Lu Zijia has made a promise. Although they are still reluctant, they have nothing to do.
I can only hope in my heart that the array court can be more competitive, and don't hurt them like the weapon refining court.
Therefore, the people expressed their understanding of Lu Zijia's practice and their willingness to wait for the court to refine the array plate for arranging the current magic array.
No way. Now they have no choice but to wait.
After all, none of them had the courage to force Lu Zijia in public, didn't they?
But soon, the people who were still suffering were attracted by the good things in the eight stalls, and they were so happy that they couldn't find the north.
The people here are happy, but the devil on the other side is very angry.
"Oh! What a Lu Zijia! "
After listening to the report of his subordinates, Mo you, the young Lord of the evil way, who sat on the throne on the steps, was very angry and smiled back, and his brown pupils were full of yin and prey.
Liao Sisi, whose clothes are exposed, soft and boneless, relies on Mo you's arms. When she hears the news about Lu Zijia, her eyes flash a color of resentment.
Subconsciously open your mouth to say something, but suddenly think of something, and immediately shut your lips.
"Little Lord, if Lu Zijia continues to stay, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Magic red's wrinkled old face was particularly gloomy, and his tone was vaguely mixed with killing intention.
Mo you's soft face showed a bit of evil and potential, "it's undeniable that the young Lord really despised her, but... So what?
As long as it is the person that the little Lord likes, no one can leave the palm of the little Lord, and Lu Zijia is no exception. "
Knowing that their little Lord was always proud and arrogant and could not be refuted, although magic red felt inappropriate, he didn't say anything that made Mo you unhappy.
He asked respectfully, "what's your plan? Do you need my subordinates to go there in person? "
Mo you pushed Liao Sisi away, got up and walked back and forth with his hands on his back, as if thinking about something.
Liao Sisi, who was mercilessly pushed to the ground, showed some humiliation on his heavily made-up face, but soon disappeared again.
"Just go yourself."
After half a ring, moyou made a decision, "remember, there is no amnesty if you are stubborn and not used by the young Lord!"
"Yes, little Lord."
Magic red respectfully took the order and quickly stepped down with moyou's permission.
"Why, very unwilling?"
After Mo Chi left, there were only Mo you and Liao Sisi who were still sitting on the ground.
Moyo's soft voice is obviously playful.
It seems to be mocking Liao Sisi.
At least, Liao Sisi thinks so.
"I dare not."
Liao Sisi hung her head so that people couldn't see her face clearly.
Mo you seemed to see through her heart. With a sneer, he squatted down in front of her, stretched out his hand to hold her chin, and strongly asked her to look up at him, "the little Lord knows you are not willing, so the little Lord will give you a chance. How about it?"
Liao Sisi trembled in his heart, but he dared not reveal anything on the surface, "what opportunity?"
She has been with moyou for nearly three years. Naturally, she knows that moyou is uncertain and has a very bad temper.
What I like most is to give others an illusory hope and then smash it.
Watching others suffer and don't want to live is moyou's biggest hobby.