Cute girl Shura

Chapter 242 Returning from the Dead ([-])

He probed and looked, and the Shura Hall was actually full of sky chains hanging in the air, and Gore was walking in the air, holding the top of the sky chains with both hands one after the other, naked.

"Cuckoo..."

He glanced around, King Shura didn't seem to be here, and the Shura Hall wasn't as cold as usual today.

So he boldly walked over, and softly waved to Gore who was having fun on the sky chain: "Gore..."

"Why, you also know brother?"

Suddenly, a question suddenly sounded from behind him.

Mo Qinmo's arched body froze, his eyes forgot where to turn, and he could only answer vaguely: "Yes... yes..."

An idea appeared in his head, brother?

Who is brother?

Then he turned around, clasped his fists and nodded, "Mo Quin will meet King Shura at the end!"

"It's rare that you have the heart to visit my lonely family today. I'm very relieved. But don't hurt the ghost messenger at the door again, let's not make an example."

King Shura's lonely and cold tone floated over with a heavy nasal voice, and Mo Qin had no choice but to lower his head even deeper, "Yes."

It seems that King Shura is in a good mood today, in the past, he would definitely be punished severely.

"How's Yao'er doing recently?"

"Back to King Shura, Yao'er has been busy catching shamans recently." He did not dare to relax at all, answering every question.

"A little evil spirit, she has wasted a lot of thought and time..."

Hearing King Shura's meaningful words, Mo Qin finally broke out in a cold sweat, "That shaman is full of tricks, and has slipped away from Yao'er many times. It's really cunning, Yao'er just..."

"Hmph! At best, there are too many worries. Tell her that I have no patience to wait any longer! If necessary, destroy it!"

"……Yes."

"Don't let her know, brother is here with me." King Shura's voice gradually sank.

At the end of Mo Quin's frown slightly, he nodded again: "Yes."

"In the next few days, I will be away for a while, you let Youshan take care of your brother. You and Yaoer, just wait and see...Mu Zishen's arrival!"

"..."

Mu Zishen!
Mo Qinmo raised his head, and there was no King Shura in front of him. Hearing that he was practicing in seclusion a few days ago, he must have recharged his energy. This time, he will definitely go to destroy the Elven Kingdom and capture Mu Zishen alive.

And at this time, should he go to inform?

By the way, there is also Yao'er, he should first inform Yao'er and ask for her opinion.

Looking at Gore who was having fun, he secretly made up his mind and walked outside.

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next day
The sky above Weiyang City was shrouded in mourning.

There are rumors in the palace that on the day of the late emperor's death, Weiyang Zishen ascended the throne and was abolished. Now the Empress Dowager Chen supports the eighth prince Weiyang Mingyi to take the throne and listen to the government behind the curtain.

When the news reached my ears, it was Du Yao and Luo Yiyi who heard it from hearsay when they were having dinner at the inn.

At this time, Du Yao had already changed into a light casual dress, and a pink gauze shawl was pulled lightly to cover her tender skin.Xiu Ya Jue Su's body had an air of lightness, and he looked at the people who came in and out of the inn with a leisurely expression.

In order not to be easily recognized by others, she specially combed her hair like a woman from the Western Regions, with silver ornaments on her forehead, and a rosy red color between her eyebrows.

"Miss Du, I'm full." On the opposite side, Luo Yiyi reminded her softly.

Du Yao cast her eyes from passers-by to Luo Yiyi, then glanced at the dishes on the table that she had swept away, and then smiled at her, "Yes."

While checking out, out of the corner of my eye I saw the waiter carrying an empty plate and walking towards the back door, and then the waiter's high-pitched voice yelled angrily: "It's you beggar again! Get lost! There's nothing left today, don't hang around here!"

The little beggar was dressed in rags, and her disheveled hair covered most of her face at will. She was sitting at the back door of the inn waiting for the leftovers to be poured into the rotten bucket, but unexpectedly she fell asleep while waiting.

Just kicked twice by the shop waiter, she jumped and screamed in pain, "Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"Miss Du? What's the matter with you?" Just after paying the bill, Luo Yiyi called Du Yao and looked at the back door in a daze.

Du Yao came back to her senses and smiled at her, "It's okay, let's go."

"Get out of here! Don't block here and affect our work!"

"Please don't fight, I just need a little food, it doesn't matter if I don't have it now, I will continue to wait...don't fight!"

Behind him, the gradually distant voice came in intermittently, as if he closed his eyes, what filled his mind was the scene of the waiter beating the little beggar.

Finally, when she reached the front door, she stopped and walked back.

Seeing this, Luo Yiyi followed.

"Girl, you'd better go through the front door, the back door is not clean..." Seeing Du Yao approaching in a hurry, the waiter greeted Du Yao with a smile.

Du Yao walked up to the little beggar who was curled up next to the rotten barrel, stopped in her tracks, and said in a clear voice, "Follow me."

Su Xiang'er raised her head, and when she saw Du Yao in front of her, she panicked, "Ah—ghost, ghost...ghost—"

"Xiao Er, serve another table with exactly the same dishes as before, plus a cage of meat buns and a bowl of noodle soup... The rest is your tip." She took out a silver coin and threw it to the waiter next to her. .

Seeing such a large ingot of silver, the waiter's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, "Hey! Okay, please come inside, girl!"

Then, as if oiling the soles of his feet, he ran to the back kitchen.

"Ghost, ghost..." Xiang'er shrank in the corner, trembling all over.

Du Yao walked forward, squatted in front of her, brushed back the messy hair that covered her eyes, and said in a calm voice, "The food will be served in a while, go and eat. I still have some money here, you can use it."

Then, a pack of embroidery bags was thrown in front of Xiang'er.

Du Yao stood up indifferently and was about to leave.

"Are you An Yao?" Xiang'er's voice was obviously still trembling. When she looked up and saw the familiar face that had made her jealous for hundreds of times, she couldn't speak again, "You are her, right? Are you still alive? "

No matter what, she couldn't believe that the person she personally killed was now giving her food and clothing.When she heard that Du Yao's body had disappeared in the palace, she felt suspicious. She also hoped that she would still be alive in this world, but she never expected to meet her when she was at her worst.

But when I saw her today, she was so indifferent and indifferent.

"No, Du Yao."

After finishing speaking, Du Yao left without looking back.

Walking out of the inn, Luo Yiyi was a little confused, "Miss Du, do you know that beggar?"

This time, she didn't smile again, and stared coldly at An's House not far ahead, and said expressionlessly, "I don't know."

If Su Xianger can live like this, it would be a good thing for her.

If her soul goes to the underworld, the pain of purgatory she will suffer is far worse than life being cast aside and humbled by the world.

So Xiang'er, you'd better not let me see it again.

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