novelapdf Chapter 109 Ling Ye: I can be gentle too...
Chapter 109 Ling Ye: I can be gentle too...
Chapter 109 Ling Ye: I Can Be Gentle Too... (First Update, 7200 words)
Qiu Yue was taken aback, not expecting the other party to make this request so soon after they met.
She wasn't annoyed at all; instead, she seemed to be provoking him: "Why don't you give it a try?"
Jiang Mu stared at the tender feet so close to her, and fell silent.
So he pretended to raise his head.
Qiu Yuexin's pretty face changed, and she subconsciously pulled her little foot back.
Seeing that the other person had only shifted their head slightly, a feeling of being mocked welled up inside him, and he sneered, "I'll stuff it in your mouth sooner or later."
She asked seriously, "Let's get down to business. Did your parents appear to you in a dream?"
Jiang Mu forcibly suppressed the urge to slurp, and said without changing her expression, "That's true. If you don't believe me, why don't you dream about it and ask your parents yourself?"
"gab."
Qiu Yuexin pursed her rosy lips, her tone softening somewhat. "However, the name Jiang Mu sounds more pleasing to the ear. If you can truly turn over a new leaf and live a steadfast life, I believe your parents in heaven will be comforted."
Honestly, sometimes I can't help but wonder if you've been possessed by some kind of monster?
He's completely different from that scoundrel he used to be.
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat, but he put on an exaggerated smile: "Actually, you guessed right. I'm not pretending anymore. I'm laying my cards on the table—I am the reincarnation of an Immortal Emperor!"
"Pooh!"
Qiu Yuexin rolled her eyes.
"Oh, right."
Jiang Mu quickly changed the subject, "I've already gotten my hands on those case files that you asked me to search last time."
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He wanted to retrieve the files he had copied.
Just as he was about to move, he embarrassingly discovered that the other person's feet were dangling directly above him, making it impossible for him to get up.
Jiang Mu said helplessly, "Could you move it a bit?"
Qiu Yuexin gave a soft snort: "Don't rush to get up, I have some questions to ask you."
"Then ask."
Jiang Mu had no choice but to remain lying down.
Qiu Yuexin suppressed her smile, her pretty face turning cold and stern: "When the Mist Demons invaded back then, did you collude with the demons?"
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broken!
Jiang Mu's heart tightened.
This girl found out what happened at the Demon Slayer Division during the day.
"Of course not!"
Jiang Mu answered decisively, her eyes open and honest.
"Look me in the eyes."
Qiu Yuexin's voice suddenly turned cold, and a pink light seemed to flicker in her eyes. "Answer me, did you or didn't you?!"
Jiang Mu tried to look the other person directly in the eyes.
However, due to the angle, his gaze could only be fixed on the slightly swaying feet that were hovering above the tip of his nose.
Upon closer inspection, Jiang Mu suddenly realized that these feet were truly beautiful.
Just like the delicate and petite girl in front of me.
The toes are flat and the toe bones are rounded like jade beads, which makes the skin appear even whiter and more delicate.
The skin on the soles of the hands and between the toes, where the skin is thinner, reveals a soft, pinkish-orange luster that is undeniably adorable.
Mingming ate a very big meal for dinner.
But as she watched, Jiang Mu inexplicably felt hungry.
Qiu Yuexin finally realized that her condescending interrogation posture seemed to seriously hinder eye contact.
Her face flushed, and she quickly pulled her dangling foot back into place.
Immediately afterwards, a faint pink phantom tail swayed gently behind her.
Her petite body suddenly floated down gracefully, almost touching the face of Jiang Mu who was lying down.
The distance between the two people has shrunk to less than a foot.
They could hear each other breathing.
"Now, look into my eyes!"
Qiu Yuexin gave the command again, her pink eyes shining even brighter, carrying a faint hypnotic magic.
At the same time, her long, flowing black hair visibly turned a dreamy pink from the roots, transforming into a head of soft, shiny pink hair in the blink of an eye.
It fluttered slightly in the dim light, adding to its eerie and mysterious aura.
Why is this a pink fox that can change color?!
