Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 656 The fire of purgatory
"I—I can't sleep."

There was a hint of coquettishness in Tutu's voice: "Tutu wants to accompany the Holy Master. Holy Master, please try it quickly. Is this porridge good?"

Hua Wuxiang's eyes flickered, she seemed to be dazed for a moment looking at the bowl of porridge.

But he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly.

He picked up the bowl of porridge and took a sip: "Not bad."

Tutu's eyes lit up: "Then Holy Master, please drink all this porridge."

Hua Wuxiang looked at the bowl of porridge, her long and narrow eyes flashed an indistinguishable expression: "Okay."

He picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it clean.

Excitement flashed across Tutu's pretty face, and she raised her head and whispered, "Holy Master, from now on, Tutu will keep making supper for you, okay?"

"Okay." Hua Wuxiang responded casually, and began to read the book again.

Tutu's emerald green sleeves swayed slightly, and she graciously helped Hua Wuxiang grind the ink...

Such a scene used to make Ye Xuanji feel very warm, but now it felt extremely glaring.

Just because all of this seems to be the reappearance of the scene of that day.

It's just that his side is no longer the woman from before——

Ye Xuanji was inexplicably distressed, and looked sideways at Sha Hua.

She was hiding behind a big tree, her pale cheeks had turned pale.

The knuckles holding the big tree were pinched to a dead white color.

A pair of dark eyes are so deep that there is no end in sight, like a passage leading to hell...

"Holy Lord, Miss Shahua is ill, you, why don't you go and see her?"

Bunny opened his mouth cautiously.

Hua Wuxiang didn't raise her head: "It's okay, just take two more medicines and you'll be fine."

"Then--Miss Shahua is very special in the Lord's heart, right? They said--they all said that Miss Shahua is the right-hand man of the Lord..." Tutu had finished grinding the ink.

Hua Wuxiang's fingers that turned the pages of the book paused slightly, and then flipped them again.

The voice was faint: "Tutu, what do you want to know?"

Tutu lowered her eyes: "I... slave girl..."

(End of this chapter)