of Xuanji didn't start and just sat there, but Mu Li couldn't sit still. She still understood the master and the old man. If she didn't take the initiative to speak, she would probably sit for a night and would be speechless.

"Master, are you thirsty?" Mu Li smiled carefully and deliberately flattered him.

"Not thirsty." The Saint Son of Xuanji is still cold and concise.

Mu Li suddenly said, "The master is really cherishing his words like gold."

"Master, are you hungry?" Mu Li said again.

The Saint of Xuanji looked at her coldly and silent for a long time, "I will go to the palace with my teacher tomorrow."

"No!" Mu Li was excited and jumped up from the chair.

The Saint of Xuanji glanced at her without any expression.

Mu Li felt quite embarrassed and quickly laughed, "Master, you have just arrived in the capital and are tired and need a good rest."

The mysterious Holy Son's eyes were restrained and he did not say anything.

Mu Li swallowed his throat and sat back quietly.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Mu Li was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

What a tragic thing, what exactly is the master doing?

She secretly glanced at the master several times, Junjun's cold cheeks, which were as delicately carved as heavenly craftsmen, white clothes were as cold as snow, all over, without any breath of fireworks.

Those deep eyes are like a holy water in the sky, without any noise in the world.

This posture should only be found in heaven, and there is rarely one person on earth!

"Master, Li'er is sleepy, go and rest first." Mu Li yawned and finally found an excuse to escape.

The Saint of Xuanji pointed to the soft couch in the new shop and said, "Go."

Mu Li was stunned for a moment. He was already in the forefront. Could it be that the master still thinks he is a child?

"Master, I'm over fifteen." Mu Li couldn't help but kindly reminded the master.

I heard from my senior brothers that the master has been immortal and has lived for many lifetimes. I should also know what a woman means after she is fifteen years old. That is the age to get married, and there is no reason to live with her master.

"Yes." The Saint of Xuanji nodded and continued to sit upright.

Mu Li was completely speechless. What did the master mean? He just said, "I'm gone?"

His eyes rolled over. Mu Li, who was usually very upright, became a obedient cat in front of his master.

"Meow, Meow."

As soon as I mentioned the cat, the cute cat actually came to the wing room.

"Xiao Huang, come here." Mu Li saw the cute cat squatting by the window at a glance.

The cute cat's eyelids flipped over, leaped downwards.

Mu Li spread his arms and wanted to catch it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Huang fell steadily, took a leisurely cat step, twisted left and right, and finally fell directly to the feet of the Saint of Xuanji.

Alas, even Maoer likes good-looking masters, Mu Li is so sad.

"Li'er is going out?" The Saint of Xuanji lowered his body slightly, reached out to touch the cute cat under his feet, and said in a low voice.

Mu Li was frightened and quickly replied, "Ah, don't go out."

She responded carefully, lowered her head, not daring to look at the master.

The room was quiet again.

Mu Li was bored and looked at the cute cat quietly, accidentally falling on the master's fair hand.

The heart trembled in an instant.

Just say, the master is good-looking and his hand looks even better.

Even after all the memory loss, I still remember my master's fair and beautiful hands.

Mu Li looked at the master's hand without blinking, his eyes almost lying on his face.
Chapter completed!