Jiang Mu thought to herself, "This is what I'm thinking."
However, the next second, he suddenly felt a slight dizziness.
Qiu Yuexin's eyes, shimmering with pink light, seemed to transform into a bottomless vortex, threatening to suck his entire soul and consciousness into them.
An irresistible force was trying to invade his mind.
not good!
It's a kind of charm or hypnosis-based supernatural power!
His mind raced, and the demonic energy in his body's demonic channel seemed to be stimulated, surging suddenly and rushing straight to his spiritual platform along his meridians.
My mind cleared instantly, and the dizziness from the hypnosis vanished completely.
so close!
This little fox is definitely not someone to be trifled with.
There are even such methods.
Jiang Mu's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Did you collude with the Mist Demon?" Qiu Yuexin questioned again, her voice seemingly piercing straight to the soul.
Jiang Mu looked directly into the other person's alluring pink eyes and said firmly, "No."
Qiu Yue stared at him intently.
Her pink pupils still shimmered with an eerie light.
Time passes little by little.
The room was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing softly.
After a long while, the pink light in Qiu Yue's eyes slowly faded, returning to its normal color.
Her pink hair quietly turned back to jet black.
She seemed to breathe a slight sigh of relief, her tone returning to its previous calm: "I believe you."
"No matter how scoundrel or despicable you are, you still have a bottom line."
Jiang Mu thought to himself: It's hard to say.
The girl swayed and gracefully landed on the chair, saying, "Bring me the copied files. Ling Ye is chasing me hard; I need to leave quickly."
"Uh, actually you don't need to be afraid of her. Envoy Ling isn't the kind of person who can't distinguish right from wrong."
As Jiang Mu got up to get the files, she said, "If you explain things clearly to her, she won't keep chasing after you."
Qiu Yuexin narrowed her beautiful eyes and suddenly asked softly, "If one day only one of us could live, who would you choose to help?"
Women seem to really enjoy asking these pointless, potentially disastrous questions.
They insist on being special, on being unique.
But for Jiang Mu, this kind of question didn't require any thought; he just told the truth.
"I'll help whoever is good to me." Jiang Mu's main principle is honesty.
He handed the completed file to the other person and said, "As things stand, Inspector Ling has been the best to me, so she'll probably help her. If you can be nicer to me too, I might consider helping you as well."
Qiu Yuexin took the file, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "How can I treat you well?"
"For example, give me a magic weapon or cultivation technique, or if there are any places where demons are hiding, tell me so I can go and farm them—cough cough, tell me so I can go and slay demons."
"Show me more care and concern in daily life, and stop waving your little feet around to scare me all the time. You always think of me first when there's something good to be had."
Jiang Mu said in a very serious tone.
Qiu Yuexin twitched the corners of her mouth, opened the copied dossier, looked at it, put it in her bosom, and said indifferently, "It's impossible in this lifetime."
"Maybe in the next life, if you're even slightly human, I'll treat you well."
After saying that, the girl's figure flashed and she disappeared into the house as a wisp of red smoke.
Jiang Mu looked at the empty chair, shook his head and sighed, "That arrogant pink-haired little fox is really not likable."
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the eve of his departure, Jiang Mu was still enthusiastically planning to throw a grand farewell banquet.
Ideally, the cypress should be sent off with an eighteen-step procession.
But when the time of parting actually came, the melancholy and emptiness in his heart made him lose all his playful and joking thoughts.
The next morning.
It was still pitch black when Jiang Mu got up and went to Bai Xiang's room.
He gently pushed open the door and slipped inside like a nimble raccoon.
The room was dimly lit, with only a faint light filtering in from the window, outlining the blurry contours of the furniture.
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Because of the astrological power, Jiang Mu could see clearly.
Bai Xiang lay on her side on the bed, covered with a thin blanket, her breathing even and deep, clearly still fast asleep.
Her long, black hair was scattered on the pillow, making her small face appear even more serene.
Jiang Mu tiptoed to the bedside, squatted down, and quietly looked at her sleeping face.
Normally, this woman always has a stern face.
