Chapter 1362: Contaminated (37)

Chapter 1362 Contaminated (37)

"...But, Si Si, didn't you know when those two demons came to steal the divine power?"

Xiao Taosheng asked curiously.

"It stands to reason that you should be able to detect them immediately, don't you know about this?"

Yun Si patted her little head.

"Of course I know, I observed it for a few days before, and I wanted to do it."

"They didn't dare to get close to Jiu Ge, for fear of disturbing their souls, so they came to me, and they also brought artifacts with them."

"Speaking of which, I'm quite curious about that thing. Judging by their appearance, there should be a way to exchange divine power for magical power."

"It's just that later, when I wanted to do something, they suddenly disappeared and never appeared again."

She originally thought that they were afraid and didn't dare to show up again.

Now that Taosheng said this... So they are dead.

And still died of power backlash.

Yun Si thoughtfully.

Taosheng let out an oh, understood.

"That's right, how dare they steal the young master's divine power in person?"

"Young Master's divine power has been inherited from the Creator God, and the power is so powerful that no one can bear it."

"You said they didn't think about whether they could bear it before they came up with this idea."

"It's fine now, I can't bear it, I died, and I made a fuss about this matter."

"Si Si, you have to be careful next time. There are many people who covet the identity and status of the son. You have to be careful of the people around you."

"." Yun Si raised her eyebrows, "You really should be careful."

"After all, they are afraid of Jiu Ge, but not me."

If he really came to find her, he would probably only come to provoke her.

In the evening, Dark Elf sent a letter.

Qiankunzong sent a letter with sincere words, and wanted Fusang Palace to return Yin Ci.

Before several sects came to Fusang Palace, without exception, they were all defeated by the four guardians of Fusang Palace.

Now everyone dare not come rashly, the old head of Qiankun Sect is also helpless, and sent a letter again.

The Lord Palace Mistress opened the letter and glanced at it casually.

Then at night, when changing medicine for Yin Ci, he gave the letter to him.

The desolate beauty paused when her eyes fell on the letter in her hand.

The beautiful and long phoenix eyes looked at her indifferently, as if not understanding what she meant.

The Palace Mistress sat across from him, put down the letter, poured a cup of tea, and said, "This is a letter written by your head, I hope I can let you go."

"I thought about it carefully. If I wrote back that you were recovering from your injuries and would come back after a while, your head probably wouldn't believe it."

"So, why don't you just reply to the letter."

"It's better for you to write one with your own handwriting than I have written hundreds of letters, isn't it?"

She drank tea, moistened her throat, her eyes were clear and natural.

The deserted beauty on the opposite side glanced at the torn envelope and said nothing.

Instead, she looked at her quietly, her phoenix eyes were deep, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The Mistress of the Palace waited for a while, then put down the teacup.

"It's getting late, if you want to reply, please reply tomorrow."

"Since you are injured, go to bed early, I won't bother you, I will sleep in a side room today."

She stood up and gave him a slight blessing.

Walking out of the door, her tensed shoulders relaxed, and she let out a breath.

The ice beauty in there, when he was alone with him, looked over with a faint look, and always felt that his back was cold, and he could be frozen to death.

(end of this chapter)

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