Coming of the Villain Boss!

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Wuliangshan.

Mingshu was lying in his chair watching the news. These days are all about the news on the train.

There are many articles about her.

If there were no photos, Mingshu suspected that they were talking about a reincarnation of the Madonna who rescued the suffering.

I really just clean up the mess for the goblin.

Don't want to take care of the business at all? !

If you praise me so much, I will be embarrassed.

Mingshu was paralyzed in a chair for a day, and the imp gave her two foods, and she remembered her goblin in the evening.

Ming Shu shook back to the room.

Duqin lay in the coffin and calmed his coldness. At this time Duqin looked like a sleeping beauty.

Since returning, he has been sleeping.

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

Suddenly her wrists were cold, she was pulled.

Ming Shu turned back.

The ink pupil gazed at her quietly.

"Wake up?" Mingshu went back. "I'm going to take you and bury it. It's a pity that you woke up."

The object is used for the purpose.

The hand holding her wrist was loosened, and Duqin's eyes dropped, pulling the edge of the coffin lid and closing it.

Mingshu raised his hand and stared at the coffin cover, there was a sliding coffin!

She smiled a little for a long while and knocked on the top, "Eh, little zombie, are you really planning to let me bury you?"

There was no movement in the coffin.

"Talk to you."

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

Duqin felt that the coffin was really moving again. He pushed the cover of the coffin blankly and sat up.

"Where to bury?"

Full of murderous.

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

Duqin's eyelashes twitched, his facial expression did not change, but his brain was a little blank.

Her tone was no different than before, and Duqin couldn't tell clearly. She just said it casually, or something else.

His murderous energy gradually faded.

He sat somewhat blankly, and didn't seem to know how to react.

For a while, the man opened his lips lightly, "hug."

Mingshu knocked on the coffin lid with his fingertips and said with disgust: "I don't sleep with you."

Duqin barely thought, turned over and hugged.

Ming Shu opened his hand.

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

Feeling warm.

It's her feeling.

A more familiar feeling...

Duqin was at a loss, why did he feel this way?

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Duqin raised it for almost half a month, and it looks just like before.

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

"Sister... We found sneaky people under the mountain." The little ghosts came to Mingshu.

"Well, I know."

A few days after she returned last time, she found someone sneaking down the Wuliang Mountain.

It is estimated that the Daomen sent someone to monitor her.

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

They can't beat themselves, they can't let it go, they can only watch it first.

As long as they don't go up the mountain, Mingshu is too lazy to manage them.

On the second day when the ghost reported someone sneaky, Mingshu received a very formal invitation.

Daomen's invitation.

If the other party doesn't do it, Mingshu will not be able to talk to others directly.

After all, it is a sin to waste snacks.

So Mingshu took Duqin to the banquet.

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

But this guy can't take it.

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

The place where the banquet was held was a mountain manor.

It's not big or luxurious, but it is very artistic.

Adequate aura is a good place for self-cultivation.

It is heard that a local tyrant sponsored Daomen.

When Mingshu went in, he discovered that not only the Taoist but also the monk... This is the whole Xuanmen.

"She is Xunyi?"

"It's her..."

"Daomen scum..."

"Scum..."

Duqin's eyes swept over these people without any temperature, and the people in discussion muttered and watched Duqin vigilantly.

This is why they are here today.

This man...

Even hug a doll?

What is this new look?

It's different from what they imagined!

"Xun Yi." Xiulun ushered out with two Taoists, his eyes glanced over his head, and he nodded slightly. "Please inside."

Xiulun led the way, and the more people went in, the more people appeared.

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

People in Xuanmen are not necessarily Taoists.

It's just that Taomen is more famous.

These people haven't seen the original owner very much, this time they have all gathered here.

The goblin is powerful enough.

"Please." Xiulun brought Mingshu to a room, opened the door, and asked her to enter.

Mingshu went in frankly, and Duqin hugged the doll, and followed him step by step. He was not like a big man who alarmed the whole Xuanmen.

When the rest of the room saw Duchen, it was the same idea.

Is this... is there something wrong?

What the **** is that doll!

Even if Duqin holds the sword, he can't change the fact that it is a doll!

Ming Shu glanced at the room.

There was a long table in the room with people sitting on both sides.

Yuxuan Zhenren is also there, all of whom are important in the Xuan Men.

Ming Shu raised his smile, "I'm a little scared of such a big show."

Everyone: "..."

But I didn't hear where you were afraid.

No one answered, Mingshu just smiled, not embarrassed, first opened the chair for Duqin, and Duqin sat down in good faith.

Mingshu opened the chair next to him, as if he were home, "What's the matter, first order some snacks and then chat?"

Everyone: "..." You are your own home here!

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

Who made you sit down!

Are you shameless!

"Xiu Lun, go and prepare some snacks." Yu Xuan really ordered Xiu Lun.

At the time of the snack, the atmosphere in the room was depressed, and no one spoke.

The people of Xuanmen did not expect that Mingshu really dared to come, and dared to bring Duqin.

Of course she is here, the best result.

Xiulun brought things in, and the rest of the disciples retreated. Only he stayed and stood aside, standing respectfully.

Mingshu slowly and quickly ate a quick snack, "What do you want to talk about when I'm here?"

"We want to talk to you about..." Yuxuan Zhenren looked at Duqin and didn't seem to know what to call him, "Duqin's thing."

Finally, you can only call its name.

Xuanmen people can know what is in the ancient tomb, and it is not surprising to know Duqin's name.

"Well, talk."

Mingshu talked so well, but let the people in Xuanmen froze for several seconds.

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