Wuliang Mountain.

Mingshu was lying in his chair watching the news, which was all about the news on the train these days.

There are also many articles about her.

If it weren't for the pictures, Mingju would have suspected that they were talking about the reincarnation of a Mary who saved the suffering.

I'm really just cleaning up the mess for the leprechauns.

Don't want to bother with those nosy things at all?!

I'll be embarrassed if you boast so much.

Mingshu was paralyzed in her chair for a day, and the imp brought her food twice, and only remembered her leprechaun in the evening.

Mingshu shook back to his room.

Du Qin lay in the coffin, restrained the coldness, and Du Qin looked like a sleeping beauty at this time.

Since he came back, he has been asleep.

Mingshu lay on the edge of the coffin, looked at him quietly for a while, sighed, and turned to leave.

Her wrist suddenly cooled, and she was grabbed.

Mingshu turned back.

Inky pupils stared at her quietly.

"Awake?" Mingshu went back, "I was going to take you to bury you, but you woke up, it's a pity." ”

The object is used to scare.

The hand holding her wrist suddenly loosened, Du Qin's eyes drooped, pulled the edge of the coffin lid, and closed it suddenly.

Mingshu raised his hand and stared at the coffin lid, there is a sliding coffin is amazing!

After a while, she laughed to herself and knocked on the top, "Eh, little zombie, are you really planning to let me bury you?" ”

There was no movement in the coffin.

"I'm talking to you."

"If you don't speak, I'll drag it out and bury it."

Du Qin felt that the coffin was really moving again, and he pushed open the lid of the coffin expressionlessly, and sat up with his body propped up.

"Where is it buried?"

Full of murderous aura.

Mingshu leaned against the coffin, with an intoxicating smile in his eyes, "How is my heart?" ”

Duchin's eyelashes trembled slightly, his facial expression did not change at all, but his mind was a little blank.

Her tone was no different from before, and Du Qin couldn't tell the difference, she just said it casually, or something else.

The murderous aura in his body gradually subsided.

He sat a little dazed, as if he didn't know how to react.

After a while, the man's thin lips opened lightly, "Hug." ”

Mingshu tapped the lid of the coffin with his fingertips and said in disgust, "I don't want to sleep with you like this." ”

Du Qin barely thought about it, turned over and came out, "Hug." ”

Mingshu opened his hand.

Duchin walked over and hugged her, his chin resting in her shoulder socket, the tip of his nose touching the delicate skin of her neck.

Warm feeling.

It's how she feels.

A more familiar feeling......

Du Qin was at a loss in his heart, why did he feel this way?

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Du Qin has been raising it for nearly half a month, and it looks almost the same as before.

The imps are still afraid of him, and as long as he appears, they will not appear.

"Sister...... We found sneaky people down the hill. "The imps have come to report to Mingju.

"yes, I see."

A few days after her last return, she had noticed someone sneaking around at the foot of the Infinite Mountain.

It is estimated that the Daomen sent someone to spy on her.

After all, Duqin and Duqin's sword are all with her.

They can't beat themselves, and they can't let it go, so they can only monitor it first.

As long as they don't go up the mountain, Mingshu doesn't bother to care about them.

The day after the imp reported that someone was sneaking around, Mingshu received a very formal invitation.

An invitation to the Daomen.

If the other party doesn't do it, Mingshu is not easy to get into trouble directly.

After all, wasting snacks is a sinful thing.

So Mingshu took Duqin to the banquet.

She didn't want to take him with her at first, it was too cumbersome.

But this guy can't do it without it.

So in the end, it was the two of them who went to the banquet.

The place where the feast was held was a manor on a hill.

It's not big, it's not luxurious, but it's very meaningful.

It is full of spiritual energy, and it is a good place for self-cultivation.

I heard that a local tyrant sponsored the Daomen.

When Mingshu entered, he found that it was not only the people of the Daomen, but also the monks...... This is the whole Genmon.

"She's Xunyi?"

"It's ...... her"

"Daomen scum ......"

"Scum......

Du Qin's gaze swept over these people, without any warmth, and the people who were talking about it were silent, looking at Du Qin vigilantly.

That's why they're gathered here today.

This man ......

Holding a doll?

What is this new look?

It's a little different from what they imagined!

"Xun Yi." Xiu Lun came out with two Taoist priests, his eyes swept over the Qin, and he bowed slightly, "Please inside." ”

Xiulun led the way, and the further inside, the more people appeared.

In addition to the Taoist priests and monks who can be seen at a glance, there are also many people in suits and leather shoes, or ordinary clothes.

The people in the Xuanmen are not necessarily all Taoist priests.

It's just that the Daomen is more famous.

These people have never seen much of the original owners, but this time they are all gathered here.

The leprechauns are powerful enough.

"Please." Shulun took Mingshu to a room, pushed the door open, and invited her in.

Mingshu went in calmly, Du Qin held the doll, and followed step by step, not at all like a big man who alarmed the entire Xuanmen.

When the rest of the room saw Du Qin, it was the same thought.

This...... Is there something wrong?

What the hell is that doll!

Even if Du Qin holds it with the momentum of holding a sword, it can't change the fact that it is just a doll!

Mingshu glanced at the people in the room.

There was a long table in the room, with people sitting on either side.

Yuxuan Zhenren is also there, and they are all important bosses in the Xuanmen.

Mingshu smiled, "I'm still a little scared of such a big show." ”

Everyone: "......"

I don't know where you're afraid.

No one answered, Mingshu just smiled, not embarrassed, first pulled out a chair for Du Qin, and Du Qin sat down like a stream.

Mingshu pulled out the chair next to him, as casual as when he arrived at home, "What, let's have some snacks first and then talk?" ”

Everyone: "......" You think this is your home!

They haven't even spoken, why are you sitting down!

Who made you sit down!

You want to be shameless!

"Xiu Lun, go prepare some snacks." Yu Xuan Zhenren instructed Xiu Lun.

When it was time for a snack, the atmosphere in the room was depressing, and no one spoke.

The people of Xuanmen didn't expect that Mingshu really dared to come, and he dared to bring Duqin.

Of course she came, and it was the best result.

Xiu Lun sent the things in, and the rest of the disciples retreated, only he stayed, standing aside, standing respectfully.

Mingshu slowly ate a quick snack, "What do you want to talk about when you ask me to come here?" ”

"We want to talk to you about ......" Yuxuan Zhenren looked at Du Qin, as if he didn't know what to call him, "Du Qin's matter. ”

In the end, he can only be called by his first name.

It is not surprising that the people of Xuanmen can know what is inside the ancient tomb and know the name of Duqin.

"Well, let's talk."

Mingshu spoke so well, but it made the people in the Xuanmen stunned for several seconds.

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There is no Mr. X in this plane, let Mingshu and the goblin fall in love, hahahaha!