He either glares at him or uses sign language to curse him; it's rare to see him so calm and unguarded.
After watching for a while, Jiang Mu murmured softly, "Xiang'er, this time when Master is going on a long trip, I'm leaving this family entirely in your hands."
"You'd better keep a close eye on it and guard it well, don't let any thieves steal it."
"If I, your master, am gone and never return—remember to call me 'Dad' a few more times when you visit my grave in the future."
"When I heard this from below, I felt at ease and passed away peacefully."
After saying that, he leaned down and gently kissed his cheek.
It has a cool touch and a faint fragrance.
Instantly separate.
Jiang Mu straightened up with satisfaction, then tiptoed out of the room and gently closed the door.
The door closed completely and the footsteps faded into the distance.
On the bed, Bai Xiang, who had been fast asleep, opened her eyes after her curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
She raised her hand to her cheek, her fingertips gently rubbing the still-warm spot, which was slightly hot.
That bastard—he's having another episode first thing in the morning!
Why call him "Dad" anymore?
She bit her lower lip, her gaze fixed on the closed door. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, finally settling into a sigh: "Never mind, it's just a kiss on the cheek—it's no big deal."
The Demon Slayer Division of Huzhou City dispatched elite troops from four halls to support the suppression of the demons in Yancheng.
A total of 53 people.
They are:
Jiang Mu, known as the "God of Slaughter," along with several supporting characters and a host of nameless extras.
As dawn broke, a large group of people set off.
To be honest, in Jiang Mu's mind, even without the flying spirit boats and floating warships commonly seen in fantasy novels, would it be difficult to get an A-Kun that can travel a thousand miles a day to go to such a far place to slay demons and monsters?
Even without Ah Kun, some cool spirit beasts would be fine!
It's not like there aren't monsters in this world.
As it turned out, reality was harsh; they were all tall, imposing horses.
In some TV dramas, this would probably be the real-life version of "the fighting spirit transforming into a horse, terrifying beyond belief."
However, a bold idea popped into his mind.
My own demon sister, Qiu Yuexin, is at least a legitimate demon. If we get along well, I can have her transform and ride her around when we go on long trips.
That shouldn't be too much, right?
Just imagining that scene is pretty exciting.
Besides the Demon Slayer Division's men, Ling Ye also went out of the city with them.
She was on her way to catch Qiu Yuexin, and since it was on the way, she planned to separate from her along the way.
Ever since Jiang Mu was wrongly accused of being the mole, this big watermelon has been furious.
Not only did she cause a scene at the company, verbally abusing Ran Qingshan, but she also went to comfort Jiang Mu.
Jiang Mu naturally seized the opportunity to pour out her grievances.
She described herself as being wronged and having a hard time, almost losing her life to slay demons, yet she was still met with such suspicion.
Ling Ye felt both heartache and anger upon hearing this.
He felt even more dissatisfied with Ran Qingshan's muddle-headedness, and he hated Wen He, the instigator, even more.
It is said that the next day, Ling Ye found an excuse and, in front of many people from the Third Hall, beat Wen He severely in the name of "undermining the internal unity of the Demon Slayer Division".
He was beaten so badly that even his own mother couldn't recognize him.
Even now, when Wenhe leaves the city, he has to wear a bamboo hat to cover himself up completely.
Jiang Mu was moved upon learning of this.
Suddenly, I felt that it wouldn't be bad to have Ling Ye be my personal nanny in the future.
They stand up for their friends in critical moments, which gives me a great sense of security.
"In Yancheng, although the major rebellion has been quelled, the situation remains complex and dangerous."
After traveling for a while, the group slowed down to rest. Ling Ye rode up to Jiang Mu and carefully instructed him, "Just a few days ago, a newly appointed county magistrate had his throat bitten off in public by a dog demon that had infiltrated the crowd in the courtroom."
When you get there, remember not to be as carefree as you were in Huzhou City. Your safety is the most important thing, after all, that is not our territory.
Ling Ye was still dressed in her signature black tight-fitting outfit, which accentuated her dashing and heroic figure.
He was riding a tall, magnificent horse.
