Wuji master''s speaking speed is very slow and calm, so that people can''t feel any fluctuation of emotion. After finishing this sentence, he wiped his shoulder with thin lips and head.


    Zhao Wanxi stood in the same place, looking at the man left Xinchang figure, and then glanced at the shoulder of the black cape, apricot eyes deep doubts more Yang deeper.


    The Supreme Lord seems to be good to her!


    The next morning, when Zhao Wanxi woke up, the firewood beside her was still burning. Except for amu, there was no one else in the cave. All she heard was the hissing sound of firewood colliding with sparks.


    A boy is holding his cheek at the moment, staring at the fairy sister across the fire.


    "Ah mu, where are they?"


    "Gone!"


    All gone! Zhao Wanxi saw a trace of loss, even she did not feel it.


    A boy sitting opposite the woman flashed a hint of warning, and his thick eyebrows Rose: "is fairy sister reluctant to leave my father?"


    Zhao Wanxi was stunned, then she couldn''t help laughing: "amu, why do you think so? I don''t know your father at all... "


    A little boy smoked the corner of his mouth and glanced at the black pigskin still wrapped around her. It was meaningful: "fairy sister, can you promise that you won''t like my father in the future?"


    Staring at the childish face in front of me, a Mu''s eyes were serious. Zhao Wanxi''s black eyelashes flashed, and Apricot''s eyes flashed a hint of cunning: "well, you''d better tell me, what''s the quality of your father that I like?"


    She shows a eyebrow to pick, stare at a certain boy with great significance, a face of banter, waiting for his answer.


    A mu pursed his lips, his face and eyes were serious and serious: "my father''s personality is indifferent, and he never talks nice words to coax women. He''s very ugly, and he''s very poisonous. He''ll die soon!"


    Zhao Wanxi tilts her head and stares at him. She asks about his father''s strong points, but what the boy says is all about men''s shortcomings. It is said that the famous Wuji master in Sizhou is a short-lived ghost with bad character and bad temper.


    At this time, a boy''s voice faltered, and then came: "in the future, the only one who can take care of fairy sister is me!"


    His tone of voice was a bit manly, with maturity not in line with his age.


    Zhao Wanxi couldn''t help joking: "how can you take care of me when you are so young?"


    Amu''s childish face became solemn and cautiously promised: "Dad said that as long as I am willing to be the emperor, not only the world of Nanlin kingdom is mine, but also I can protect the immortal sister. At that time, I can give you whatever the immortal sister wants."


    He spoke very slowly, probably because he said too much, which made his throat extremely painful. The little guy frowned unconsciously.


    His words also made Zhao Wanxi suddenly recall the whispers between father and son last night. Is that how Wuji Lord coaxed his son to compromise?


    The smile on the corner of the woman''s mouth is slightly stiff. She suddenly suspects that the man has taken such a big detour to overthrow Leng Siyan. The ultimate goal is not just to push his son to the throne, right?


    Indeed! I''m afraid that anyone would be moved by such a golden opportunity. What''s more, how could a man like Wuji Zunzhu, who has a plan, simply want to help her revenge and get rid of the harm for the people!


    If his plan goes well, the person who makes the most profit from it is that he has no great respect for the Lord. It''s worth it that he can push his son to the Dragon chair before he dies!