Yue Wushang smiled faintly: "Since she is a goddess, her future is extremely variable. Even if I alienate her, who knows if she will directly come to kill me after she succeeds in cultivation? Haha, isn't this always the way to eliminate demons and protect the Tao?
Is it the responsibility of the Immortal family?"
"That's why, Your Majesty, you imprisoned her in the Mirage Palace and didn't let her practice magic. Is it to prevent this?"
The expression on Yue Wushang's face was unclear. He suddenly glanced at Orchestra Chi and said with a half-smile, "Le Chi, are you too idle?"
Lechi was stunned for a moment and said with shame: "Then my subordinates are resigning."[
Yue Wushang waved his hand lazily: "Well, you can go down! Remember, send more people to Xiaoyao Pavilion. Don't let that girl run around before the Demon King gets out."
Lechi agreed: "Yes, I will do it now!"
Then he raised his head and glanced at Yue Wushang worriedly: "Then the king's injuries should also be paid attention to, and be sure not to get wet again..."
Yue Wushang sighed: "Okay, I will pay attention. Lechi, I found that you are more verbose than a girl! Get out of here!"
Lechi smiled bitterly and then resigned.
Yue Wushang slowly raised his hand, his sleeves slipped off, revealing his scarred arms.
The wound was not an ordinary flesh-red color, but a strange dead gray color, snaking like a snake on his arm...
When he was in Haimei Lake, he was bitten and scratched several times by the evil spirits in the water because he was worried about Qi Luoer's safety.
Although there was no fear for his life, the poison entered his body and made his arms slightly stiff.
He was a little unable to turn around. What was even more troublesome was that he couldn't get rid of such wounds for a while, which ruined his beautiful image.
Although the secret medicine refined in the orchestra pit has been applied, it will take three days at the latest for these scars to be eliminated.
Alas, it seems that this girl is really the devil in his life. Ever since he met her, he has almost never encountered any good things!
How to deal with her has become his biggest headache. To him, Qi Luoer is like a hungry ghost holding a hot potato. His hands are so hot that it hurts, but he is reluctant to throw it out...
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Qi Luoer sadly discovered that she was under house arrest again!
Because she was too tired from the night's work, she slept until nearly noon.