C8

"Lian'er!" Chu Moxi's face turned darker and darker as she listened to the sound of the silk bamboo.

"Yes, boss." Lian'er pushed open the door and entered.

"Lian'er, what time is it now? "Why is the yard in front so noisy?" Duke Chu's mansion had strict rules, and it was not something he could tolerate.

"Boss, did you forget? In seven days, the Duke's sixtieth birthday will come, and three days later, the Duke will return to the Residence. The Emperor has come with the decree to allow the Residence to sing and dance for seven days. " Lian'er's face had a hint of excitement. After all, 14 years old was a child's time.

Duke's birthday? "I seem to recall hearing that maid of the first wife mention it before." Lian'er, go to the front courtyard. "

"Boss, Lian'er won't go. Lian'er will accompany you." Lian'er frantically grabbed onto Chu Moxi's hand, thinking that Chu Moxi didn't want her anymore. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Lian'er was wrong. We shouldn't have overheard the song from the front yard."

A smile hung on Chu Moxi's face. What was this girl thinking about? " "What I mean is that in the next few days, you should go to the front yard to have a look. I'm busy cultivating, so I don't need you to accompany me." This stubborn girl was really cute.

"Boss …" Lian'er lifted it up and stole a glance at Chu Moxi. After confirming that she wasn't joking, she lowered her head and said, "I think it's better if I don't go. Lian'er is waiting outside."

"Silly girl, there's no need. If you don't listen, then I really won't want you. " Chu Moxi intentionally stared at Lian'er as she spoke.

"Yes, yes, Lian'er, be obedient …" Lian'er hurriedly replied, afraid that Chu Moxi would chase her away.

"Haha …" Chu Moxie almost burst out laughing, "Go on, be careful." He looked at the sky outside the window. The frozen figure was about to arrive. Chu Moxi had given Shang Chen the nickname Frozen Man. It was indeed appropriate.

"Got it, thank you boss." When Lian'er saw that Chu Moxi wasn't angry at all, she felt reassured in her heart. Then, she hopped out of the room.

Watching Lian'er's departing figure, a smile appeared on Chu Moxi's face. "A child's temperament …"

"Take care of yourself first." The voice drifted in from the courtyard, and Chu Moxi immediately knew who it was.

"Come without a trace, does he think he's a ghost …" Chu Moxi muttered as she jumped down from the bed and walked out of the room.

Arriving at the courtyard, he saw a dark blue figure standing there. At this moment, a cold wind was blowing, causing the surroundings to sway incessantly. The corners of his clothes didn't even move; his strength should at least be at the Psionic Imperial Realm.

Chu Moxi curled her lips, "Not only is it an ice cube, but also a demon-level character." Even though she had just arrived, she understood that only a Psionic Imperial Realm warrior would possess such strength. This man was only slightly over twenty years old. A twenty year old Psionic Imperial Realm warrior, if he wasn't a monster, what else could he be?

Chu Moxi's mutterings could not escape Shang Chen's ears. With his back facing Chu Moxi, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted up, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes." Did she dare to disobey?

"Let's take a look." Turning around, the masked face immediately became an ice sculpture. The purple sword appeared in his hand. However, it wasn't thrown onto the ground like the first time. Instead, it was waiting for Chu Moxi to retrieve it herself.

What are you trying to say? Since I'm not as strong as you, I'll endure it! One day, I will also have such a sword. As her eyes rolled around, Chu Moxi was trying to figure out if she could resume her old business, "Got it."

He was in a trance again. Shang Chen really wanted to pry open this little woman's head and see what she was thinking.

Chu Moxie's mind was wandering and she quickly returned to normal. Her sword danced in her hand, whistling through the wind, its body like a swallow. Although it was not as smooth as Shang Chen's, it was still pretty low.

Chu Moxi practiced her sword technique once, and then lowered her head to wait for the frozen man's comment. She had some confidence in her own sword technique, but who knew if this frozen man would have turtle hair?