After her words fell, the woman in the yellow robe was stunned at first, and after a moment she also smiled.

"How did you know that I have a relationship with Xiao... Xiaozhu."

"Little Master? It seems that the identity of that kid is indeed not simple."

Dongfang Mo was a little curious, and then he continued to speak:

"Actually, you called yourself a member of the Gusu family before, so I felt that this surname was familiar. Later, I saw that the treasure in your hand could actually avoid the inspection of the cultivator in the Infant Realm. And I suddenly remembered that the kid was the same, with magic weapons emerging all over his body, so Xiaodao asked this question."

"I see."

The woman in yellow nodded.

"I remember when that boy left, he took my essence and blood and said he wanted to send someone to give me something. I guess this is the purpose of fellow Taoist's trip."

In Dongfang Mo's dim eyes, a bright light flashed faintly.

But looking at the glossy look in his eyes, the woman in the yellow robe did not answer, but raised her head with some disdain.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was even more certain about his guess, so he smiled.

"I dare to ask what the fellow Taoist is called."

The woman in yellow robe glanced at him and said:

"Gusu Wan'er!"

"Gusu Wan'er?"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Mo looked extremely strange and thought to himself why this name looks like a woman.

But when he accidentally saw the man's flat throat, he immediately showed a look of enlightenment, so he said without a trace:

"It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist in Gusu. I have been pursuing it for a long time. I have offended many Taoists before, so I hope that fellow Taoists will forgive me."

After speaking, he even pretended to bow.

Seeing this, Gusu Wan'er's eyes showed a hint of contempt.

Dongfang Mo's ability to change his face is faster than reading books. He was so fierce that he wanted to kill himself before, but now he looks like a smiling and good-looking man.

"It seems that the little master named you Dongfang Wufang, not without reason."

I just heard her speak sarcastically.

After the woman's words fell, Dongfang Mo's old face couldn't help but turn red.

He suddenly thought of the scene where he exchanged magic weapons with that boy Gusu Ci, and finally broke his word and regretted it. Not only that, at the blood clan auction, he also vacated hundreds of thousands of spirit stones from the boy.

But he was also a very thick-skinned person. His embarrassment flashed by and he smiled:

"Haha, my little master and I are close friends. Don't worry about some jokes."

"Who is so shameless to have a close friend to you."

Gusu Wan'er immediately said with a grudge against Gusu Ci. It seems that Dongfang Mo is even more shameless than she imagined.

"It's better not to mention old things. But this time your little master asked you to come. There should be something to hand over to Xiaodao, right?"

Dongfang Mo changed the subject and spoke seriously.

He clearly remembered that the boy was able to use the Qi Refining Period to urge magic weapons to be powerful.

He was extremely jealous of this at the beginning, but after a try, he was almost drained from the magic weapon in the boy's hand. After asking, he realized that it was necessary to induce blood.

So he later coaxed and deceived him, and even sweared to hand over his essence and blood to the kid, and let him go back and refine a few magic weapons for him. As a condition, he used the immortal root to exchange it with him.

Originally, he didn't have any hope for this, but just regarded it as a joke between the two. But that kid was also a strange man, and he actually sent someone to give him magic weapons.

It would be a false statement that he was not excited or excited at this time.

After the words fell, he looked at Gusu Wan'er with his eyes fixed on her, and even glanced back and forth on her.

Gusu Wan'er was so uncomfortable that she was staring at her, so she stopped stuttering.

He reached out and grabbed it, and took out three wooden boxes of one foot from his waist.

The three wooden boxes were glowing green, and there was a rich wooden spiritual power rippling on them.

As the two sat opposite each other, she placed the wooden box in the middle.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but suffocate his breath, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and slowly stretched his hand to the wooden box on the far left.

"Slow down!"

But just as he was about to touch the wooden box, a boneless little hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his wrist.

Dongfang Mo raised his head and found that Gusu Wan'er was looking at him with a smile.

"What does this mean by fellow Taoist Su?"

So he wondered.

"Haha, you probably forgot something!"

A trace of cunning flashed in Gusu Wan'er's eyes.

"Forgot something?"

Dongfang Mo still puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Gusu Wan'er pulled her pretty face down. She thought that Dongfang Mo was pretending to be confused with her understanding and insisted on her making it clear. She said:

"The little master once said that he would exchange something with you for magic weapons controlled by blood. Now that I have brought the magic weapons to you, should you take out that thing for me to see?"

"Things? What?"

Dongfang Mo's eyes were even more confused.

"you……"

Seeing that he was still pretending to be garlic, Gusu Wan'er's angry expression was beyond words.

"It seems that there should be some misunderstandings among fellow Taoists in Gusu."

Dongfang Mo was not in a hurry, but took his hand back and continued:

"To be honest, although your little master and I met by chance, we had a hardship. During this period, I took action several times to save him from danger. When he left reluctantly that day, he promised Xiaodao that he would give me some things. Although Xiaodao is not a great person, he did not intend to save him, so he refused again and again, but he refused."

Before Dongfang Mo could finish his words, he saw Gusu Wan'er's delicate body trembling in anger.

She pointed at Dongfang Mo's nose with one hand and cursed:

"You...you...you...it's obviously the little master who saved your life, but you turned around and saved her."

"Why are you trying to make a few moves? I wonder if you thought you had great skills!"

"What's even more hateful is that you actually said that the little master left you reluctantly? Do you think you are Sima Qi and other genius, plus Pan An's appearance? Even if it is Sima Qi, my little master would not look at him directly. You Taoist priest are shameless, I'm spoiled!"

Gusu Wan'er was extremely angry and spat him directly.

"Since you are so wronged, I'll take these things back..."

As she said that, she was about to put away the three boxes in front of her.

Dongfang Mo was sprayed with a fragrant look on his face by this woman, but he did not show any displeasure.

Instead, he moved as fast as lightning, grabbed the woman's white wrist with his backhand, sighed, and spoke happily:

"Hey... Although Xiaodao didn't plan anything, your little master had a good relationship with me. He had good intentions. If Xiaodao refused without knowing what was going on, it might make him feel heartbroken, and it would be really unreasonable. So Xiaodao accepted these things with shamelessness."

After speaking, Dongfang Mo pushed the woman's palm back and then hugged the three wooden boxes in front of him without any trace.

"By the way, after I go back, I hope that fellow Taoists of Gusu will preach a sentence for Xiaodao. They say that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and these secular etiquettes cannot be used by us monks."

"You... are so angry that I am!"

Gusu Wan'er clenched her silver teeth, and a violent wave of magic power surged all over her body.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was shocked.

"You're desperate!"

At this point, Gusu Wan'er realized that there were still monks in the Infant Realm looking for them. So she forced her anger and her magic power slowly stabilized.

"You don't even want your face, why are you doing your life?"

I heard her say angrily.

Seeing that the woman's anger subsided slightly, Dongfang Mo no longer paid attention to her, but took a box in front of her with a little excitement and looked at it.

Feeling the rich wooden spiritual power emitted from the box, he nodded with great satisfaction, and then buckled the covert button at the bottom of the box.

There was a "click" sound.

The box of one foot length pops up easily.

Dongfang Mo hurriedly looked in and saw that there was a white book cover in the box.

He took out the book cover in surprise and doubt. He even glanced into the box again, but there was nothing else except this book cover.

So he took the book cover in his hand and slowly spread it out.

I saw some words on it.
To be continued...