Wear it in my sister's cultivating texts and let loose

Chapter 119 Your Majesty's Barrier

"On the order of the Demon Lord, I come to congratulate Madam and present a gift." Lan Ping's unhurried high-pitched voice sounded outside the door again.

Seeing that he never left, Yun Chu felt a little annoyed and didn't know what to do, "What if he never leaves?"

Mingyou: "...don't pay attention to him."

Yun Chu: Er... You have a good idea, but it's not a problem for him to stand at my door all the time!

"Is he fierce? What's his temper?"

Mingyou thought for a while, "It's not fierce. It's just that you always hide a knife in your smile and a sword in your mouth."

Yunchu: Uh... that's even more troublesome!But General Ming, your evaluation really hits the nail on the head.

Mingyou saw that Yunchu was in a bit of trouble, so he simply raised his voice outside the door, "Your Majesty is not here, Madam has already rested, please come back another day, Commander Lan!"

Lan Ping outside the door didn't give up, he ignored Mingyou's words, and spoke with a smile, which was close to that of Yunchu.

"I heard that Madam was born in the Tianyi Sect, and Xiao Ke has a few close friends who were also taught by the Tianyi Sect. It is also a predestined relationship."

"Oh." Yun Chu didn't react at all, and was not attracted by his rhetoric at all.

Just a little puzzled, it turns out that Xianmen and Moyu are not incompatible, and they can still be friends.

Outside the door, Lan Ping saw that he threw such a bait, but the other party still didn't respond, so he got impatient.

He was not a patient person, he frowned, and began to signal the hunchbacked old servant with his eyes.

The old servant took a step forward, stretched out his hand to touch it, shook his head and said, "This is a restriction imposed by the Demon Lord, it's not easy to open... the most important thing is, if you force it open, he will know immediately."

Lan Ping twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed dryly, his somewhat sickly face became paler.

The old servant knew that he was suppressing his anger... he couldn't help but bowed his waist and shrank back.

After a moment of silence, Lan Ping suddenly grinned, and said to the old servant: "Sure enough, he was raised like a baby. It seems that the stupid seven is right! Don't look at it, let's go back!"

The old servant nodded immediately, and followed behind Lan Ping who left in a huff.

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After a while, Yunchu felt that there was no movement at the door, so he raised his head to ask Mingyou.

Mingyou nodded, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, there is the enchantment of Junshang, otherwise she would not be sure of victory if she really faced Lan Ping.

What's more, that guy is surrounded by a cloud of experts, and his own methods are extremely vicious... If she really does it, it's hard for her to protect his wife comprehensively.

Seeing Mingyou nod at the beginning, Yunchu heaved a sigh of relief, lay down again, stretched out on the huge black bed, and said to Mingyou in a daze, "Youyou, if you are tired, rest on the soft couch outside for a while. ..."

"Madam, sleep peacefully, the subordinates are not tired." Mingyou's voice was very soft, but he did not completely let go of his hanging heart.

Although she doesn't care about it, she still knows about some important things.

For example, Lan Ping is very dangerous, regardless of character flaws, just talk about identity.

He was the fiancé of the Seventh Princess in the past, and he almost obeyed Princess Diao Man's words, so this time, he most likely wanted his wife's life.

It's just that she can't tell Yunchu about this...

It is one thing not to cause the madam to panic, but more importantly, she does not fully understand what the devil thinks about the madam.

If it is true that treasure is the most important thing, then you should respect her choice and let her go; but if you say you don't care at all, you should protect her very well.

Well, it's really incomprehensible!

However, as a subordinate of the Demon Lord, she must keep her mouth shut when she shouldn't be talking too much.

Just seeing the slender figure on the bed huddled under the quilt, I feel somewhat guilty in my heart.

(End of this chapter)