It just means that he doesn't deserve this golden dragon of luck.

As for who the real suitable person is, is there any need to think about it?

"So, the saint thinks that the successor of the Human Emperor is the most suitable candidate?" Zhou Mu secretly gritted his teeth and spit out.

Song Miaoyu lowered her eyes slightly and did not speak, but she obviously acquiesced.

"Ah……"

Zhou Mu couldn't help but laugh sarcastically and said: "As expected of the Saint of the Human Emperor's Palace, she is truly loyal."

"As expected, as the rumors say, you are nothing more than the forbidden concubine of the Human Emperor's heir, a bird in a cage."

It is absolutely impossible for Zhou Mu to give up the Luck Golden Dragon.

This is the only straw for him to rise. If it is loosened, he will sink completely and will never be able to rise.

Therefore, don’t say that Song Miaoyu, the saint of the Human Emperor’s Palace, is here.

Even if Chu Xiao, the successor of the Human Emperor, is here, Zhou Mu still has to fight and cannot give up directly.

When Song Miaoyu heard this, her slender hands clenched tightly.

The face is as beautiful as a sculpture, without any expression.

Everyone regarded her as a vase, as a companion and plaything for the emperor's heir.

But she is also a human being and has her own self-esteem and dignity!

See Song Miaoyu's subtle emotional changes.

Zhou Mu's eyes lit up.

He wanted to disturb Song Miaoyu's mind and then take advantage of the opportunity to take action.

He continued: "Let me think about it, Saintess, you are the treasure body of all medicines."

"Could it be that you are a great medicine for the human body, and when the time is completely ripe, you will be harvested by the successor of the Human Emperor?"

"If this is the case, then you, Saint, are too pathetic."

"I have devoted myself wholeheartedly to the Human Emperor's Palace and the Human Emperor's descendants, but I ended up like this!"

Zhou Mu made sarcasm one after another, trying to shake Song Miaoyu's mind and look for opportunities.

Song Miaoyu said nothing, her eyes were cold and like frost.
Chapter completed!