Seeing these, Qiqi had already guessed what Wuming wanted to do.

That day she had said in front of him that she wanted to take her father away from the palace so that he would no longer be persecuted by Meng Shiyue, but she was unable to do this at all.

That idiot actually wanted to help her fulfill her wish. Did he know how much Meng Shiyue cares about Mengjun? The outside of Zui Meng Palace is heavily guarded, and there are great inner shadow guards with great martial arts everywhere. He can come and go alone, but if he wants to bring her father, it will definitely be difficult.

How could this fool be so stupid? I don’t know how to discuss this with them first!

She muttered in her heart, and as she walked, she had already walked outside Chu Xuanchi's bedroom.

I looked up at the closed door. Even though I hadn't considered it, my hand had reached out and planned to knock on the door.

Since he has already come here, it is better to say hello to him directly, so that he will not be reluctant to explain to her if he takes himself as an example in the future and does anything.

Unexpectedly, before she had time to knock on the door, the door was already opened by a force of palm. Qiqi was slightly stunned and immediately raised her legs and stepped in.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a man wearing a black night clothes walking towards her. The close-fitting clothes outlined his tall and perfect figure at a glance.

The firm and slender legs are always so eye-catching and charming. When you wear robes, you can vaguely feel the sexy feeling. Now that night's clothes are changed, it is so dazzling that people can't take a look and can't take their eyes away.

He also looked thin but had a very material waist when he picked it up, and there was no fat on his lower abdomen. Even if he was wearing clothes, she seemed to be able to see his body clearly through the clothes.

Except for the countless scars on his head, the rest of the body is amazingly perfect. Even those scars that can be regarded as flaws appear on him in a different style and a different beauty.

There is also his muscular chest, broad shoulders, and thick arms... When he was held in his arms with both arms, she would feel that she was the happiest woman in the world.

That powerful force can always make her feel at ease, making her feel that as long as he is there, even if the sky falls, he can resist her.

When this beautiful body that made the woman completely intoxicated came to her, Qiqi suddenly took a breath and suddenly came to her senses.

She took two steps back and stared at his delicate and perfect face, her mouth wide open, but she couldn't say a word.

"Can you leave?" Chu Xuanchi looked down at her, and was immediately happy for the illusion she looked at when she was just looking at him: "Are you going to leave, or continue to look at the handsome man?"

"Of course... of course look." It's better to strip naked, stand there, let her see, and let her preserve his beauty from all angles and in various ways.

If I had known it, I would have brought a camera back and took a photo of him with a pure and fruitful artistic photo. Even if I get old, I can still take it out from time to time to make myself drool.

Why is she so stupid? Why did she forget even such an important thing?

He knocked himself hard, and his head hurts, and his little face immediately collapsed: "No...no...no...no! Let's go, hurry up!"

Oh my God, what were she thinking just now? Now she is in a hurry to go to the palace to stop another idiot from doing something irreversible. How could she just watch the handsome man?

However, how did he know that she was going out? He even changed into clothes that were suitable for walking at night in advance?

Before she could think it through, Chu Xuanchi's intoxicating voice came from behind: "You're going out like this?"

Qiqi was stunned and looked back at him. Seeing him looking at her body, she turned red and immediately shrank, muttered her little mouth, and complained, "Are you going to leave? What are you...what do you think I'm doing?"

They still have very important things to do. Don't seduce her with this kind of look. Her resistance has never been very good in front of him, and she will easily fall.

Chu Xuanchi coughed, and he really never thought about what to do to her. This girl always likes to think about random things.

He walked towards her, and Qiqi's face couldn't help but flushed even more.

As his strong male aura gradually approached her, her heartbeat also accelerated to the point where she could hardly bear it.

She said that there is something important now and she has to go out. She doesn’t have time to play this kind of love game with him!

But...but, his aura that made him intoxicated was too domineering. As soon as he approached, she felt as if her body was soft and she was completely drunk.

When he came to him, she was completely shrouded in his intoxicating breath. She struggled hard and completely defeated. She just hugged her for a while. God knows how long it has been since she hugged him well?

Just hug it, just hug it! After hug it, she will leave immediately! It won’t take a quarter of an hour!

Before she could get over it, she couldn't help but sigh and reached out to hug him.

However, what Qiqi couldn't believe was that when she reached out, she realized that this stunning man was not trying to come to her or do something shameful with her, but wanted to go out.

