At this time, Qin Mu could not describe the shock in his heart. The Shi Ling named by the four sacred beasts all left with Chonghua, so how could Zhuque appear here again?

What's the fucking situation?

Qin Mu is not familiar with Zhuque, and he can see in his childhood memory. Zhuque was no different from Zhuque now. Both look like a loli, but Zhuque in front of him has a charm of every move. These two completely opposite temperaments are not at all contrary to Zhuque at the same time. On the contrary, it gives people the feeling that it should look like this.

"Oh? Qin Mu, it's been a long time since we saw each other." Zhuque looked at the fifteenth generation of Wu Zhu with a faint expression. Qin Mu was shocked. The feeling of looking at the sealed memory hit her heart, and she looked at Zhuque with disbelief.

Zhuque didn't even look at Qin Mu, and walked straight towards Bai Sanyan and helped him up. At this time, the wound caused by Bai Sanyan had recovered. Zhuque was stained with blood from his head that was hit by dumbbells, and said with some helplessness and complaining: "Why are you so careless and still so playful?"

The childhood memories came to my heart, and Qin Mu's eyes were a little astringent. Since Bai Sanyan's accident, most of Chonghua's attendants have retreated to Qin Mu. This is why Qin Mu never knew the reason. He only felt that compared with the past, they had no intimacy, but more of the kind of respect from the heart.

But no one knows that this child doesn't need this kind of respect. He needs someone to play with him and laugh with him like he did when he was a child, rather than being indifferent and respectful.

At this time, Zhuque took care of Bai Sanyan on the ground and turned a blind eye to Qin Mu. Qin Mu couldn't help but clench his fist. He really couldn't understand what kind of prejudice Zhuque, the third master in Chonghua's twelve great servant spirits, would have about himself, or what happened to Chonghua? Let Zhuque, a guy with the title of holy beast, actually help a person who was obviously polluted by demons.

"Why?" Qin Mu looked at Zhuque with disbelief.

Zhuque paused his hand slightly, turned around and looked at Qin Mu and said, "We have no malice. We just want to lend you and your cauldron." Qin Mu noticed that when Zhuque talked about the cauldron, he subconsciously looked at the Yin-Yang Cauldron not far from Qin Mu. Although her expression was serious, the occasional greed flashing in her eyes made Qin Mu really not understand.

How could a servant spirit with such a powerful holy beast become like this?

"What does it mean to borrow?" Qin Mu asked with a wry smile: "Zhuque, I know you have never liked me since I was a child, but no matter what I did wrong, please remember that I am Wu Zhu."

Qin Mu's words were quite warning, but in fact he was not wrong. He was obviously Wu Zhu's attendant spirit, but went to help an outsider without helping Wu Zhu here. Is that true?

Although Bai Sanyan was not an outsider before, and could even be said to be a relative, Bai Sanyan, who had been polluted by demons, was not the real Bai Sanyan at all.

Faced with Qin Mu's threat, the Zhuque's expression did not change at all, and it was still faint, and the words he said made people feel cold: "But you also need to know that I am Chonghua's Shi Ling, not yours."

Qin Mu was suffocated by this sentence, and the meaning of Zhuque was very obvious: You are not qualified to point fingers at me at all.

Qin Mu's expression was a little dim, and even seemed a little cold under the stimulation of Zhuque. He looked at Zhuque coldly: "Then are you planning to go against me like this?"

"It's not against you." Zhuque stood up and walked to Qin Mu. She was wearing a small red dress, exactly the same as in her memory, but there was a charm and thrilling gesture. When she looked at Qin Mu, her eyes were as clear as if there was no impurity, just like the purest lake water on a snow mountain.

"It's crushing." Zhuque said word by word, then looked at Qin Mu with a smile: "You can only choose to cooperate with us, or be killed by us, and then cooperate with us."

"You..." Qin Mu looked at Zhuque with disbelief in his eyes and looked at Zhuque with shock. He never expected that Zhuque, who had always been fair and kind, would say such things.

No, fair and kind? Suzaku is originally a fierce god in the twelve days.

"You are obviously Chonghua's attendant spirit, why do you help an outsider?" Qin Mu said in shock.

Sure enough, Zhuque's face looked a little ugly, and he looked at Qin Mu and said, "Who is an outsider? Don't forget, if nothing happened to Sansan, who should inherit Wu Zhu?"

Qin Mu's face turned pale when he was choked by Zhuque. He was about to refute, but Honglian's voice came from downstairs: "Little bitch, if you have a genius, don't play sneak attacks, your uncle!"

Zhuque smiled coldly and said to Bai Sanyan, who had recovered almost, "Take Qin Mu down, I know you have hatred, but at this time, isn't it time to kill him? Honglian? Humph, the ferocious beast is always a ferocious beast and cannot be put on the table."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean?" Looking at Zhuque's footsteps, Qin Mu couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? Master won't treat me like this!"

"Oh, by the way," Zhuque looked at Qin Mu with a charming face, smiling with a charming face: "It was Chonghua who said that Sansan was in trouble, so he asked me to come back. Qin Mu, dare to treat Sansan like this. I think you are tired of living. If Sansan hadn't intentionally made you, would you think the position of the 15th generation Wu Zhu would be passed to you?"

Qin Mu felt cold in his heart when he heard this, and at this moment he had no sense of resistance.

Bai Sanyan tore off a piece of the sheet on Qin Mu's bed, pulled it into several pieces, and tied Qin Mu tightly. Although Qin Mu had not suffered any damage under the protection of the Yin-Yang Cauldron, his body was sore and weak. In addition, Zhuque was staring at him. This female devil, who was ranked third among the Chonghua's attendant spirits, had never seen the other party take action, but listening to the angry cursing voice of Honglian downstairs, it seemed that Honglian downstairs had fallen.

Qin Mu guessed it well. When Qin Mu was tied downstairs by Zhuque and Bai Sanyan, the originally warm living room was already in a mess, with several sofas and coffee tables being pushed aside, piled up like a hill.

What's even more exaggerated is that in the living room, Honglian Xiaosheng Xiaobai and other Guliang were tied together back to back, while a few male compatriots were like stacked arrogances, throwing them aside casually, one stacked one by one, looking very funny.

In the corner of the living room, there is a large sofa that Qin Mu likes to use when playing games most. There is a particularly fat man sitting on the sofa. The man reads the newspaper from beginning to end, and even when Qin Mu was thrown to the ground casually, he didn't look up.

"I have brought the person, what do you plan to do next?" Zhuque glanced at the fat man on the sofa and asked casually.
Chapter completed!