My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu said with a wry smile.

Sensing the strange eyes of Hades around her, Bai Xianyu blushed.

But when he heard the man's shameless words, Liu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, when did my husband become so humble, there are still women in this world that you can't handle?"

Chen Mu smiled awkwardly, not daring to continue entangled on this topic, and said doubtfully:

"It's very strange. What's the purpose of the murderer behind the scenes? Is it for the jade pendant? Or is he deliberately trying to kill the prince Luo Wenhai? But no matter what the purpose is, it's not quite logical."

Bai Xianyu said: "How about Feng Cheng search!"

Chen Mu waved his hand: "With the murderer's cunning, he doesn't care about these things. You must find enough motives to kill."

"Do you want to do an autopsy?" Bai Xianyu suggested.

The man breathed out lightly, and was about to nod his head when he suddenly remembered something, with a confused expression on his face: "By the way, where did the gourd seven demons go? Why have they disappeared completely in the past two days?"

Chapter 698 Big Secret?

Ever since they came to the capital, the Gourd Seven Demons had said they were going to find Princess Bai Xueer, but there was still no news.

I don't know where the seven brothers went.

It would be troublesome if he was caught by people from Xichang or Zhenmeng.

"How about I ask the people from Suzaku Hall to investigate?"

Bai Xianyu said softly.

Chen Mu pondered for a moment, looked at the Prison of Life and Death and said suddenly: "I won't look for it yet, just now that I've come to this place, I want to see the grandfather of the Gourd Seven Demons again. As for the autopsy, I'll wait a while before going."

"it is good."

Bai Xianyu nodded, and personally took Chen Mu to the prison where the old man was held.

When passing through the corridor of the prison of life and death, the prison rooms on both sides were the same as when they came last time, and all the female Hades had hung curtains in advance.

The smell of blood in the air was also deliberately dispelled with vanilla.

Chen Mu knew that this was because the lady was afraid that he would see some bloody and uncomfortable scenes, so she deliberately covered it up.

"Actually, there's really no need to do this. I'm not a child."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

The tenderness in Bai Xianyu's eyes was like water, and her voice was like the sound of nature: "Every woman wants to show her best side in front of the man she loves. The husband doesn't care, but the concubine does."

She slowly held Chen Mu's hand, biting her lower lip with her white teeth.

"I used to be an executioner and devil in the eyes of others, but I hope to be a virtuous and gentle wife in my husband's heart."

Hearing the woman's tenderness in every possible way, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel moved.

Ever since the two confirmed their relationship, Bai Xianyu has been trying her best to play the role of a wife. Even when she sees men flirting around, she silently swallows the bitterness in her heart, and occasionally complains.

The more you like someone, the more you will feel inferior gradually, trying to create a perfect image.

And that's why she couldn't let go on the bed.

For fear of being underestimated by her husband.

Chen Mu hugged the woman's soft and jade-like waist, without saying anything, and continued to go deeper into the prison.

With the opening of the heavy pitch-black iron door, a strong and familiar smell of blood rushed in, and the talismans on both sides of the corridor lit up automatically.

I remember the last time I came here, Chen Mu felt that this place was very depressing.

Although he met the old man, he seemed to be caught in the illusion created by the other party, and he didn't ask too many clues.

"You wait outside first, I'll go to see him alone."

"But……"

"It's okay, last time I saw him alone he was fine."

Chen Mu patted the woman on the back, gave a comforting look, and strode into the iron gate.

When they came to the familiar hut, Chen Mu pushed the door open and entered.

In the hut, the old man was still standing in front of the desk copying the copybook like last time, with an indifferent expression towards Chen Mu's visit.

"Do I need to take off my shoes?"

Looking at the spotless ground, Chen Mu took the initiative to ask.

"Need." The old man replied.

But Chen Mu didn't seem to hear it and walked in directly with his shoes on, and the ground immediately reflected dusty footprints.

"Speaking of which, I don't even know what to call you."

Chen Mu took out a handkerchief and wiped the stool, sat on it carelessly, raised his legs, and stared at the old man with a smile.

Looking at the footprints on the ground, the old man frowned.

He picked up the neatly stacked rags and wiped off the shoe prints one by one. Then he stretched his brows and replied, "No name."

"Hello Senior Unnamed, Shitian, the next emperor, is also called Xu Fu."

Chen Mu cupped his hands and smiled.

Seeing that the other party couldn't pick up the stalk, Chen Mu said bluntly:

"Going to Destiny Valley this time has gained a lot, and your seven grandchildren have really helped me a lot. Although everyone else's IQ is imminent except for Hulu's second child, they are good at running errands. In the future, why don't you just be my younger brother?" Well, control food, housing and prostitution."

"You're not making them work."

The nameless old man spoke slowly.

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows: "What effect?"

Seeing that the old man started playing charades again, Chen Mu curled his lips.

If he hadn't been concerned about the other party's mysterious and unpredictable cultivation, he really wanted to give this old guy a good beating, and he knew how to play tricks all day long.

Chen Mu said lightly: "I came here today to ask some questions. There was a riot in Fenghua City. These are all within your expectations, otherwise I wouldn't have deliberately asked me to find an antidote."

The old man did not deny it, dipped the ink next to his hand, picked up a pen and wrote: "How many people were saved?"