The Evil King's Favorite: The Arrogant Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 236 The Kid Has a Good Eye
When Yu Yang said this, he lowered his head, which showed that he was absolutely respectful to Liu Yue. Cui'er felt a little uncomfortable, but it was indeed his own fault, and he only blamed himself for being deceived by lard at that time, so he smiled slightly. Nodding his head, he uttered a few words with some difficulty, "Master, don't worry, this servant understands."

Cui'er called herself a servant girl, so she also obeyed Yu Yang's acknowledgment of her master and followed her voluntarily.

Liu Yue didn't refuse either, raised her hand and made a gesture, took out a bank note from the interspatial bag and put it on the table, got up and left.

Seeing this, Yu Yang got up and picked up Tweety, after thinking for a while, he wrapped Tweeter in the doctor's thin quilt, and carried him out of the house.

The old man outside the house didn't speak when he saw this situation, he nodded to Liu Yue and continued to distribute the medicinal materials he had on hand.

Liu Yue was slightly taken aback, and realized that the old man was not an ordinary person after a subtle sense. She was shocked, and smiled calmly, "I'm bothering senior." After walking out of the yard, Yu Yang naturally followed without stopping.

"It's an interesting girl, you boy, you have a good eye."

Seeing both Liu Yue and Yu Yang walk out of the yard, the old man raised his hand seemingly casually, and the wide-open courtyard door closed spontaneously and softly.

And behind the old man, Xuan Ming, who was dressed in a black robe and gold leather, came out quietly from the medicine rack behind him, looking at the direction of the courtyard door, squinting his deep eyes and wondering what he was thinking.

"Master, do you want your subordinates to continue to follow?"

Dongqing came in from the courtyard wall, touched her nose with a guilty conscience, and then moved up.

Sikong Xuanming glanced at Dongqing sideways, and slightly raised his brows. Dongqing was so frightened that he hurriedly cupped his fists and retreated, then climbed over the wall, and chased Liu Yue away.

And the old man was doing his own thing from the beginning to the end, as if the two of them didn't exist.

"Ge Lao, this injury really can't be healed?" After a long time, Sikong Xuanming said indifferently, his tone was so clear that no emotion could be discerned, but the old man raised his head and looked at him jokingly, " Yo? Now you know you are in a hurry? Who said that you only have one life, and if you die, you will die?"

"In the past, it didn't matter, but now it does."

Sikong Xuanming narrowed his eyes again, and looked up at the corner of the small pavilion in the courtyard. A palace bell on it was automatic without wind, shaking violently but making no sound.

The old man followed his line of sight, his complexion suddenly changed, he jumped up and ran into the house, shouting, "Damn boy, don't tell me about my secret passage, old man, I'll hide first." Hide!"

The ending sound seemed to come from the sky, it was very ethereal, and I didn't know what happened in the room, and there was no one in it.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about my living expenses." Suddenly the old man appeared out of thin air, grabbed the silver note left by Liu Yue on the table, and disappeared into the secret passage behind the cabinet by the wall before disappearing completely.

Sikong Xuanming outside the house chuckled, looked at the old man's unfinished medicinal materials in a blink of an eye, walked over, sat down, gently picked up one of the dry grass roots and smelled it carefully, raised his hand and took out a delicate box to put I put it in.

"Stinky boy, why are you here? Where's the old man?" A voice came from a distance, before the voice finished, the person had arrived.

Yu Luocha, who was wearing a bright yellow long dress, landed steadily in the courtyard, felt around for a while, and then turned her gaze to Sikong Xuanming who was loading the medicinal materials.

"He's entered the secret passage." Xuan Ming continued his actions without raising his head, as if he was talking to himself, "Ge Lao is really a waste, these hundred-year-old snow lotus roots are rare things."

(End of this chapter)