When a small breast tiger and a green-haired bird suddenly appeared in Lan Yue's arms, Xiao Jingyao's eyebrows couldn't help but raise them high.

What's going on? There are more pets?

"Yao'er, this is a white tiger."

Lan Yue pointed to the white tiger rolling in her arms.

Xiao Jingyao is only concerned about one question now, "Male or female?"

"Hmph, my lord is naturally the lord..."

Before the White Tiger could finish speaking, someone suddenly picked up the back of his neck. It seemed as if it had been pinched by someone. Its four legs suddenly froze there, looking at Xiao Jingyao in shock.

No one in this world dares to carry the back of its neck like this, except for the shameless follower beside the owner!

"White Tiger, don't doubt that the one in front of you is the shameless follower..."

Qingfeng's cold voice suddenly rang in Baihu's mind.

"Damn it!"

The white tiger howled lightly, and suddenly became shocked and flew wildly.

"This follower is still in dispersed. It's been tens of thousands of years, why is it still by the master's side!"

"Oh..." Qingfeng couldn't help but sighed quietly, and a trace of acceptance of her fate appeared on her face. "Some fate is really destined by heaven, and it can't be broken."

Lan Yueyan saw Baihu struggling in pain, and his heart softened, so he quickly took it over.

"Yaoer."

She glanced at Xiao Jingyao with a angrily look.

Seeing this, Xiao Jingyao frowned and immediately said with a grievance: "Master, these are all the appearances it has transformed. Maybe the prototype is bigger than this green-haired bird."

Lan Yue paused along the little milk tiger's hand. This is true...

"Yeah--"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the little milk tiger was crazy and cute. Her big eyes were wet, and she stared at Lan Yue so pitifully.

Lan Yue: "..."

Why do everyone and tiger look at her so silly? I know that she can't resist this anymore...

However, only children make choices, but adults want both!

So Lan Yue smiled and touched Xiao Jingyao's head, and then went along the little breast tiger's back, "Well, both are good kids."

Xiao Jingyao: “…”

White Tiger: "…"

Qingfeng: "Then I'll leave?"

At this time, Lan Yue glanced at him and unexpectedly fell on the portrait just now.

Well? Why is there another person next to you?

Lan Yue subconsciously walked forward. Although she still couldn't see the two of them clearly, their intimate posture was obviously in good relationship.

No need to guess, this must be the Ghost Lord and his wife.

Lan Yue couldn't help but think that she had possessed herself to the Ghost Lord's wife and even obtained the so-called killing aura.

Just now, I didn’t have time to think about the appearance of the White Tiger. At this moment, I thought that this fact was too strange...

Mainly, the style of this room is exactly the same as her taste...

The more Lan Yue thought about it, the more she became more and more anxious. When she recalled the word "madam" she heard in her dreams twice, a ridiculous idea flashed through her mind, which made her heart thump.

Xiao Jingyao walked forward and saw that Lan Yue's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart suddenly felt aroused.

He knew what Lan Yue was thinking. Not to mention Lan Yue, he, a reborn person, could not believe...

In Lan Yue's arms, Qingfeng and Baihu looked at each other, but saw a hint of ecstasy in each other's eyes.

The master must have noticed something!

"Master, let's go to other places to take a look."

Since there is a guess, why not verify it yourself? Perhaps... things are not what they imagined.

At least, Xiao Jingyao didn't want it so much.

Because if this is true, then Lan Yue must have suffered a lot, otherwise why would he change his identity?

At this time, Xiao Jingyao hadn't even considered it, and he was in the same situation.

Lan Yue's face turned pale. She nodded gently, pressed the suspicion in her heart, and walked out of the Hall of Beloved Wife with Xiao Jingyao.

Just as the hall gate was closed, the portrait on the wall changed again. Between the light and shadow overlap, there was a man in black holding a woman in purple covered in blood.

The man's face was filled with despair and madness, and the black air was surging, covering the clouds and the sun.

Behind them, millions of corpses were buried, and blood flowed into a river...

“Master, where are we going?”

Xiao Jingyao looked at the two forks in front of him and turned his head to ask Lan Yue for his opinion.

From a distance, Lan Yue looked at him, one was the Xi Wife Hall and the other was the Yue Wife Hall, so there was no difference.

"Yaoer, what do you think?"

Xiao Jingyao subconsciously pointed to the left, "Let's go to Xi Wife Palace..."

Happy wife...

Xiao Jingyao was shocked and suddenly stood there in a daze.

Wait! If he is really the Raoshi Ghost Lord and the Master is the Ghost Lord’s wife, then they are originally husband and wife!?

Couple...

Just thinking of this word made Xiao Jingyao tremble all over.

Did he have a master completely? And they once knew each other and stayed together for so long...

Xiao Jingyao's heart was very hot. At this moment, he suddenly felt that no matter how hard he had experienced before, his master was his wife, which was enough to soothe everything.

When she heard Xiao Jingyao murmuring and repeating the word "Happy Wife", Lan Yue's face turned slightly red, and she instantly guessed Xiao Jingyao's thoughts.

But she still couldn't believe it in her heart. She really had no memory at all. She never thought that she was once another person.

The battle in the portrait is so tragic. What did the Ghost Lord and his wife experience? Why did the war begin and how would it end later?

A lot of questions made Lan Yue feel upset.

"Master, let's go and have a look."

But Xiao Jingyao couldn't wait to get up in his heart.

"Let's go."

The two walked side by side, walking in the corridor full of purple sun spirit stamina. Between the clothes and winding, a breeze blew, and the purple sun spirit stamina gently swayed, and time seemed to flow backwards.

Once upon a time, there were two extremely loving people who walked through this corridor countless times under the witness of Ziyang Lingrui, leaving behind laughter and joy.

"Squeak--"

The heavy hall door was slowly pushed open, and Lan Yue suddenly became stunned.

It was purple when you saw the whole hall was covered with exquisite purple clothes.

They have different styles, from light purple to deep purple, or are either fairy-like or gentle and tender, which is dazzling.

But Lan Yue saw the broken purple robe in the middle at first glance.

In the middle of Yishui's gorgeous clothes, it was so out of place.

But Lan Yue recognized it at a glance. This purple dress was the one worn by the Ghost Lord on the battlefield just now.

Time seemed to be frozen on this purple dress, with blood on it, as bright as a blooming rose.

Lan Yue's whole body was shocked, and she couldn't help but walk forward and reached out to touch the purple dress.

"Husband, don't be sad for me..."

When the fingertips touched the blood on the dress, an extremely gentle voice suddenly rang in Lan Yue's ears.

Lan Yue took a sudden step back, and her face suddenly turned pale.
Chapter completed!