Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Just like now.

Shen Qing held her arms in both hands, and the temperature of the palm of her hand was transmitted to her through the thin cloth, which made Maoqi feel greedy.

She was the shadow growing up in the dark and cold place. It was the Lord who made her stand in the sun, and he gave her the temperature.

Mao Qi thought in his heart, but calmly pulled out his arm. When Chao Shen Qing came back to the topic at the beginning, she said: "master, you should have a rest first."

It's hard to get away from the smiles in the palace. Shen Qing's tired face is no longer covered up. He says to Maoqi, "I'll sleep for a while, and you'll call me up when I have dinner."

"Yes, Lord." Mao Qi answered, went to take off his outer robe for Shen Qing, and watched him lie down on the bed. She sat in the dark with her sword in her arms, always alert to the movement around her.

As long as there is danger, she can rush to the bedside to protect the Lord.

Fortunately, the temple is much calmer than the cannibal place in the imperial palace. At least it looks like this on the surface. At least it can give Shen Qingshi a good sleep.

However, the heavy rain that many people gathered here did not fall.

When the bell rings, Maoqi knows it's time to eat. She doesn't have to get up and walk to the bed. Shen Qing, who was sleeping, opens her eyes.

As soon as Fang opened his eyes, Shen Qingshi's fundus was clear. It didn't look like he had just woken up from his sleep. But when he saw Mao Qi, Shen Qingshi's fundus was covered with a layer of fog.

It was like a moment of relaxation.

"Is it time?" Shen Qing sat up with one hand and pinched it in the middle of his eyebrows.

Mao Qi answered and recognized that his voice was hoarse. Then he turned to pour a cup of tea on the table and went to the bedside.

"Master, moisten your throat first." Mao Qi handed over the tea and said softly.

Shen Qing didn't reach for it. Instead, she put her head in her hand and drank a cup of tea. Mao Qi didn't feel that something was wrong. Anyway, since she was transferred to the master to serve her, she was doing all these things.

From the beginning, she was taught that everything she did was the master's, that life and death were the master's, and that even life was the master's, so there was no such thing as male and female defense.

"Master, do you want to go to the dining hall for dinner, or do you want to go down to the kitchen and bring it to you?" While waiting on Shen Qing, he put on his robe and combed his hair. Mao Qi asked.

Shen Qing half closed her eyes and felt her fingers rub on her scalp. It was soft and itchy, which made him want to shudder.

But he was calm and didn't show any difference.

Shen Qing wanted to do something, but he didn't dare to do anything. He didn't have to look back. He knew that Mao Qi behind him must be doing such intimate and gentle things without expression.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing sighed subconsciously.

In his present situation, he did not dare to put what he thought into practice.

"Go to the dining hall." Shen Qingshi said, "if you want to stay in this temple for a few days, you have to go and see who we are sheltering from the rain with."

His situation is not good, so naturally there are no uncontrollable factors around him.

Such factors exist a little more, for him, it is more dangerous.