Chapter 186 The Devil's Playful Attendant ([-])
Anyang rested in the palace for three full days before the cold receded a little.

For the children who came from the Liu family, a family of cultivators, this speed of recovery can only be described as terrible.

However, the head of the Liu family loves Liu Xinyue's mother only, and ignores Yingying Yanyan, who sent her to her door, and spoils the only child lawlessly.

Fortunately, the cultivating family has always paid attention to blood, and most of the relatives and children of the Liu family are from famous schools.This authentic lady is unimpeded, as long as it is not too much, most people choose to turn a blind eye.

[Anyang: So, if you don’t take advantage of such good conditions, you have to hang yourself on a tree in Ji Yanshu. 】

Taking advantage of the recuperating time to familiarize himself with the plot, Anyang sighed helplessly, 【Love really makes people blind. 】

[System: What to do, what to do, Ji Yanshu hasn't appeared for three days...]

[Anyang: Tong'er, do you know what you look like now? 】

【system:? ? ? 】

[Anyang: A boudoir who waits for charity from others. 】

[System: ...] Suddenly I don't want to talk anymore.

The system's worries were interrupted by the sudden appearance of guards that night.

"The leader has an order, please go over, miss."

He didn't have too many words, and he didn't say any reason. Seeing and not seeing are all in Ji Yanshu's sentence.

Glancing at the all-white clothes in the closet, Anyang frowned and picked one at random, and followed the guards to the most respected temple of the Demon Cult—the Scarlet Flame Hall.

The black and gold nine-turn corridor is occasionally inlaid with garnets, like blood spilled on it, revealing a palpitating blood red.

The entire Devil's Cult gives people the feeling of oppressive darkness and treachery, only the palace where Anyang lives - Luoyun Pavilion, is unique and the only bright color here.

After arriving at the door, the guards around all retreated tacitly.

There was a heavy "squeak" sound from the simple and old door, which was pushed open by Anyang with great effort, revealing the gloomy space inside.

Lifting her feet and stepping into the palace where she couldn't see her fingers, a gust of cool wind swept over her ankles, and the open door was closed again in an instant.

"Looks like your legs are fine."

The deep voice echoed from a distance, and one could feel the hidden anger in it without listening carefully.

Anyang didn't answer, tensed his body and hung his arms back, and walked to the depths step by step with an elegant posture.

"pat, pat..."

As she walked, the double floor lamps on both sides began to light up clusters of red flames strangely.

The light of the fire covered in the glass cover refracted a faint light, and sprinkled on her clean clothes, as if attaching the whiteness to the world's fireworks.

Walking to the place where she usually stopped, she slowly raised her head, her black pearl-like eyes met a pair of deep red pupils.

Ji Yanshu sat lazily on the throne on the high platform, rubbed his index finger against his sculpted cheeks, his reclining body let the dark golden fire pattern robe flow down, covering Chiguo's ankles.The half-open neckline on the chest reveals the healthy bronze skin inside.

Slightly pursing her thin lips, with a slightly coercive gaze, she admired Anyang who was standing below without any haste, inch by inch.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Yanshu let out a sigh of relief, "Come up."

Facing Ji Yanshu, Liu Xinyue always had a resigned expression.

Walking slowly to the front of the throne, Ji Yanshu carelessly brushed his fingers on the tassels around her waist, his lowered eyes were filled with imperceptible contempt, "I have something important to go out recently, obediently wait for me when I come back."

(End of this chapter)

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