Mu Lingbo glanced at his arrogant expression coldly and said, "Give me back my belt!"
Like a magic trick, Mo Jiuling managed to untie his hands with a twist. His knuckled hands were holding the soft belt, and his deep black eyes seemed to want to speak, but he didn't speak.
As soon as she saw him, she thought of those things just now. Although she felt that even if he was a little more hateful, it would be better to be alive. But she still felt a little annoyed in her heart.
Dang even turned his face away and went to tidy up the wardrobe that had been messed up by the thousand-year-old raccoon dog just now.
"Give it back to you." Mo Jiuling, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak, and his white jade-like hands handed the belt to her.
Mu Lingbo stuffed the last pile of clothes into the cabinet and took a deep breath, "Have you recovered from the poison?"
"Not yet." Mo Jiuling's tone was calm, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just that my internal strength is still strong, so the cold poison triggered in my body can be suppressed for the time being."
"It seems that the strength of Lan Yueyue's poison this time is good for rabbits, but weak for humans. I will remind him next time that this poison can be improved."
Mo Jiuling played with the ribbon in his hand and smiled, "Senior Bai is still making the antidote, it will take about a day or two. After the antidote is made, Zhiqi cannot use his internal energy at will, so..."
"So?" She raised her eyebrows suddenly.
"No one of my protectors is by my side. There are many masters here, so I will leave my life to you for the time being."
"Mo Jiuling still needs protection from others!" There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
Mo Jiuling smiled faintly and said, "You are not someone else."
"Don't worry, no one here is interested in you, and no one will rape you first and then kill you."
His eyes lit up and he smiled cheekily and said, "If it's you, I don't mind. I'll rape you as much as you want, and I'll be willing to die."
"It's really better for you to die!"
Mo Jiuling put his hands on the back of the chair, resting his head on his arms, and moved closer quietly, "Lingbo, Senior Bai actually didn't want to, it was me who used Lihuo grass to seduce him. You should be better than me
I understand even more about his obsession with medicinal herbs."
"You are the mastermind yourself and you help him clear it out!"
"Anyway, my sin is unforgivable, and I have nothing to excuse myself... But seeing you feel sad for me is worth dying for once."
Mu Lingbo did not answer, but opened the article, "Lihuo Cao is one of the top legendary fire-attribute herbs?"
Mo Jiuling heard the curiosity in her tone, and took out a few more flaming grass sticks from her body. The color was as bright as the red sun, "I only gave him one stick, if you like the rest,
For you!"
Mu Lingbo glanced at it and was simply depressed, "The first person I see someone giving something to is giving grass..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang on the table, and he took out several small bottles and cans from nowhere.
"What is this?"
Mo Jiuling raised her lips and smiled, then took a few steps closer, picked up a purple medicine bottle and said, "This is the Jiuxuan Tiandan." He picked up a red medicine bottle and said, "This is the sixth-grade Wanhua Dan."
"Stop, stop, stop..." Mu Lingbo glanced at him suspiciously, "Isn't this an ancient magical elixir? The elixir masters have disappeared from the world. Where did you get it?"
"It doesn't matter where I got it, I'll give it to you if you like it." Mo Jiuling's arrogance was aroused again in his brows.
Mu Lingbo finally raised his head and looked at him seriously, his eyes full of threatening light, and asked as if casually, "I would rather know about the person who made the alchemy."