As the horse moved up and down, the watermelon she was carrying also bounced.
Every bump felt like a challenge to the limits of the fabric.
Jiang Mu nodded seriously: "Okay, nanny—no, okay, Sister Ling, I've got it."
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Ling Ye glared at him reproachfully and continued, "Besides being wary of demons, we also need to be careful with our own people."
"Don't worry, Wenhe is like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees me now. He wouldn't dare to do anything to me even if he had ten times the courage."
Jiang Mu didn't care.
"I wasn't talking about Wenhe."
Ling Ye said seriously, "They are demon slayers from other prefectures and counties. Slaying demons and eliminating evil is itself a way to accumulate merit."
It is not uncommon for colleagues to fight each other and even sabotage each other in order to seize credit and resources.
Moreover, some people have been fighting demons for years, becoming tainted with malevolence and developing violent and extreme personalities. If you encounter such a person, you should try your best to avoid them.
"I'll kill them!" Jiang Mu retorted.
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Jiang Mu pouted and added, "Sorry, Sister Ling, I don't believe in being wronged. Whoever makes me unhappy, I'll make them even more unhappy. If they're not as strong as me, they're just unlucky."
"Anyone stronger than me—humph, then he's even more unlucky. I've got my eye on him, and I'll get my revenge sooner or later."
Ling Ye was speechless for a moment.
Thinking about it carefully, although this guy always has a smiling, gentle and polite appearance, he is actually crazier and more violent than anyone else at heart.
If they dare to confront even their own deputy in the street, then they can certainly stand up to others.
"If you really encounter someone you can't beat, run first. Don't fight head-on. Survival is the most important thing."
Ling Ye sighed helplessly and could only settle for second best, "As long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn. When I'm done with my business and come back, I'll teach him a lesson for you."
A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Mu's heart.
Take a look!
This is the right way to feel safe.
A truly top-notch wet nurse.
Jiang Mu suddenly remembered Ran Qingshan's warning and couldn't help but ask curiously, "By the way, Sister Ling, is Shui Miaozheng, the head of Fazhou City, really that charming?"
Ling Ye was taken aback, turned to look at the man beside her, and her eyes became somewhat strange.
Jiang Mu was speechless.
Why is everyone looking at me like that?
Do I really look like a "womanizer" who steals other women's boyfriends?
"Why are you asking about her?"
Ling Ye tightened her grip on the reins slightly, her tone revealing a hint of wariness.
Jiang Mu couldn't quite say that he had been warned by his superior as if he were a thief, so he vaguely replied, "I've just heard people mention it, and I'm a little curious. After all, we're going to be working together, so it wouldn't hurt to know more."
"Her? She's alright, I guess."
Ling Ye's tone was indifferent, revealing no emotion. "She is quite pretty, and has a good figure. Back then, she and I were both candidates for the next core disciple of our sect."
But in the end, my master chose me.
Actually, I don't quite understand why Master didn't choose her back then. It's so strange.
Jiang Mu nodded: "The fact that she can be a candidate alongside you means she's quite capable. What's her current cultivation level?"
Ling Ye thought for a moment and objectively commented, "Her current cultivation level is about the same as Ran Qingshan's, which means she has quite good talent."
I had a private sparring match with her years ago. Although I won, I deliberately let her win a few points. Overall, her skills were quite good.
Jiang Mu pressed on, "I heard that many people admired her back in the capital? Was she the most beautiful woman there?"
Ling Ye nodded slightly: "There are indeed quite a few people who admire her. As for whether she's the most beautiful—"
She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm not too sure about that. Anyway, some really bored people made up some kind of fairy ranking, and she was ranked second."
By the way, I'm in first place.
Actually, I don't quite understand why they ranked me first. It's so strange.
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Jiang Mu scratched his head and asked from a different angle, "Manager Ran said she has a very gentle personality, so she must be quite popular in that regard, right?"
Ling Ye was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Yes, she has a good personality. She speaks softly to everyone and seems very gentle."
However—she also keeps her distance from everyone, creating a sense of aloofness. You might find her gentle and approachable, but she might not even remember who you are the next minute.
