My wife is not a demon

Start butchering and roasting.

Yun Zhiyue leaned on the soft cushion, kicked Chen Mu's knee with the deerskin boots wrapped around jade feet, squinted her eyes and asked:

"The snake demon is really in Wushan?"

She highly recognized Chen Mu's ability.

Trust your partner's intuition more.

Since this guy guessed that the snake demon was in Wushan, there would definitely be something to gain.

Chen Mu glanced at Su Qiaoer's graceful back outside the cabin, and said with a smile: "I guessed randomly, maybe there is, maybe not."

"I believe you."

Yun Zhiyue's eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Chen Mu looked at the dark circles under her eyes that didn't fade away, and said speechlessly, "You are also a practitioner, why do you still have dark circles when you stay up late?"

"Hehe, copying talisman seals is not an easy job."

Yun Zhiyue took out a yellow talisman, pointed to the weird pattern on it and said, "For example, if the Taixuan Trinity talisman pattern is even slightly different, all previous efforts will be wasted, and even my skills will be backfired. Don't talk about sleeping, I don't even have eyes. Dare to blink."

"If you don't blink for such a long time, won't your eyes be dry?"

Chen Mu asked curiously.

Yun Zhiyue rolled her eyes, and sneered: "So what if you do it? So what if you don't? Can you moisten it for me?"

"I'm good at this job." Chen Mu immediately recommended himself.

Yun Zhiyue didn't bother to argue with the other party anymore.

Curling up a pair of slender legs, folded his hands under the side of his face: "I'll rest for a while, call me when you arrive."

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

Let down those two rows of thick and slightly curly eyelashes.

Chen Mu looked at the side of the woman's face.

Although this woman looks very ordinary, after a long time, I found that she is quite attractive, like a treasure that needs to be continuously excavated.

"Who is the most beautiful woman in your Yin Yang sect?"

Chen Mu ignited the heart of gossip.

But the woman didn't respond, her breathing was even and long, and she seemed to have fallen asleep.

Sleeps so fast.

Chen Mu was speechless.

After a while, the woman suddenly said, "Why are you asking this?"

Looking at the woman resting with her eyes closed, Chen Mu shrugged: "It's just curiosity, I want to know if there is anyone more beautiful than you."

"Hmph, glib."

A sarcasm crossed Yun Zhiyue's lips, "The most beautiful is of course Shao Si Ming, who is pure and cold, extremely talented, has countless admirers, and is held in the hands of all senior brothers, even Lord Tianjun Very pampering."

"Why do I smell a sour smell, have you smelled it?"

Chen Mu sniffed his nose hard, and looked at the woman pretending to be puzzled.

Yun Zhiyue opened her eyes, and kicked out with her slender legs, turning the person Chen Mu kicked on his back.

Unhappily said: "I'm not that cheap, I'm already likable, so I have nothing to be jealous of."

"What about Commander-in-Chief? I heard from Senior Zhuge that she is also extremely talented."

Chen Mu sat up and asked.

Yun Zhiyue closed her eyes again, her voice became a little more lazy: "It's so-so."

"so so?"

"Yes, everything is normal."

Seeing that the woman was not interested, she didn't want to talk more, so Chen Mu didn't bother her to rest.

Looking down at the continuously rotating tea leaves in the teacup, I suddenly remembered a poem in the Songs of Chu, bowed my head and whispered:

"Open the gate of heaven wide open, let me take advantage of the mysterious clouds. Make the wind move forward, let the freezing rain sprinkle the dust."

Yun Zhiyue suddenly opened her eyes.

The moon-like eyes seemed to penetrate the man in front of him.

"Your Majesty is Xiang Xiang below, and the Sang of the sky is Cong Daughter. Fen Zong is in Kyushu, He Shou Yao is here..."

Chen Mu couldn't remember the following sentence, and shook his head regretfully, but saw the woman staring at him blankly with a strange expression.

Chen Mu said: "It was made by a Taoist priest named 'Wu Ming'."

"Is there a name for the poem you're reciting?"

Yun Zhiyue straightened up, with a few strands of hair hanging down her temples, she asked softly.

Chen Mu nodded: "Master Commander."

"Master Commander..."

Yun Zhiyue stared sideways at the hazy mountain range outside the cabin window, with a dazed expression, and only sighed after a long time: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

Sensing that the other party's mood suddenly became very depressed, Chen Mu asked suspiciously.

Yun Zhiyue didn't rest anymore, she sat up and stared at him with a smile: "Is there any more? Does the unknown Taoist have any other poems?"

"Gone."

"Don't, there must be more, or I'll exchange these talismans with you."

Yun Zhiyue took out a stack of talisman seals from her bosom and handed it to him.

However, Chen Mu's eyes fell on a ring on her right index finger: "How about...exchange this?"