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Jun Qiyan looked at the person in front of him warily; his eyes were like those of a wolf guarding against its prey.

Di Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows, took a step forward and said in a teasing tone, "You want me to sleep underground?" Di Mo Jiu glanced at it. The floor that did not even fit half of his body turned to look at Jun Qiyan who was lying on the bed.

Jun Qiyan couldn't bear to see this. She pursed her lips and looked first at the narrow ground, then at the simple and crude bed.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Why don't I sleep underground …"

Before his voice had even faded, Jun Qiyan felt the world spinning around her. When she came back to her senses, both she and Di Mo Jiu were already lying on the bed.

"You!" Jun Qiyan's face was flushed red. He wanted to get up, but apparently, someone did not want to give him the chance to do so.

"Lie still." Di Mo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, "Can't you sleep well …"

Jun Qiyan was speechless.

Was this a question of whether he could sleep well?

Because the bed was too narrow, Jun Qiyan didn't dare to roll over. She could only lie down in someone's arms. The night was dark, and Jun Qiyan, who had been tired all day, soon fell asleep.

She was sleeping soundly, but it was obvious that some old man had suffered a lot.

The moonlight shone through the window onto the two of them. Di Mo Jiu could clearly feel that Jun Qiyan was like an octopus, tightly wrapping around his body.

He really dug a hole for himself. Even if he were to kneel, he would have to finish filling it up …

He was tormented to the point where he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and went outside.

"My lord." All of a sudden, a black silhouette flashed past and knelt down beside Di Mo Jiu, a low, hoarse voice sounded in Di Mo Jiu's ears.

Di Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Who allowed you to come here?"

As the sound of his voice faded, a powerful aura surged towards the man in black.

That black-clothed man's body clearly started to tremble slightly, and even his voice started to tremble, "Master, there's a problem over there …" This subordinate was forced to come! "

Faced with the black-robed man's explanation, Di Mo Jiu's pressure slightly weakened. His countenance was still terrifyingly cold.

"What happened?"

"Those old things in the Elder's Hall have been very restless all this time. There are even rumors that you are already dead … and to elect a new lord. " The black clothed man said as he held onto Di Mo Jiu's aura.

"Oh?" Di Mo Jiu raised his voice slightly, narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes and gave his whole person a sense of charm.

"The time has come, I will naturally return. If you dare appear here again in the future …" Di Mo Jiu's voice suddenly stopped, the meaning behind his words was very obvious.

The black-robed man quickly responded, "This subordinate understands!"

Only then did Di Mo Jiu retract his aura. "Then why aren't you getting out of here?"

In just a blink of an eye, the man in black who was standing beside Di Mo Jiu had disappeared without a trace.

"Does Saint Silkworm Yuan Zun like to watch the show?" Di Mo Jiu was still maintaining the same posture as before. As he said this, a burst of clear applause came from behind the stone.

"The pavilion master of the Divine Arts Pavilion has personally come to visit. This has really brought light to my humble dwelling."

Saint Silkworm still maintained his amiable appearance. However, the nervousness in his eyes betrayed what he was feeling at that very moment.

The Divine Arts Pavilion was a mysterious organization that appeared ten thousand years ago after the Great War of Gods and Demons. Its power was incomparably strong and it was rumored that the Divine Arts Pavilion was where the top forces of the East Xuan Continent gathered.

Furthermore, the newly appointed Pavilion Master of the Divine Arts Pavilion once had some interaction with Saint Silkworm Yuan Zun when he was young.

When Di Mo Jiu had just arrived here, he had already felt the difference in their auras. However, he did not say anything because of Jun Qianyan.

Di Mo Jiu's lips curved up in a profound smile.

"Saint Silkworm Yuan Zun is too polite. He's just a student."

When Saint Silkworm heard someone's shameless words, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Junior? A person who had grown up to the point where he didn't know his own age actually called himself a junior? Was he that young?!

"Ke ke, Pavilion Master, this is really me, the silkworm." Although Saint Silkworm was smiling as he spoke, his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Di Mo Jiu's lips still had a faint smile on them, "I hope Saint Silkworm Yuan Zun can forget about what happened tonight, I don't want him to know yet."

The Saint Silkworm elder's hands paused for a moment before reacting. Who was the "he" that the other party was referring to?

Saint Silkworm did not directly agree to Di Mo Jiu's request. First, he gave him a deep look before opening his mouth. Before he could say anything, Di Mo Jiu seemed to have understood what he was trying to say.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt her." Di Mo Jiu looked into the distance and said softly.

When Saint Silkworm heard this, he was finally able to relax. It wasn't that he believed in Di Mo Jiu, but that he believed in Di Mo Jiu.

It was that he knew the man disdained panic.

"Since Pavilion Master has said so, then I can't refuse to give you face, can I?"

Saint Silkworm immediately expressed that he would definitely not reveal what happened today.

After getting his guarantee, Di Mo Jiu calmed down.

"Since that is the case, I will not disturb your rest any longer." Di Mo Jiu cupped his hands, trod on the night wind and left.

In the room, the person on the bed did not notice what was happening outside.

Di Mo Jiu looked at the gentle expression on the bed.

The next morning, Jun Qiyan woke up with a long yawn. She narrowed her eyes as she suddenly appeared in front of Jun Qiyan, her handsome face magnified against the light.

Jun Qiyan blinked, not knowing what year it was.

It took a full three seconds for Jun Qiyan to react to the current situation. She first cried out in shock before asking nervously, "You, why are you here?"

Faced with Jun Qiyan's doubts, Di Mo Jiu playfully raised his eyebrows and slightly tilted his body so that Jun Qiyan wouldn't be able to avoid him.

"Why am I here?" Di Mo Jiu frivolously repeated the words that Jun Qianyan had just said, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

The expression on Jun Qianyan's face froze for a moment. It was only a moment later that she recalled the events of the previous night.