As for whether they are popular or not—I guess so.
I remember a few years ago, some really bored person held a poll for "the female confidante you most want to make," and she came in second, which shows that she is indeed quite popular.
I don't really understand why I'm ranked first. It's so strange.
A look of confusion appeared on Ling Ye's face.
Before Jiang Mu could speak again, she seemed to remember something and added, "Many people think that Master Shui is the perfect wife—gentle, virtuous, and from a good family. I think so too."
There was even a poll back then asking people who "most wanted to marry" and she came in second, which shows that people had pretty good taste.
She paused, then looked confused again. "I still don't quite understand why I'm ranked first. It's so strange—"
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Jiang Mu was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ling, do you and Master Shui have some kind of grudge from the past?"
"No."
Ling Ye blinked her clear, large eyes. "I didn't say anything bad about her. I only said the truth. Actually, she's a really nice person—"
Watermelon, even though you didn't say anything bad about her, you were implying in your words that she's always second best.
I'm not as good as you in any way!
He wisely kept quiet and didn't continue the dangerous topic.
After a while, Ling Ye suddenly asked in a low voice, "Xiao Jiang, do you like women who are a bit gentle and mature?"
"No, that's not true."
Jiang Mu felt somewhat ashamed.
Why does everyone think he's like a reincarnation of Cao Cao, with a particular fondness for married women and mature women?
Ling Ye simply said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
She turned her head and looked at the sunset that was gradually turning golden and red on the horizon.
A gentle evening breeze swept by.
A few strands of her soft, dark hair were lifted by the wind, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene before her.
At that moment, her eyes became somewhat lost.
It seems to conceal a deep pool of water, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset, and also hiding some inexplicable bewilderment and entanglement.
Like the first flower bud quietly forming by the stream, hidden beneath tender leaves, shyly peeking out a little color, wanting to bloom, yet fearing the unknown wind and rain, and unsure to whom to reveal its fragrance.
She whispered, her voice carried away by the wind: "Actually—I can be mature and gentle too."
"What?"
Jiang Mu, who was pondering what kind of situation she might encounter during the Yancheng mission, didn't hear clearly and turned to look at her.
Ling Ye's pretty face flushed, and she shook her head: "It's nothing."
A woman's heartfelt thoughts, like a needle falling into a deep pool, sank silently.
At night, the group arrived at a post station belonging to the Demon Slayer Division to rest.
The inn was small, with only two separate courtyard rooms, and the rest were large communal rooms that could accommodate multiple people.
The two small courtyards with individual rooms were naturally reserved for Tian Wenjing and Ling Ye, who were of the highest status.
Furthermore, considering that Ling Ye is a woman and it would be inconvenient for her to wash and bathe, a room in a relatively secluded location was specially arranged for her.
A quiet and secluded courtyard.
Jiang Mu and the other hall masters, along with the ordinary demon slayers, had to squeeze into a large dormitory-style room.
No one complained about this.
When on missions, it's common to be exposed to the elements and sleep outdoors. Having a roof over your head and a bed to sleep in is already a blessing.
After a simple dinner, Tian Wenjing went back to her room to rest.
Ling Ye also felt it was inappropriate to be alone with Jiang Mu any longer, lest it cause gossip, so he returned to his own courtyard.
The rest of the group sat around in the courtyard, drinking and chatting about everything under the sun.
As a rising star in the Demon Slayer Division, Jiang Mu was naturally surrounded by people, all chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.
In stark contrast, Wenhe sat alone in the corner, drinking by himself.
Because of his previous outrageous actions, he had completely lost his popularity within the company, and few people were willing to talk to him anymore.
Wenhe just kept drinking his wine in silence.
His face carried an air of arrogance and dejection, as if he were associating with such vulgar people.
Perhaps it was Jiang Mu's eloquence and wide-ranging knowledge that led to the conversation. Someone suggested that Jiang Mu, a former playboy, tell some romantic tales about brothels to broaden everyone's horizons and relieve their boredom.
