What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

A sinister sneer that only belonged to the Demon Emperor appeared on the girl's delicate face, and the smile that seemed to completely grasp Chen Anning was reflected in his eyes and could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Stay with me for a while."

"Tranquility~"

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In the bedroom of the City Lord's Mansion a few days ago.

Not long after Xiao Nianqing left.

Qin Qianrou: "Speaking of which, can you really conceive like this?"

Qu Yunxiao: "To be honest, the probability is very small, about the same as the probability of you giving birth to quintuplets."

Qin Qianrou: "Then how do you make it sound like the matter is settled?"

Qu Yunxiao spread his hands: "Actually, that's what I said. My purpose is not to let them conceive. If they conceive, it will be a lot of fun."

Qin Qianrou: "...Then what was your original purpose?"

Qu Yunxiao's face showed an evil smile no different from Moxiu's

"I just want Dr. Chen to suffer a little more—who made him punch me so many times in the face?"

"The young version of Emperor Zun this time is so lethal, it's definitely enough for that Doctor Chen to drink a pot."

"I just don't know if he will be able to get out of bed in a few days, ha ha."

Qin Qianrou: "..."

woman heart.

Unfathomable.

466. Looking for the Heir of Ghost Valley

The Chen family's mansion has inexplicably become a restricted area in recent days.

I don't know that Lord Emperor Zun has too many demons to spend, so he freed up this barrier.

Or maybe they have to do something shady inside.

Mu Xuehai thinks it might be the latter.

Because when he passed by the gate of Chen's mansion in the past few days, he would occasionally hear someone knocking on the door.

Urgent and somewhat anxious, as if impatient to escape—the knock on the door often fell silent after only a few rings.

What happened inside, Mu Xuehai didn't dare to ask.

He didn't even dare to do the math, for fear that he would figure out something he shouldn't know.

After all, the person living there is a big devil.

"Ugh."

The streets of Hundred Flowers City looked extremely lonely due to the winter.

A bit of cold wind blew through his clothes, and Mu Xuehai continued to walk around aimlessly.

It has been almost half a year since he came to Hundred Flowers City.

To this day, he has never found the person he was looking for.

The next owner of Ghost Valley, identified by Yan Tianjue, is in this Hundred Flowers City.

In fact, many fellow disciples and even elders in Guigu persuaded Mu Xuehai—the position of the owner of Guigu should be taken by Mu Xuehai.

He is the only direct disciple of Liu Yourong, the owner of Guigu Valley in the previous generation.

The ancestor of the valley owner left the sect in the middle of the night, and has not been seen until now, leaving only a strange prophecy.

Liu Yourong's reputation has already fallen to the bottom in the Ghost Valley itself, and everyone is more willing to support Mu Xuehai to ascend to the position of Valley Master than to listen to the previous Valley Master who defected from Ghost Valley and go to Baihua City to find some so-called predestined person.

But Mu Xuehai didn't recognize it.

He neither thought that his master Liu Yourong had defected, nor did he think that he had the ability to sit on the position of Valley Master.

He's just an ordinary fortune teller.

That's it.

"It always feels like I haven't done much business during this time."

Mu Xuehai heaved a long sigh.

He felt that he should be more active.

Recalling in his mind the time he stayed in Hundred Flowers City for half a year, he reflected on whether he had been slack.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Xuehai came to a conclusion.

It's not that he is slack, but that Chen Anning and his group are too scary.

In three days and five heads, he pulled himself to recharge, and the same is true for this Qianhuahai operation.

Mu Xuehai is just a matchmaker, and should not have been involved.

Although there is nothing to lose in the end.

In addition, the residents of Hundred Flowers City are all too enthusiastic.

If you have nothing to do, come to him for fortune-telling, divination about the sky, whether it will rain tomorrow, whether it will be sunny the day after tomorrow, and whether it is suitable to go to the suburbs to pick some fruits.

There are also groups of fortune tellers, most of whom are girls—including some big shots.

"Perhaps, I should take the initiative."

There was a bright light in Mu Xuehai's eyes.

In the deserted street, he was inexplicably ignited.

Sitting still is not a good thing.

Since there are destined people in this Hundred Flowers City, why don't I take the initiative to come to the door and look for them one by one?

He should have done it long ago.

It's just that he was entangled in trivial matters, and Mu Xuehai's mind was so irritated that he couldn't turn his mind.

Fortunately, the number of people who come to fortune-telling in Baihua City is much less nowadays.

Everyone knows that the weather is bad during this period, and it is surprisingly cold outside, so naturally they don't want to go out frequently to find Mu Xuehai for fortune-telling.

The time called free time surrounds Mu Xuehai, and he finally enjoys the feeling of freedom.

then.

After passing the Chen family's mansion blocked by the evil barrier, and hearing someone's knock on the door again——

Mu Xuehai's eyes fell on that luxurious and even glamorous mansion.

The gate house where Yu Yanyan lives.

"Let's start here."

Mu Xuehai knocked on the door.

……

……

To his surprise, it was an old man who came out to greet him.

The aura of the old man was very gloomy, and he didn't even look like a living person.

The pale paper-like skin was full of wrinkles, the old man lowered his eyes, standing in front of the door like a puppet.

"Please come with me."

After leaving such dry words, he turned and left on his own.

Mu Xuehai was a little taken aback.

He couldn't remember who the old man was.

And looking at the appearance of this old man, he doesn't seem like a living person, but more like a puppet.

Mu Xuehai hesitated for a moment, then followed closely.

not for a moment.

He was taken to the house in the deepest part of the gate mansion.

This house alone is twice as big as the entire Chen family mansion.

The old man pushed open the door and made a "please" gesture.

Mu Xuehai nodded slightly, stepped into it cautiously, and after entering the room, he glanced back at the old man behind him.

The pale old man did not enter together, but closed the door silently, but his figure stood outside the door and waited.

"It's really weird."

Mu Xuehai was a little apprehensive.

But he didn't think that Yu Yanyan might harm him, after all, he had helped with so much work.

With such thoughts in mind, he looked at the unpretentious room in front of him and walked towards the depths.

In the end, what he saw was the rather spectacular library.

It is not only a hall, but also a library, and even a dining table.

For Yu Yanyan, there is no difference.

Therefore, when Mu Xuehai came to the hall and saw the astonishing collection of books, he also saw Yu Yanyan himself.

only--

But sitting in front of Yu Yanyan was a man with naked upper body.

And Yu Yanyan's plain hands kept stroking the man's generous back back and forth.

The man also gasped heavily.