Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

The rich nightlife gave Mu Qingge an illusion when she first saw it, that she seemed to have returned to her previous life, a world that is also inseparable from day to night.

A black shadow cleverly avoided the slightly drowsy crowd, and quickly flashed into a courtyard with a closed gate.

In the courtyard, there were five hundred people standing neatly, everyone wearing a black cloak, covering up their figure and even their breath. What they were facing was a room with faint candlelight, and a beautiful silhouette reflected on the window lattice, as if they were drinking lonely towards the moon.

The people who entered, passed through the human wall, came to the front of the house without hindrance, knelt on one knee, touched the ground with his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Little Sir, the subordinates are back."

"In." A faint human voice floated, with a bit of coldness, and a few scattered and indifferent.

The door was opened, and the kneeling Longfang Guard looked up and immediately got up and entered the room. Immediately, the door was closed, and the dragon tooth guard outside the door was calm as a statue, unaffected by the slightest.

In the room, the layout is simple, not much different from the ordinary Tuguo people's home.

There are two people in the room, red shirts and black robes, sitting and standing. The candlelight shined on Mu Qingge's beautiful and exquisite face, which was dim and dim, with a glass-like color, like a dream.

That beautiful face, which is indisputable, has surpassed all the descriptions under his pen and ink.

Even if it wasn't the first time I saw him, the dragon tooth guard who came in still shook his head in front of this world-famous face.

Fortunately, in just a moment, he returned to normal, kneeling on one knee in front of Mu Qingge who was playing with a wine glass. "Little Sir."

"Yeah." Mu Qingge replied softly in his nasal cavity, and drank the amber liquid that exuded strong alcohol. The irritating and spicy feeling instantly burned her throat, causing a faint blush to appear on her white and crystal cheeks, adding a bit of coquettishness to her heroic air.

‘Fuck! Tu Guo's wine is so strong! ’

Mu Qingge gritted his teeth in his heart. Regret to drink the spirits in the glass.

She concentrated on the empty wine glass in her hand, but didn't notice. Mo Yang, who was holding the wine flask behind her, fell on her pale pink cheeks, his eyes blurred.

Throwing the wine glass on the table in disgust, the sound of the wine glass hitting the tabletop woke Mo Yang behind him. He hurriedly concealed the emotion in his eyes, pursed his lips and put down the flask, and handed Mu Qingge a cup of sober tea.

Mu Qingge took it, took a sip, and said to the kneeling Longya: "Get up, tell me what you have found."

"Yes." Longyawei got up and said all the news he had inquired about.

Mu Qingge listened silently, his eyes gradually narrowed into a line, and the cold and playful eyes loomed in the gap.

No one knew that she did not go to the sunset wasteland, but took the Dragon Tooth Guard and sneaked into the royal court of Tu Guo. It was just a few lieutenants around Mu Xiong who led the army to the sunset wasteland. The person who took the post of commander in chief was the lieutenant Xiong who lost to Mu Qingge.

Today, it was the third night she took Longfang Guard into the royal court.

According to the army's itinerary, the army led by Vice-General Xiong should have reached the sunset wasteland today and met with the indomitable Prince Tuguo.

Mu Qingge didn't care whether the two sides fought, and what the result was.

At this moment, she was interested in the news brought back by Longfangwei.

"It seems that we are lucky." After listening to the report, Mu Qingge's mouth twitched gently.

"Mo Yang." Mu Qingge suddenly called.