When the man in black heard the Ghost King's Mansion, he pushed the doctor angrily and scolded loudly, "Absurd! Why should I send the little thing that the Lord picked up in the polar ice cave to that god of killing!"

The doctor took a few steps back, kept a distance from the man in black, and said seriously: "It's not sent to the King of War! It's for the Princess of War!"

"That's ridiculous. That woman doesn't want a little thing, and she threw it in the polar ice cave. If it were the Lord, the little thing would have died long ago! Now the Lord is well-raised, and you want to send it back? Impossible!"

"Anyway, that little thing can't stay with the Lord. Sooner or later, it will harm the Lord. Whether you believe it or not, the little thing should go to the Princess to fight!"

"You keep saying to that woman, can you be sure that the little thing belongs to that woman? You have never even seen that woman, so what are you sure about?"

"Send it back! Otherwise, the Lord will die at the hands of the little thing. If you don't believe it, go to the Lord's bedroom later and say something to the Lord to see if the Lord will agree. If the Lord agrees, send the little thing away quickly."

The doctor waved his sleeves hard, said something to the man in black, and took it and left.

The man in black wrote down the doctor's words half-believingly, and went to the bedroom of his lord in a heavy mood.

In the bedroom, a man in silver and white sat on a chair, holding a small velvet, explaining the text formatted on the table with paper.

The man in silver and white saw the man in black approaching, put down the pen in his hand and asked patiently.

The man in black kept looking at the small velvet that was not a little aggressive, and his face became more and more complicated.

"Lord... the little thing seems to be in good spirits recently." The man in black casually pulled out topics that had nothing to do with the matter.

"Well, it may be that Dudu has slept a lot recently." The man in silver and white followed the fluff of the small velvet and replied with a smile.

The man in black saw a smile he had never seen before, and his heart twitched suddenly. If he suggested sending the little thing away, he would get stuck in his throat and couldn't say it.

"Honor... Lord... I feel that the little thing is quite spiritual. Do you think it will be someone else's pet? If the little thing belongs to someone else, let's return the little thing to others!"

The man in black kept his eyes open, guessing the words, and asked carefully.

The man in silver-white eyes suddenly darkened, and he was silent for a while, picked up Dudu, and asked with a slower speed: "Dudu, have you seen other people before you saw me?"

Seeing his noble Lord's childish behavior, the man in black forgot about his important matter for a moment and joked: "Lord, how can the little guy listen to you? It's useless for you to ask like this. I think the little guy..."

Before the man in black finished speaking, the man in silver and white wrote about the right and no on the paper. The small velvet raised his paws and patted the word "No".

The man in black was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, unable to speak.

"Did anyone put you in a polar ice cave?"

No!

"Have you ever lived with someone else?"

have!

“…”

The man in silver and white asked a few questions, but the claws of the small velvet were basically not slapped. The man in black was stunned and carefully recorded all the answers to the small velvet.

"Lord, although the little thing basically says no, it says that it has lived with others. Doesn't this mean that the little thing belongs to someone else? And..."

The man in black grabbed one of the answers that caught his attention and kept persuading his own master and returning to his original master.

The man in silver and white rubbed the ears of the small velvet and said slowly: "I know that the red-eyed woman you are looking for today is the one Dudu is looking for. If I find it, I will consider returning it."

"The woman on the scroll? The one who is red-eyed? Impossible! The little thing must not be raised by her, but another one."

The man in black said anxiously and said, "It was too late when he realized that the tongue was wrong."

The man in silver and white smiled suddenly, and his low voice dissipated from ethereality, only he could hear heavy sounds, "Do you know who raised Dudu?"

The man in black took his body and covered him and said, "I don't know, I just think that the woman with red eyes is related to the God of Killing. The God of Killing cannot raise any pets, so I dare to make a conclusion."

When the man in silver and white heard this, he didn't worry too much. He turned around and continued to recite the words on the paper, and the small velvet was whispering from time to time.

The man in black looked at it for a while and saw what the man in silver and white was doing, and integrated it without any trace.

The man in black took a deep breath and suddenly changed the subject, "Lord, that belle, I'm going to ask someone else to set up that robe. I wonder if the little thing will fit."

The man in silver and white was immersed in the fun of teaching the text, but did not react and said casually: "If you don't fit, then re-set it."

After the words came, the man in black face twitched to a little distorted. The man in silver and white realized that he was being slutted for a while.

The surrounding temperature dropped to the same as the polar ice cave.

The clothes hem was automatically without wind, and the pupils spiraled out a black hole-like vortex. The ethereal sound was covered by frost and became biting cold. "When did you know?"

The man in black who had never believed it was not believed in it, heard this indirect confession and was dizzy and kept coming.

After a dark night, the man in black said that he had seen him accidentally last night, and he scolded him in dissatisfaction and did not pursue him much.

The man in black looked at the small velvet and stepped forward with a tough bullet. "Lord, the main hall of the central axis has been deserted for many years. Recently, the deacons have often discussed the marriage of the Lord. Lord, then... the God of Killing has chosen the princess. Should the Lord also choose a wife?"

"Madam Lord?"

The pen in the man in silver and white suddenly slid down, subconsciously looking at the small velvet in his arms.

The man in black captured the position where his master's eyes fell, and his heart was suffocated and his face was ashamed.

"Lord! The deacons suggested that in a few days all the strange beauties gathered to the Immortal Palace, and the Lord chose a few to move into the main hall of the Central Axis. After the Lord got along with them, he would choose one of them as the wife of the Lord. What should I do with his ideas?"

The man in black suggested calmly, his eyes were low, his motionless, and his calm tone vaguely heard the unbearable feeling.

"No need, no choice. Without my own order, no woman is allowed to enter the Palace of Immortals." The man in silver and white picked up his pen and continued to write, without considering it at all.

The man in black looked dark and asked in a hard voice, "Lord, you won't like this little thing!"

"Crack--"

The pen in the man in silver and white suddenly broke into two pieces, and he kept his eyes open and kept silent.

When the man in black saw that his Lord's family avoided the problem, he suddenly became ruthless, "Lord, don't want the little thing to sit in the position of the Lord's wife. All strangers will not accept it. Lord, give me the little thing, I will send him back to his original place, I know who raised it before."

The man in black finished speaking and reached out to the small velvet.

The man in silver and white clothes swirled his pupils suddenly shrank, and the black hole-like vortex seemed to be able to swallow all the darkness in the world.

"You dare!"

The man in silver and white had a cluster of eyebrows, and the blue veins on his back swelled up. With one palm, the man in black was beaten out of the hall.
Chapter completed!