Encouraged by the crowd, Jiang Mu drank a few more mouthfuls of cheap liquor and began to recount the story of "Jin Ping Mei".
When they first heard that Jiang Mu was going to write a novel, everyone was a little uninterested and thought it was boring.
However, as Jiang Mu's description unfolded with a touch of everyday life and exceptional vividness, the room gradually fell silent.
Only heavy, suppressed breathing could be heard.
Even the few Third Hall subordinates who were originally sitting next to Wenhe, pretending to be uninterested, couldn't help but quietly prick up their ears.
"As the saying goes, a gentle breeze ripples across the warm water, two autumn lotus petals fall lightly to the ground. Now, let's talk about Jinlian, who has taken off her embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of bare, white breasts—"
Jiang Mu was speaking with great enthusiasm, spitting as he spoke, when suddenly he coughed, "Cough cough!"
A dignified cough rang out.
The crowd, who were engrossed in listening, were suddenly furious, thinking, "Who dares to interrupt such a crucial moment?"
One by one, they turned their heads to look, their anger barely contained.
Tian Wenjing was standing not far away with his hands behind his back, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Holy crap!
Upon seeing who it was, the crowd's anger instantly turned into shock.
They all fell silent, trembling with fear.
Some pretended to look at the stars, some lowered their heads to count ants, and some pretended to straighten their clothes and wipe their knife sheaths.
The scene was very embarrassing.
"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Tian Wenjing snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on Jiang Mu, who had led the way in making suggestive remarks.
It's obvious they're going to single him out and make an example of him.
Just as he was about to reprimand the boy, another clear, cold female voice suddenly rang out: "Jiang Mu, come here. I have a task to give you."
But Ling Ye appeared out of nowhere.
The woman still wore a veil, her demeanor aloof and cold. She completely ignored Tian Wenjing and waved to Jiang Mu.
"Oh, here it comes."
Jiang Mu responded and ran over excitedly.
Tian Wenjing opened her mouth, but couldn't bring herself to scold them any further. She could only glare at the others before turning and going back into the house.
This woman is so protective of her little brat.
Jiang Mu followed Ling Ye to the small courtyard room where she was temporarily staying.
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As soon as he entered, Ling Ye said in a low voice, clearly annoyed, "What kind of filthy nonsense are you spouting! I don't know where you heard these crooked books from! You're not allowed to say these things in public anymore; it's disrespectful to officials and corrupts the atmosphere!"
Jiang Mu nodded obediently: "Okay, Sister Ling, I'll remember."
Ling Ye recalled this guy's past and felt helpless, so he didn't say anything more.
He then said seriously, "Wait an hour or two, until they are all fast asleep, then quietly come to my room. Remember, don't disturb anyone."
Ok?
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes instantly became somewhat subtle.
late at night?
Why don't you want others to know?
Could it be that—Watermelon was also secretly listening?
Is your heart fluttering with spring fever, yet loneliness is unbearable?
Seeing Jiang Mu's increasingly strange gaze, Ling Ye could easily guess what he was thinking. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she said with embarrassment and annoyance, "Don't think nonsense. Tomorrow I will part ways with you. I just want to teach you some more life-saving skills."
It's too crowded and inconvenient to perform during the day.
I don't want you to stay in my room for too long at night; it would easily cause gossip and tarnish my reputation.
That's why I asked you to come over quietly late at night.
Jiang Mu suddenly realized that it was about imparting skills, and that he had misunderstood.
"Understood." He nodded in agreement.
"Okay, go out. Remember, be careful not to get caught."
Ling Ye gave another serious reprimand.
Stepping out of the room, Jiang Mu felt somewhat troubled.
How to keep it from being noticed by others?
This is a bit tricky. The inn is full of highly skilled martial artists, especially Tian Wenjing.
It's going to be difficult to sneak into Ling Ye's room without them noticing.
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Got it!
With a thought, Jiang Mu threw the Number One Demon Shadow into Ling Ye's room.
The shadowy figure can last for an hour.
At that time, with just a thought, you can instantly teleport into the house.
Without anyone noticing!
Hehe, I'm so clever.
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