Chapter 692 The Beautiful, Powerful and Miserable Devil Kidnapped the Little Fairy From Yaowang Valley

"...Write to senior brother Yunyao and tell him about the Zhong family brothers and sisters.

After all, Zhongli was a member of the imperial court. What he did was probably kept in the dark by his senior brother.

What we have to do now is to pull the trigger. As long as that person still wants to make a difference in the court, just ask the senior brother to call him back and hold him within seven inches, so we don't have to worry about him making trouble in the world. "

Based on her understanding of Zhongli, who had only met him a few times, he had a disdain for people in the world, so he probably couldn't let go of Vanity Fair.

Nangong Jue held the brush between his fingers and turned it around, with a smile in his eyes.

"Can I understand that the wife is venting her anger on her husband?"

Luoluo had never cared about such things. When he heard that Zhongli was seeking revenge from him, he had to write a letter to his senior brother. It was hard not to make him think too much!

Luo Shui was stunned, pursed his lips, and did not refute.

"You are my husband, is there anything wrong with me venting my anger on you?"

The two brothers and sister didn't know how to reflect, one was more ruthless than the other, it was clear that they hurt her first, Nangong Jue avenged her and returned Zhong Yun's sword, but now they have a grudge against them, what kind of truth is this.

Could it be that just because she was not dead, they could unscrupulously do such perfunctory things in the name of revenge?

They wanted to do it, but they had to ask her if she was willing!

The smile in Nangong Jue's eyes deepened. He felt that Luo Shui's words were so sweet that he wished he could hold him in his arms again and kiss her passionately.

"...Besides, please mention something about our marriage in your letter!" Luo Shui felt inexplicably guilty when he mentioned this.

I think senior brother will definitely be angry!

Nangong Jue's eyes lit up and he quickly agreed. Not only did he say one sentence, but he also wrote a lot of post-marriage experiences through various improvisations.

After writing two full pages, I put down the pen still unfinished.

Luo Shui heard the sound of the pen falling on the paper and felt something bad, "Did you add a sentence?"

She asked me to mention something, not to write a long article, right? !

Nangong Jue immediately stopped his hand and said seriously: "It's more than one sentence. Senior brother may be curious about our marriage, so I wrote two more sentences for my husband to avoid him having doubts."

Luo Shui: "..."

as long as you are happy!

After Nangong Jue sealed the letter, Luo Shui called Ling Xiao and asked him to send it to Yundu.

After Ling Xiao accepted the order, he left the team on horseback and headed towards a small road.

Three days later, Luo Shui arrived at the Demon Palace. At the same time, Yun Yao also received the letter she sent personally.

Yun Yao was so happy that a big smile appeared on his face when he saw the letter from his junior sister.

"Junior sister, are you okay?" he asked enthusiastically.

Ling Xiao was silent. He couldn't tell whether his master was good or bad.

"Your Highness, please read the letter!"

Yun Yao looked at his expressionless face, felt a thump in her heart, and opened the letter.

He had never seen Luo Shui's handwriting, but the handwriting on this letter was bold and unruly, leaping like a dragon and a snake, not like a woman's writing style.

"Isn't this letter written by junior sister?" Yun Yao frowned.

Ling Xiao replied: "...This letter is written by the master's husband."

"Husband?" Yun Yao felt a huge trough in his heart, his face was distorted for a moment, and he lost control of his expression.

It was definitely Nangong Jue who deceived Junior Sister, that hypocrite! !

He crushed the corners of the letter in his hand, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant. After losing weight twice, his angular face could now be seen, taking on the majesty and domineering look of an emperor.

The corners of Yun Yao's mouth tightened tightly, and he suppressed the urge that burst out in his heart to lead someone to beat Nangong Jue, and read the letter.