Chapter 391: The red background is in the sky, the magic power is boundless
Su Bei stuck his head out of the window and took a closer look at the crossing. Apart from the unique scenery, he didn't find anything interesting.
When he turned around, he saw that Mo Li had completely taken off his clothes. Under the light of a few lights, his satin-like skin was white and rosy with an ivory luster.
Seeing Su Bei looking at her unblinkingly, Mo Li glanced at Su Bei casually and sat on the bed without any hesitation.
Then she bent her legs in front of him and handed the jade feet over. The flesh-colored ice silk legs extended to the middle of her thighs. They were not pulled apart, but were just slightly pulled up at the top.
A ring was rolled up at the top of the sock, as if it were two sycamore-colored bracelets hooped around the white jade legs.
The high-heeled embroidered shoes are hooked upwards with jade toes, and there are no buttons on the heels. Half of them hang between the feet. Under the ice silk silk, there are slender ankles that are semi-transparent. Under the reflection of the candlelight, they reflect a faint and wonderful luster.
...
Mo Li's fingertips gently touched his lower lip, his dark eyebrows were lightly tapped, his red lips were unstained but red, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a playful smile:
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Su Bei took a deep breath, then under her gaze, turned back, carefully closed the doors and windows, and drew the bamboo curtains.
After doing this, he looked at her fiercely:
"There were so many people outside just now, you embarrassed my teacher!"
"How will my master punish you?"
Mo Li put his legs together and dropped his high-heeled embroidered shoes to the ground.
——Bang.
She got up, slowly knelt on the bed, straightened her waist, blinked her eyes, looked at Su Bei expectantly, and giggled:
"What are you talking about, Master? Did my disciple do anything wrong?"
"Disciple doesn't know..."
Su Bei looked at her with a dark look on his face, walked towards the bed, bent down, and picked up a pair of high-heeled embroidered shoes that she had dropped on the floor.
Mo Li looked at his movements with some confusion, then tilted his head, watching him straighten his legs, put the embroidered shoes on his feet again with a serious look on his face, and tied a nice knot on his ankle with a ribbon.
Bow tie?
"Master, what are you doing? My disciple has just taken them off. Why are you giving me your shoes?"
Su Bei smiled and said something she didn't understand:
"Just put it on."
"Why?"
"There is a saying that goes, if the red background is in the sky, the magic power is boundless."
Mo Li slowly came over, smelling the fragrance, and murmured:
"But the soles of my disciple's shoes are black."
"Then it changed today, everything is dark..."
"..."
...
Xiashui Pass, inside an inn.
Just after Su Bei and Mo Li entered the inn, a waiter walked towards the room next to him. There was a middle-aged man sitting in the room, holding a bowl of hot tea in his hand and reading a book of war.
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"What's up?"
Seeing the man arriving in a hurry, the middle-aged man put down the military book in his hand and looked at him with some confusion.
"Shopkeeper, how many days will your shipment to Xizhou be ready to leave?"
"Three days from now, why are you asking this suddenly?"
The guy rubbed his hands, then cautiously came forward and said:
"I was looking at the tea stall outside just now, and then a very handsome man came and asked when the ferry would arrive at the ferry."
"I think since the war at Xiashui Pass got serious, almost all the caravans have retreated to the land route, and our caravan is the only one left to take the water route. Even the ordinary monks are afraid of the group of people in Cangjiang.
The dragon will not dare to cross the river for a while."
"Since that man dared to ask this, I'm afraid he has a lot of background. We also traveled around together with the shopkeeper, so we have some skills in seeing people. As soon as he entered the city gate, I glanced at him. It happened to be
Give him those eyes
Right."
"Strange to say, I felt that my legs were weak at that time, and I almost collapsed on the ground. Fortunately, the guy next to me helped me, so I didn't embarrass myself."
"..."
The middle-aged man looked a little stunned:
"What you are saying is a bit mysterious, isn't it? What if you are a monk? It's not like I haven't seen it for so many years. Even the so-called golden elixir monk can't let you know at a glance..."
"And there are a lot of monks in Xiashui Pass now."
The waiter took a sip of tea and said mysteriously:
"The main reason is that I think that person might have a good background. Shopkeeper, you are right to form a good relationship with him now."
"These days there is a lot of war and chaos. Not to mention how popular it is to have a monk in charge of the caravan..."
The middle-aged man pouted, hesitated and said:
"What you said is true. The key thing is that I can't figure it out. What are these monks doing here?"
"..."
"What else can we do? Shopkeeper, you also know that the war in Xiashui Pass has been tense recently. Those monks may be under the command of King Zhenbei or King Fuzhong, but I don't know how important they can be."
"I see that the young master is quite kind-hearted. Even if he is just a marginal figure, he is still a very important figure to us. We should make good friends with him."
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment:
"The main reason is that I just met a group of monks who went to Xizhou for training a few days ago. The leader is an inner disciple of the Sword Sect and has a very powerful background. Otherwise, why would I suddenly take the waterway?"
"I have already given them money to protect our caravan, but now we really don't have enough money."
"Well, you go and tell the monk that we don't want money to give them a ride."
"..."
The waiter nodded, and once he heard that the shopkeeper knew the inner disciples of the Knife Sect, he stopped saying anything.
After all, that man has a big background. Can he be as big as an inner disciple of the sword sect, one of the top ten sects in the world?
...
Perhaps it was because the weather was better today, or because the bed in Subei was so comfortable, the two of them slept until the sun was up and then woke up.
The wrinkled silk quilt easily outlines the sleeping posture of the two embracing each other.
Mo Li slowly opened his eyes and looked at Su Bei's face close to Chi Chi's. It seemed that there was still warmth under his body. He moved a little and slid out.
He frowned, stretched out his delicate jade fingers and scratched Su Bei's nose, and licked his auricle:
"Master, it's time to get up."
Su Bei's eyelashes fluttered a few times, but he did not open his eyes. He turned over and pressed Mo Li under him, tightened his arms, and hugged her tightly.
The intoxicating fragrance, the messy silver hair, the slender, boneless waist...
With such a charm, just a hug is enough, not to mention the possibility of more in-depth communication.
Various noises outside the window kept coming through the bamboo curtains. Su Bei slowly sat up and looked out the window in silence.
"There will be no merchant ships until three days later, so my disciple suggested that Master pay a visit to King Zhenbei today."
"Although he is not at Xiashui Pass, he should be easier to talk to than King Fuzhong."