She was standing by the door, and he was about to go out, so he had to pass by her.

As for her hands... she had already reached out and was now sitting in the air blankly, making an action that she wanted to hug someone, but couldn't hold anything.

Chu Xuanchi didn't even look back because he was trying hard to hold back his smile, and his voice changed to hoarse and magnetic: "Aren't you used to changing into a seven-color gauze dress before going out to jump? Why are you still standing there? If you don't leave, that guy will really be unable to help but take action."

Qiqi came to his senses in a daze. As soon as he came to his senses, his face suddenly became entangled because of embarrassment.

He quickly raised his hand, closed the two doors, and also locked the figure outside the door.

With the turbulent heartbeat, she quickly walked to a corner, took out the seven-color gauze dress from the Heaven and Earth Bracelet, and put it on her body in anger.

As for why she was angry, she didn't even know. As soon as she thought of her hand reaching out to hug him, she walked directly past her. In that scene, she was so angry that she wanted to kill herself!

That's right, the one she wants to kill is herself!

Why was she so frustrated? She actually let herself die of drunkenness under his beauty, and even forgot who she is and where she is.

However, after she calmed down, she couldn't help but become suspicious again.

How did this guy know what she was doing? Is he really so precautions like this, or is he just staring at his every move?

This is so hateful. He always makes him act very wise and smart, making her look stupid in front of him.

Is Murong Qiqi really that stupid? How could she be stupid?

Wuming is indeed in the palace now, but, as Chu Xuanchi expected, he would not plan to take action until the time came.

So, that night, he sat quietly under a tree not far from Zui Meng Hall, quietly looking at the surrounding scenery, and feeding the poor mosquitoes that had probably not been full for a long time.

He could not take a photo, for fear of making a sound to attract the attention of these people around him. He had carefully observed this place for two nights, and there were masters around him, which showed that Meng Shiyue cared about the despair of returning to the world.

No wonder that girl always says that being free is not as good as being alone. If the person who pampers you is not the one you are looking forward to, what if the other person puts the whole world in front of him?

Fame, wealth, wealth, glory, but once the clouds pass, they will disappear.

The cold eyes swept toward the two bastards who were drinking happily on the back of their hands. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't care about his gaze at all. The nameless hero suppressed his anger and finally couldn't help but raise his fingers, and in just a blink of an eye, he tore the two enemies into pieces.

I have never seen such a ungrateful idiot who is so ungrateful. I don’t know how to cherish it when I give it a chance to escape.

He hummed, looked up again, and finally arrived at the moment when the secret guards took turns.

Just as I was about to raise my legs and take it forward, I was not taking the first step yet, and suddenly I saw a dark shadow sweeping towards the direction of the main hall of Zui Meng Palace.

He sat high and looked far away. He was wearing night clothes, so he was not here to visit and chat.

Tonight, Meng Shiyue left the palace and went to the back mountain. Unexpectedly, everyone from other roads came.

If the one living inside was not Qiqi's father, he naturally didn't care, but when he saw the man in black breaking in, his heart was so nervous that he twisted.

If the four seas were injured, the girl would definitely be so sad that she wanted to shed tears.

His index finger moved slightly, and while a gust of wind blew, he stepped forward with his long legs and quickly rushed to Zui Meng Hall under the cover of the bright moon entering the clouds.

The night was dark, and in a bedroom in the main hall of Zui Meng Hall, the night pearls on the walls were already shining with light that was enough to illuminate this area.

A slender figure stood behind the desk, and he was always a low-key and dark robe. The black hair was completely tied behind his head, leaving his beautiful face completely exposed to the pearlescent light.

His delicate facial features have never been stained with any trace as the passage of time. Twenty years have passed, and it has become like a joke on him. Time has never had any meaning.

Tonight, he rolled up his long sleeves, leaned forward slightly, holding his five fingers and painting, but the lines of the pen were thick and random, and for a while, it was impossible to see what he was painting.

There was a man in black in the room. The man who was painting seemed to have not noticed it at all, or he had noticed it, but he didn't care at all.

He was still writing, and every stroke was so attentive and sincere. He clearly didn't know what he was painting, but it was as if he had put all his thoughts and energy into the scroll.

The man in black walked towards him, and his face could still be seen as pale as he was still under the pearly light.
Chapter completed!