Demon Palace

The magic palace here is not the magic palace that Yan Xiaomo once encountered, after all, the game interface is a cultivation of immortals, and many things will exceed the scope of their expectations, and now this game interface still belongs to the interface of Jianghu martial arts, and there is basically nothing bizarre.

Therefore, the word Demon Palace just sounds more evil, but it is actually a Jianghu organization.

Xi Murong took her to a courtyard, and there was no one else in the courtyard.

Yan Xiaomo entered the room, the room was relatively clean, and the air was faintly incense.

This is a room that has been cleaned.

It didn't take long for a little maid to come in with food.

"Little girl, what's your name?" Yan Xiaomo sat under the wisteria trelis in the courtyard, and when she saw the little maid silently placing the food on the table, she wanted to find a topic to talk to the little maid.

It's just that the little maid didn't seem to hear Yan Xiaomo's voice, and she took care of the food by herself.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I don't ask you anything else, I just want to know what your name is." Yan Xiaomo smiled at the little maid with a cute smile, and her beautiful eyes bent into a crescent moon.

The little maid looked at Yan Xiaomo's friendly gaze, but the little maid looked away in a panic as if she saw something she shouldn't see, and left quickly with a tray.

"Hey, am I that scary?" Yan Xiaomo shouted at the little girl's back with a puzzled expression.

Nangong Mo has a baby face, anyone who looks at the two of them will feel cute, but he didn't expect the little maid to flee quickly as if she had seen a ghost.

"Stop shouting, she can't hear it."

Xi Murong appeared at the door of the courtyard, the mask of her face was removed, revealing a fair and handsome face, under the sword eyebrows was a pair of eyes that were still sharp, her face was not smiling, her face was paralyzed, and she was full of cold air that wanted you to die now.

The body is still wearing a black robe, but it has been changed into a clean robe, and there is no foreign object that Yan Xiaomo spits.

"Why can't you hear it?" Yan Xiaomo saw that Xi Murong's face was delicate and sharp, and couldn't help but look at it twice.

The man didn't seem to be born to smile, and the corners of his mouth were down.

"Half of the maids in the Demon Palace are deaf and dumb." Xi Murong explained.

Yan Xiaomo's eyes flashed with a different color, and she took a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, "Why are you deaf and dumb?" ”

"Less knows you'll live longer." Xi Murong said coldly.

Well, Yan Xiaomo shrugged, anyway, she wasn't so eager to know.

Unexpectedly, this Xi Murong is not bad-looking, but she always has an expression that everyone owes him five million, which makes people a little unhappy.

"Will my master come?" Yan Xiaomo asked.

Xi Murong lowered her eyes, and her voice was cold, "Then it depends on your status in his heart." ”

Beyond that, he didn't know if Li Bai would come.

"That's the end of it." Yan Xiaomo put down the chopsticks abruptly, and ate for seven minutes, listening to Xi Murong's words, she really didn't have any appetite to continue eating.

"What do you mean?" Xi Murong glanced lightly at the woman with a desperate face, and for some reason she looked at that changeable little face in her heart, and wanted to reach out and pinch the baby fat on that face.

"The master I just recognized didn't behave well, and my master won't come to save me."

Yan Xiaomo said with a determined face.

It's not that she's not confident, but if it's her, she's not willing to take risks for a newly recognized apprentice.