Chapter 1108 Arranging the rhythm of the funeral? 3
Qing Mo took Xuan Yu's hand and said with a smile, "Don't doubt, she is."

Xuan Yu immediately blushed, and secretly glanced at Yun Wuyi.

Yun Wuyi looked at the hands held by the two of them, and was a little surprised. She didn't expect the movements of the two to be so fast. So Xuan Yu can handle the big brother now?
"Boss...leader, I wonder if we can still talk like before?" Xuan Yu was not used to calling Yun Wuyi the leader, thinking that he was very comfortable getting along with him in the past, but after having this identity, he was somewhat restrained up.

Yun Wuyi turned her head to look at the sky, smiled and said nothing.

Since that time, she has liked to look at the sky, and when she has nothing to do, she likes to look at the distant sky in a daze.

It seemed that as long as she looked at it like this, Yu Wenhan might come back.

Xuan Yu and Qing Mo looked at each other, and they were slightly taken aback, not knowing how to speak.

After a long time, Yun Wuyi came back to her senses, said hello and left.

Looking at the girl's thinner back, Qing Mo couldn't help frowning, "There is sadness in the leader's eyes, an indelible sadness, what makes her so?"

"Is Xiaoyi troubled by love? She seems to be troubled by feelings?" Xuan Yu leaned her head on Qing Mo's shoulder and asked suspiciously.

Qing Mo shook her head and sighed, "I don't know, I hope she's okay."

"Why do you say that?" Xuan Yu looked at Qing Mo's profile in puzzlement.

"Intuition, I always feel that she is different, but I can't tell what is different." Qingmo sighed helplessly. He is just an ordinary person, and he can't tell her unnecessary words. All is well.

Yun Wuyi quietly placed the Feng Lingshi in the main hall of the Guangming God Realm, and then left alone.

Back on the mainland, Yun Wuyi didn't know where to go. It hadn't been three months yet, and she still couldn't take the monsters to the dark world, so she still had to wait, continue to wait.

During this period of time, Yun Wuyi tried her best to stay with her family in ghosts, but Yun Feng and Yun Fang kept sending news that there was no whereabouts of Yu Wenhan.

This made other people's hearts gradually sink to the bottom, especially Si Yan. He became more and more worried about Yun Wuyi, and later even looked at Yun Wuyi when she was sleeping.

And the calmest one was Yun Wuyi, she didn't seem to respond, she just stayed with her family every day.

Another month passed, and Ghost ushered in an old acquaintance.

Master Dongyan brought his [-]-bedroom wife to visit ghosts.

In the southeast, northwest, and the other three have returned to the wild island, only Dong Yin managed to gain a firm foothold in the mainland, and his dream came true, and he married eighteen beautiful wives in a row.

Maybe it's because Dong Yu was born with the same growth as a human being, and his strength is good. No, he is really popular with these beauties.

Seeing Yun Wuyi, Dong Yin still felt that he still liked Yun Meiren the most, but unfortunately she already had a master, so he could only hug his wives and squat in the corner silently.

"You're doing well." Si Yan rarely put on airs, looked at Dong Yin and said with a smile.

"Where is it, I am lucky, thanks to the great benefactors who solved the crisis on my barren island, and made the world peaceful." Dong Yin replied very politely.

"Get out!" Si Yan glanced at Dong Yin.

Dong Yin continued to smile, "We are all civilized people, please pay attention to civilized language."

"Are you also a civilized person?" Si Yan really wanted to laugh his teeth out, "I don't know who Ruhua climbed onto the bed... and followed the girl shamelessly..."

Dong Yin's expression changed, and the eyes of the eighteen wives beside him turned and stared at him.

(End of this chapter)

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