Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 336
Di Jiu raised his eyes, looked at Mo Jue's eyes complicatedly, and finally turned into a sigh and disappeared in the silent air.

"Tell me, do you have something on your mind?" Mo Jue sat there lazily, with his legs crossed, his fingers resting on his forehead, and his expression was calm.

"What can I have on my mind." Di Jiu flicked his hand casually, and a jug of wine fell into her palm, and she raised her head and took a sip.

When the spicy liquid flowed down her throat, her heart also warmed up, and a sense of fatigue slowly came to her heart, forcing her body to feel a little weak.

"Anyway, you and I have known each other for several years. There is nothing we can't say. Maybe I can answer your questions for you. After all, I have lived for so long, and I have seen many things." Mo Jue's eyes slightly Flashed a few times.

Di Jiu stared at the flagon with downcast eyes, was silent for a while, but asked, "Western Bliss, can we go?"

Mo Bin didn't seem to be surprised by this question at all. He rubbed his hands and said without raising his head, "It's not the Buddhist disciples who can't see the entrance of the Buddhist holy land."

As for this answer, Di Jiu was also not surprised, she laughed mockingly: "This life is exhausting."

"I always thought that I just need to stand on the peak, but when I looked back, I realized that there are mountain people outside the mountain, and there are people outside the mountain. It's useless."

She thought that as long as she became the master of the imperial capital, no one could influence her, but the disappearance of Li Yuan made Di Jiu feel very tired all of a sudden.

Mo Jue conjured up a jug of wine out of nowhere, sat and drank with her, "What do you like?"

This is a nonsensical question.

Di Jiu was stunned and laughed: "What do you like?"

"Ah."

Hearing this question, the first reaction in Di Jiu's mind was Li Yuan, but she didn't say anything, she just asked back: "What do you like?"

Mo Jue's eyes slowly lifted up, looked directly at her, and said word by word: "Quan."

"Quan?" Di Jiu was surprised.

Mo Jue's gaze fell outside through the window, "Well, Quan, I like power, but after living for a long time, I feel that these things are actually useless. Not everything in this world can be obtained by using power, for example..."

that person……

"Oh, I thought great poets had no desires or desires." Di Jiu suddenly laughed.

Mo Jue looked at her: "Nothing is impossible, as long as you are alive, there is hope for everything."

Hearing this, Di Jiu smiled and said nothing.

After drinking for three rounds, she felt more and more weak, lying there not wanting to move.

"I've known each other for two or three years in the blink of an eye, and I always feel that the time is too short." Mo Jue's smile seemed a little sad.

The flagon in Di Jiu's hand fell and she fell asleep.

Covering her with a blanket, Mo Jue walked out without a sound, but before he left, he looked back deeply at the sleeping woman on the bed, and a soft light flashed in those eyes.

At night, a phantom rose into the sky and gradually moved towards the west.

Finally disappeared into the night.

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The next day.

Di Jiu got up early, drank a bowl of hangover soup to relieve his headache, and then went to the imperial study.

She pondered for a long time before finally writing a letter.

"Happy."

Le Ji walked in from outside the hall: "This subordinate is here."

Di Jiujuan took a good letter and put the letter in the bamboo tube, "Send this letter to the ghost army and give it to the ghost king."

Le Ji was taken aback, but didn't say much, took the bamboo tube and left.

Di Jiu squeezed his brows wearily and leaned back on the chair.

Yes, she accepted Mo Jue's suggestion that she would join hands with the ghost army, otherwise she would really have no chance of winning when the Demon Realm and the God Realm joined hands to rush over.

Being surrounded by enemies has made her restless recently.

(End of this chapter)