Unexpectedly, he returned to normal at night. No, he simply got worse. Now he even learned to crawl into bed.

"Remember, why don't you remember?" Mu Jiu lowered his voice: "But... I have already thought about it... before you return to the human world, I will do everything possible to make you change your mind. Madam, you can't escape.

Yes. You and I are destined."

"Really? What is written in fate? Why don't I know?" Feng Zhuoxi has never believed in the so-called fate. Her life is her own and is not decided by God.

"It's written in my life. Remember, you are my wife, and you will definitely be it." Mu Jiu said firmly, her tone so sure that even Feng Zhuoxi would doubt whether she would really change her mind.

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Several people dispersed, leaving Peng Sangluo sighing alone in the room.[

Early the next morning, Baili Yuezhu walked out of the camp and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

Huofeng quickly signaled behind him, telling his master that there was an enemy attack outside.

Feng Zhuoxi was in a bad mood due to the commotion last night, so she summoned the black sword and jumped out.

A group of monsters hide in the darkness.

Despite such a close distance, Feng Zhuoxi still only noticed a little bit of aura.

As expected of a demon clan that is good at assassination, the method of gathering breath is actually used so skillfully.

Baili Yuezhu gave her a look, then suddenly jumped forward, stretched out his hand to grab a monster hiding in the dark.

The monster immediately threw out several hidden weapons. Baili Yuezhu rolled up all the hidden weapons with his sleeves and put one hand on the monster's neck. Then, before the other monsters could react, he grabbed the monster and walked towards the tent.

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Feng Zhuoxi drew a line of sword energy at will, completely flattening the entire forest in front of him.

The monsters were forced to appear, and each one was seen wearing uniform gray cloth, with something unknown smeared on their faces. Each face was pitch black, and their original appearance could not be seen.

"A member of the weak tribe?" Feng Zhuoxi played with the black sword in his hand and said calmly.

"That's right." One of the monsters replied. The voice was so obscure that it sounded like a disguised voice.

"How many gold coins were collected? Whose life are you buying?"

"Five hundred thousand gold coins, buy all of your lives."

"Drink! Such a generous move. I wonder if you regret it now?"

"How do you say this?"

"For a mere five hundred thousand gold coins, none of you can go back."

"If you can't go back, you can't go back. In this kind of murderous business, you have long since taken your own life seriously. Not to mention this business, as long as we send people here, even if we can't kill you, we can still get half of the reward."

Feng Zhuoxi rolled her eyes: "Oh? Is that so?" [

Mu Jiu walked out of the tent, followed closely by Luoxia, who was wearing a gorgeous golden dress that could easily dazzle people.

"Want to help?" Mu Jiu walked to Feng Zhuoxi and asked.

Feng Zhuoxi shook his head, suddenly flew out, grabbed the monster who just spoke, and then flicked a thousand-needle spiritual power ball into it.

Then he threw the monster into Mu Jiu's hand: "Go and ask him who bought our lives. If you can't find out, let him go. Anyway, they will die if they go back, so as not to dirty our hands."
Chapter completed!