"I'm not worried that he will be in any danger, but...I'm afraid that he will cause trouble and be too high-profile." There was a trace of sadness in her eyes.
Mo Jiuling stared at her blankly, seeing her wet red dress clinging tightly to her body, outlining her perfect curves.
Rumo's long, shiny black hair was casually pulled up with a hairpin. Amidst the simplicity and plainness, there were still some drops of water remaining on her fair face, as if there were still warm water vapor transpiring.
Without any decorations or accessories, it is so simple, but without the rich and earthy, it makes people unable to take their eyes away.
In a blink of an eye, Mu Lingbo saw the profound look in his eyes on her. He couldn't help but lower his eyebrows and immediately grabbed a robe and put it on his body, "Get out of here."
Mo Jiuling chuckled softly, raised his robe and lay on her bed like a scoundrel. His usual way of doing things his own way was written between his brows: "I will only come in, not go out. And if I want to get out, I won't do it anywhere else except on the bed."
roll."
Mu Lingbo glanced at the willful look on his face, snorted lightly, and walked out the door, "Then just go away slowly."
A voice came from behind, "Why don't you roll around together? The bed is very comfortable!"
"Then I'll sell it to you!"
After leaving the inn, Mu Lingbo went to the roof out of boredom.
The moonlight this night is quite good, curved like a sickle, and bright like clouds and fog.
The stars all over the sky are shining, like diamonds breaking through the night, shining with silver light.
Mu Lingbo sat cross-legged, bathed in the moonlight, and channeled the sword energy in his body for another week.
Sure enough, it still didn't work, and I still couldn't break through the last layer of obstacles.
Thinking of the Bodhi fruit given by Mo Jiuling, she took it out, spread it out in her hands, and looked at it for another moment.
It's really distressing and depressing to hold such a good thing in your hands without even daring to eat it.
"Eat it if you want." A clear and playful voice came from behind, "If you don't want to part with it, I'll pick a few more for you next time."
Mu Lingbo clasped his fingers together and put them away again.
His tone was so casual and relaxed, but when I thought of the Red Lotus Water Prison, I felt a chill in my heart.
There have been so many unkillable demons throughout the ages, none of them could have caused chaos in the world. In the end, they were all thrown into the Red Lotus Water Prison and will never be reincarnated. What kind of place would that be?
"This kind of thing doesn't look delicious. If it doesn't have any effect, I don't want to swallow it without feeling like vomiting." She deliberately curled her lips in disgust.
With a slight wave of the robe beside her, the monster wearing a light green coat sat next to her.
There seems to be a nice fragrance coming from the tip of the nose, which is refreshing.
"Do you look like you have no appetite?"
Mu Lingbo opened his hand and pointed at the Bodhi fruit in a very disdainful tone, "Look for yourself, it looks like a dried blood clot, but it's just been ground into a round shape. No wonder it's called the Blood Bodhi Fruit. Who knows why?"
It's grown out, and just thinking about it makes me want to vomit."
Mo Jiuling looked at it carefully and chuckled helplessly, "Picky."
"As a human being, you can't be picky. There is no difference between you and an animal. Life is to be enjoyed, not to accept the consequences."
The corners of Mo Jiuling's mouth raised a slight upward curve, and she came closer, and the dark hair on her shawl fell on the side of her face, "Then how do you want to enjoy it?"
"Eating, drinking, having fun, having money to spend, this is enjoyment." Mu Lingbo silently turned his head to look at him, then stepped back a little distance, "Do you think it's vulgar? There's nothing you can do about it, you're born a vulgar person."
