The Thief Concubine 【End】

Embracing Wei Young tightly, Cang Jue's eyes flickered slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

"what is this?"

I'm afraid that there will be another weird item that can take her away...

Wei Young blushed, and hurriedly put away her things.

That rascal Mo Ye!

To carry this thing with me...

With a light cough, "Well... the truth is out, this mess, it's time to clean up."

At that moment just now, she suddenly understood that those who get the treasure will win the world, become gods and immortals, bring the dead back to life, and see through the future.Maybe it's just an exaggeration fabricated by someone with a heart.

To say that there are really treasures...

Then, it is this coffin that cannot be moved or taken away...

If you get it, you will have the ability to travel through time and space, and if you bring some modern technology of the 21st century here, maybe you can really win the world.

However, this also requires the master to have the ability to use those high-tech knowledge, right?

It is not realistic to become a god, become an immortal, and bring the dead back to life.

see through the future...

Who knows if it will work.Anyway, she hasn't tried it.

In short, the matter is temporarily resolved.

Of the two brothers of the Mu family, the murderer's older brother was already dead, and the younger brother, Mu Yanqing, knelt beside Mu Yanzi, with a look of sadness and self-blame.

Fortunately, Mu Yanqing is also a sensible person, so she won't come to trouble them.

Fei Xuan'er didn't know what medicine Mo Ye had given her, and she fainted aside as if she was out of breath.

The enemy's forces have almost been wiped out, and the rest are some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, which is no longer a concern.On the contrary, it was my own side. Although there were some injuries, it was obvious that it was the victorious side.

Cang Jue raised his eyebrows, and glanced around at the little soldiers above the coffin who were shaking their legs in shock and wonder.After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Wei Young.

Meaning, leave things to her.

He originally had the idea of ​​subduing this underground organization directly, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate.

After all, even though Mu Yanzi died, Mu Yanqing was still alive.

And Mu Yanqing is Wei Young's friend.

No matter what, he couldn't help giving Mu Yanqing face, right?

Wei Young understood, turned around and was about to walk towards Mu Yanqing.

Although Mu Yanqing is dumb in some respects, he is not an idiot.

Picking up Mu Yanzi's body, looked up at Weiyang and the others, turned around and walked towards the exit of the tomb, "'Qingyan Group' listen to the order and go home!"

His words became a life-saving straw at this moment.

I thought that these little soldiers would become captives with the death of their master, but who knew that Mu Yanqing, the second master, was actually friends with that fairy-like Miss Chu...

Everyone was excited, turned around in unison, and followed Mu Yanqing out of the tomb in fear.

Dozens of people left, and the tomb instantly became much emptier.

Wei Young took a deep breath, turned her head and looked at the strange coffin again.

What happened today was too unexpected.

Until now, she has not recovered from the excitement of seeing the boss and the others again.

Those friends, they are not relatives but they are better than relatives. From now on, perhaps they will be so separated by two worlds that they will never be able to reunite...

If it wasn't because of time constraints, she might have tried her best to keep the few of them behind.

I can't stay forever, but I can always do it for a while...

"Xiao Yang'er..." Cang Jue suddenly stretched out his hands from behind her and hugged her tightly.

His chin was resting on her head, his arms crossed and lightly hugged her waist, and he felt the little thing in her stomach that was less than two months old through her belly...

"Xiao Yang'er, do you regret it?" He suddenly asked.

There was deep anxiety in his tone.

Wei Young was taken aback.

The heart is sour and sweet.

The sad thing is that she gave him so little sense of security, so little that even he, a man who controls everything in his hands, would feel so uneasy.Self-blame and distress came to my heart.

The sweet thing is that his anxiety also represents his deep care and love.

Turning around, she stared at him fixedly.He narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, don't you know that the word 'regret' is never in my dictionary?!"