Di Fuyi's eyes fell on Gu Xijiu, and there seemed to be pain and helplessness flashing in his eyes. He worked hard in the middle of the night and could no longer enter her dream. He was quite sure that she could restore all her memories last night, but he didn't expect...

Gu Xijiu's eyes fluttered on him, and his little mouth pursed, without saying anything.

Mo Zhao led her to walk closer to Di Fuyi two more steps: "Xijiu, do you have anything to say to him?"

Gu Xijiu seemed dissatisfied: "What do I have to say to him? Is he your prisoner or a guest?"

"He is a prisoner, but today he is a guest." Mo Zhao smiled.

Gu Xijiu pursed her lips and looked at Mo Zhao: "Brother Zhao, I heard that ordinary people have countless guests when they get married, lively and happy. You are the Lord, and your identity is much more noble than those ordinary people, but there are fewer guests. Why not let more people attend our wedding?"

This sentence was innocent and sharp. Mo Zhao paused for a moment and said lightly: "How can those ants participate in my wedding? Only those who are of higher level can come..."

Every day in this underground palace, I am always afraid that the spies outside will sneak in. A Le Niang can interrogate her for several days and investigate her ancestors for eight generations. How can outsiders get in under this situation?

Not to mention outsiders, even the subordinates from other bases dare not come...

Long Fan next to him didn't say anything, but he complained coldly in his heart.

Gu Xijiu seemed a little regretful, and her eyes fell on Di Fuyi: "Is he the only one who is of sufficient level?"

Mo Zhao's smile was slightly stiff: "Yes, Xijiu, this person is a dignified Zuo Tianshi, who is walking sideways in this continent. He is here to be our witness, and one can match a hundred."

Gu Xijiu pursed her mouth, turned her head and looked at Di Fuyi again: "So he is so strong, Brother Zhao, are you afraid of him too?"

Mo Zhao's face changed slightly: "How do you say this?"

Gu Xijiu said, "There are all your subordinates in this underground palace. You have such a high skill, and he is only one. I am afraid that he will not be able to make any mistakes if he lets go completely. Is he too powerful? So powerful that no one in this underground palace can subdue him, so he has to tie him up like this?"

Mo Zhao: "..."

He looked at Gu Xijiu. Gu Xijiu's eyes were extremely clear, and there was a real doubt in his eyes.

The smile on Mo Zhao's face was almost unhappy: "Xijiu, do you feel sorry for him?"

Gu Xijiu was calm: "I'm just a little strange... Brother Zhao is not very nervous about this person."

Mo Zhao: "...It's always good to be careful."

He paused and said, "Actually, I am not afraid of him, I just don't want him to make trouble on our happy days. That's why I keep locking him."

"Oh, that's it, but I think today is a happy day for you and me after all. It's like this that makes me sit there as a guest. I always feel it's not auspicious, and I feel a little bit of a shadow in my heart."

This is true, the people present said in their hearts that it would not be comfortable to see a bloody person sitting next to him on a happy day.

Everyone also felt that the Lord was still too careful. This Zuo Tianshi had been locked by the Spirit-Removing Lock for eight days, and his strength should have been almost gone. What's more, he is now in this demon cave, and even if he lets him go completely, he can't escape.
Chapter completed!