Sweat death!

Mu Qingqian was quiet for a moment, calmed down his mood, and smiled with a squinted eyes, "I dare not. How dare I let Lord, get out. If you want to get out, I will get out."

Yun Yehuang nodded seriously, "Well, you're right."

Mu Qingqian wished he could kick him to death.

Why?

What kind of luck did she have? Why didn’t she choose any task, but instead chose the task set by the Lord?

She took out the gourd crystal bottle from her arms and took a look. The bottle was still empty.

Mu Qingqian's pretty face instantly became unfair.

"There are no stars!"

Not a single one?

Then her humble and compromise yesterday would be in vain?

"Honor, Lord!" Mu Qingqian squeezed out two words from his teeth, "Did I make you angry yesterday?"

"Do you think you made me angry yesterday?"

Mu Qingqian: ""

"No, I'll follow you in everything, how could I make you angry?"

"Is that true? This means, you think you did a good job yesterday?"

What does it mean not bad?

It's done well, okay?

She hates this person so much that she can resist the anger and not kill him. What isn’t this good thing?

But, I worked hard all night.

Finally waited for the stars to light up.

As a result, there is no star in the gourd bottle now!

"Since you think you're doing well, that's pretty good, I'm not angry."

"Not angry, why are there no stars in the gourd bottle?"

A burning heat came from the palm of the palm of the gourd bottle.

Mu Qingqian looked down and saw a stream of light surged from the crystal bottle, and then

A star appeared out of nowhere, like a firefly, floating in the bottle.

"A star!" Mu Qingqian's eyes lit up.

Hahaha.

Finally, it was not in vain.

A star is bright.

Mu Qingqian was so happy.

As long as she completes this task well, the second star and the third star may light up.

Half a month, fifteen stars, just around the corner!

Emperor Yun Ye looked at Mu Qingqian's happy look and laughed.

As soon as Mu Qingqian looked up, he saw the smile on the corner of Yun Yehuang's mouth, "Lord, you must be happy every day, so that I can get a star every day."

Yun Yehuang smiled slightly stiff.

Why did he feel a bit of a deal when he listened to this sentence?

She wanted him to be happy because she wanted to get the stars.

The first time I said this to him in person, I didn’t expect it to be transactional.

A hint of bitterness spread across Yun Yehuang's heart.

When he thought of her distrust of him, he waved away the boredom in his heart.

It is very difficult to make her believe him for the second time.

But he will still get closer to her step by step.

"Lord, I have something to do. I need to leave the hall first, you see."

"Go."

Mu Qingqian feels that today's Lord is particularly human.

She left with the bottle in her arms, still thinking in her heart that she hoped that the Lord would be so humane for the past half month.

After Mu Qingqian left, Yun Yehuang looked out the window.

Under the sky that others could not see, he saw a black cloud, slowly getting bigger and bigger

"Haha, it's so fast."

The twelve venerables came to the door.

He slowly raised his hand, trying to gather strength, and a faint purple light gathered in his palm.

Yun Yehuang's eyes darkened.

Forget it if you regress to Zi Ling, but it is still a purple spirit?
Chapter completed!