She closed her eyes. This silence was not like the silence she woke up, but with a little silence.

The meaning of "Xiaojiu." is so light that it is imperceptible.

Mubai's eyes were covered with a doting and warm smile, and only when he looked at Jiuyin would a real smile appear: "It was Mubai who failed to agree to the monarch and ministers. The three of them, at the beginning, gave you so much peace of mind."

"I have been relieved for tens of thousands of years, and I have never asked for it."

"Mu Bai remembers that at the last moment of our departure, the king and minister said: If Xiao Jiu lacks one hair, he will fight me for three days."

I must have recalled some figure.

The smile in Mubai's eyes became even more intense. He raised his fingers with distinct joints and stroked the broken hair scattered between her forehead. His movements were so light and delicate, just like treating the most precious treasure of his life, and not being neglected at all.

"I'm quite arrogant. When did I lose?" Mu Bai spoke, and the evil curve of the corner of his mouth rose a little.

After a while.

Mu Bai slowly withdrew his fingers. His meaningless and casual aura had long been restrained by him, and all that was left was the majesty that shocked the people.

"After that being said, I didn't seem to be silent. I didn't lose one hair."

Speaking of this, the smile in Mubai's eyes was covered with coldness.

The sound of the opening was mixed with aftermath, and all the porcelain in the room was broken and exploded: "But the few things are much more important than hair. After the emperor and his ministers came back, they hated me so much."

Yes, how much hatred!

They disappeared into this world with confidence and died for tens of thousands of years because they believed that Yi Jiuyin's strength would not encounter any harm, and they believed that Yi Mubai's wisdom would definitely destroy all the threats for her.

But Mu Bai failed the expectations of the three of them. The only time he was too late!

It was even the only time that he could not recover the damage he had with tens of thousands of times.

"Nan Yue Chen."

"This name is really hateful. When Xiaojiu meets him, he must have spent all his bad luck."

Mu Bai's eyes remained on the cinnabar mole between Jiuyin's eyebrows, and his voice was filled with endless warmth, but when he talked about the three words Nan Yuechen, there was endless killing.

The woman reflected in Mubai's eyes.

Even though her soul has gone to modern times, even if she only has a body, it feels so unattainable.

After a while.

Mu Bai just stood up, his dark and deep eyes swept around him, then stopped on Jiuyin, and then lifted up lightly after his eyes were lowered.

His slender fingers suddenly retracted his pants pocket, his body was lazy and straight, and the curve of the corners of his mouth was both flamboyant and evil, revealing a breath of looking down at all: "Mr. and ministers, I will leave the lives of those people for you to come back and take them."

"I will give you a good Xiaojiu before you come back."

"No, you can't regret it for tens of thousands of years, nor can you regret it. I'll leave Xiaojiu to me alone to protect it, right?"

Mu Bai's eyes looked straight ahead, and the meaning of the words was revealed.

His tone was not a slight self-blame, and even a real smile, but it sounded so sad.

That feeling was like a treasure he cared for in his palm, something he was careful about even touching.
Chapter completed!