"What do you say?"

"You just said there were monsters in the star picking palace? What do you mean, are you talking about me?"

Yunqing let some helpless, "Xia Qingluo, do you have to misinterpret what I mean?"

"I'm not misinterpreting what you mean. Now who else in the whole star picking palace except me? Is it Xiao hei and a Bai?"

At this point, Xia Qingluo suddenly stopped.

She looked at Yunqing's eyes as deep as the secluded sea and suddenly understood.

What is he going to do in the bedroom.

She stared at Yun qingrang, "do you suspect it's Nangong Li?"

Yunqing just looked at her in silence.

Xia Qingluo didn't stop Yunqing this time. She took the lead in running towards her bedroom.

Her heart pounded because of the violent running.

When Xia Qingluo panted behind the landscape screen of the bedroom hall and saw the little fox on the bed, she paused and looked at the scene with some stunned eyes.

Xia Qingluo spread white plush carpets under the little red fox in order to look good at the fox's nest.

At this time, the white plush carpet was obviously stained with blood.

The little fox lay on it and slept unknown.

At this time, Yunqing let in.

His speed was very fast. He came to the bed at once. His eyes were cold. Looking at the still sleeping fox, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched his back fur, and suddenly slipped nangongli away.

Nangong Li slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yun qingrang with some displeasure, thinking, this guy, what do you want to do?

Do you think it's unpleasant to see yourself here and want to drive yourself away?

He really doesn't want to stay here. He doesn't want to see Yun qingrang.

Turn your head and look at Xia Qingluo a few steps away.

But suddenly felt that the two men looked wrong.

The fox, who was naturally cunning and cunning, suddenly had a bad feeling.

He turned his head and looked at his lying nest, but he was surprised to find that there were blood stains on it. What's going on?

He vomited blood, but he didn't feel that way.

Yunqing let him speak slowly, word by word, "Nangong Li, where were you just now?"

Nangong Li couldn't even speak because he lost all his spiritual power. He looked at Yun qingrang with hatred and turned his head to refuse to answer.

Because he couldn't answer at all.

Xia Qingluo stepped forward and looked at the white fluffy blanket she put on the bed with her own hands. It was covered with blood.

She opened her mouth somewhat difficultly, "Nangong Li, did you spit blood just now?"

Nangong Li shook his head slowly.

"Whose is the blood on it?" Xia Qingluo's voice trembled without finding it. She didn't want Nangong Li to do it.

If Nangong Li did it, she didn't know how to face him.

She saved Nangong Li, but hurt the smiling little girl.

Thinking of Xia Qingluo here, her eyes tingled.

She looked very serious.

Nangong Li shook his head seriously.

Although he didn't know what Xia Qingluo was going to do or what she meant, he couldn't lie to her.

"Nangong Li, did you go out just now?"

Nangong Li closed his eyes and slowly opened them. In the narrow Fox's eyes, his red eyes were rolling around. He knew that there might be an accident in the star picking palace, but now he lost all his spiritual power and his divine consciousness. He didn't know what happened at all.

I had to turn my eyes to Xia Qingluo again and shake my head slowly.

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