The evil host always goes offline

Chapter 110 Mirror Image of Heart (47)

"I see, you go back to the hall to rest first."

Yura felt a headache when she heard her crying, so she hurriedly coaxed her back.

This person has never organized a crowd before, and she doesn't know what to do when something happens, she only knows how to cry, so she can only coax people back first and then come back to appease everyone.

"What should we do now?"

Hodgson has always been confused about these things, so he asked Akers.

Akers frowned, and glanced at Yula who was sitting restlessly in the distance.

"The mood of the masses has been calmed down now, but we still owe them an explanation."

Hodgson asked: "How to explain?"

Akers sighed, "I don't know. At present, I can only tell them that they will lock up Pei'er until they find the Holy Mirror to prove it."

"Then I'll tell them." Hodgson was about to leave, but was stopped by Akers.

"Wait, talk to Yura first, lest she get angry again later."

"Oh."

Akers watched Hodgson walking towards Yula, and the two seemed to have some disagreements. Yula looked at him with complicated eyes, as if he was going to come.

Sure enough, Yura seemed to have made a certain decision and strode up to Akers.

"We say that to the outside world, but we can't keep Pei'er locked up. After all, if she is a real saint, this will become a big joke in our Holy Castle."

Akers frowned and thought, and took a step back: "You can't let her go out of the range of the Holy Castle, otherwise she will be unclear if she is discovered."

Yura didn't object this time, "Yes."
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Hui Sheng returned to the villa and Allen was sitting on the sofa with a cold face.

Seeing her come in, he raised his head proudly.

Hui Sheng swept his eyes and walked straight towards the sofa.

Allen hummed and was about to speak.

"Don't think..."

"Little cutie, come up."

Amy, who was waiting by the side, clearly saw Alan's froze expression, lowered her head slightly, and followed her upstairs.

Missing Allen: What? !
Hui Sheng entered Amy's room, took out a bottle, opened it, and poured the liquid into her glass.

"Have a taste."

Amy drank it after hearing the words.

Hui Sheng was curious: "How do you feel?"

"It's a little sweet." After Amy finished speaking, she felt a little itchy on her back, and couldn't help but let out her wings.

"Young Master, my back..."

Hui Sheng smiled and said, "It's okay, it's normal."

Amy has 100% trust in Hui Sheng, and she endured what she said.

After waiting for half the salary, Hui Sheng saw that it was almost the same, and pulled Amy to the full-length mirror.

"Look."

Amy was stunned, and looked at Hui Sheng in a panic, "Young master, I..."

"Like it?"

Amy was stunned. Seeing that Hui Sheng didn't mean to be angry, she looked at the white wings in the mirror, her face flushed slightly: "I like it."

Hui Sheng sighed softly, "Hey, my little cutie looks good in everything."

"Young Master." Amy's face turned red and she looked at the wings in the mirror. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them.

Most demons like their own wings, but Amy likes the wings of angels, she feels very comfortable, but she dare not reveal these thoughts, she didn't expect the young master to be so careful and didn't mind.

"I'll go first, you appreciate it."

"Young master." Amy turned her head abruptly, called Hui Sheng to stop, blushed and rubbed her fingers, "Thank you, young master."

"Pfft." Hui Sheng smiled, "Let's go."

At the door, a demon with dark eyes stood in the corridor.

"What are you doing in her room?" Allen said quietly.

Hui Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's up to me?"

Allen's pretentiously cold image was shattered, and he complained aggrievedly, "It's not you."

Hui Sheng: "..." What does it matter to me?

(End of this chapter)