There was a faint smile on Mu Lingbo's lips. He moved his eyes and glanced directly at the thick fog in the north of the city. His voice was as cold as a clear spring, "There is something worth climbing up the wall in the middle of the night to read. Are you interested?"
?”
As if with just a slight step, he moved to her side.
An enchanting arc curved upward from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes were like dazzling black gems in the night.
Mo Jiuling narrowed her clear eyes slightly, looking at the looming hills and jungles in the mist, and hummed unhappily, "What the hell is this?"
There was a hint of solemnity in Mu Lingbo's beautiful face with her long hair floating around, and the cold light in her eyes silently betrayed her hostility towards that side.
Mo Jiuling frowned slightly, it seemed that direction made her very unhappy!
Following that cold light, the originally affectionate gaze suddenly poured out a cold and murderous aura.
Mu Lingbo said calmly, "What is that? You will know after your subordinates come back from investigating."
It seems that Qingyan knows what he should do very well. Since he has already taken care of things, he might as well take advantage of the good time and night to talk about love.
His eyebrows suddenly widened, and his arm swayed lightly on Mu Lingbo's shoulder. After that murderous moment, Mo Jiuling looked like he was leisurely enjoying the beautiful scenery with her, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't we forget about these conversations and concentrate on talking about it?"
Let’s get old.”
His cold eyes moved from the north of the city to Mo Jiuling. Mu Lingbo glanced at his casual arms, then looked at his handsome side face, and said with unclear meaning, "Okay, first of all, I'm curious about where you have been recently.
do what?"
Looking at each other for a moment, he looked away with an evil smile and said in a casual tone, "Is it possible that you haven't asked Qing Yan?"
"That's not entirely true, because he wasn't there."
The cold light in Mo Jiuling's eyes hinted at murderous intent, and he said casually, "It's nothing. A little accident happened, and I owe Yong Xi another blood debt. I didn't plan to hide it for much longer, but now I just started to make Yong Xi restless in advance."
After a pause, he continued in a cold voice, "Of course, these losers who failed in the sneak attack will end up in a worse place."
"Still haven't found out who leaked the secret?" Mu Lingbo held his hand back and quietly felt for his pulse.
His arm was suddenly withdrawn, and Mo Jiuling's eyebrows raised in an arc of displeasure, "Qing Yan is talking too much again."
She deliberately pretended to be casual, but he detected it instantly. She crossed her arms in displeasure and asked, "Could it be that you are planning to hide it from me?"
"It's just a small thing. I haven't had such a good fight in a long time." Mo Jiuling smiled lightly, "It's a pity that after all these years, the old guys are still stuck in the same place. They can't make any progress in this life."
The supreme status of Shenglin City is only lower than that of the City Lord and Shenzong, and its strength can be imagined.
"If it's a trivial matter, why did you shrink back when I felt your pulse?" Mu Lingbo snorted coldly.
"Even if you are a doctor, you can't heal those injured by the sword energy." Mo Jiuling took out a few vials as he spoke, smiling nonchalantly, "Do you still remember when I told you to wait for you in the Fantasy Valley?
The pill I gave you after detoxification? I couldn't help but swallow a few pills, so this little thing has no big impact."
Seeing that Mu Lingbo was about to speak again, he put several pill bottles in her hands and lazily jumped off the eaves, "Even if we are in love, we are rejected and hurt, so we should go and see Xiaobao."
"Damn it!" Mu Lingbo muttered dissatisfiedly, grabbing the medicine bottle and following him.
The melancholy Xiaobao in the hall was still looking up at the moon outside at 45 degrees.
