Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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"Happy?

Qi Luoer raised her eyebrows: "Where is the freedom? As soon as I came, your subordinates put me in prison... There is no freedom, is this called freedom?"

"That's because they made a mistake, don't worry, it won't happen in the future." Yue Wushang promised with a smile.

"Not in the future? You mean not to lock me up again?" [

Qi Luoer couldn't believe it.

"That's right! I will arrange for you to live in the guest room. You can go wherever you want, and no one will stop you."

Yue Wushang gave her a reassurance.

"Where's the musician?"

A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly came over.

Following the words, they moved together and walked into a person flutteringly.

Qi Luoer felt his eyes light up, his jaw almost dropped!

Another enchanting beauty!

The man was wearing a lake-blue robe, his hair was not tied up, it was casually loosened behind his head, and he was holding a guqin in his arms>

The beauty of appearance is difficult to describe and difficult to draw, it seems to be on par with Yue Wushang>

The difference is that he is as beautiful as a lily orchid, leisurely and indifferent, with a kind of secluded and clean spirit.

Qi Luoer's saliva almost dripped down.This—could it be that this world's Feng Shui is so good that it raises all such beautiful characters!

He lives in this mirage palace, is he also a demon?

Thinking of the exams in Baiyun Mountain, the people from the Ziyun Sect pretended to be members of the Demon Cult, and couldn't help but sigh/

No wonder Bai Li would be angry, his own person was vilified into that kind of virtue, and no one would be happy to see it.

"This girl—is the musician?"

The man slightly bowed his knees to Yue Wushang and saluted, his voice echoed golden and jade, it was extremely pleasant to hear.

There was some surprise and uncertainty in the eyes looking at Qi Luoer.

Yue Wushang lightly tapped the table with his fingers, with a half-smile: "Sure enough, as soon as you mentioned any good music, you rushed over immediately. What's the matter? No more retreats? Have you researched the new score?" [

There was some sadness on Orchestra Chi's face: "No. I always feel that there is something missing."

"Gentle and moist as jade, a humble gentleman!"

When Qi Luoer saw this orchestra pit, these eight words first came to mind.

He looked at Yue Wushang again: "I heard that brother Wushang brought a musician here, could it be—is this girl?"