72. Chapter 72 Which stone did you have your son with?
The hall was just as empty as outside, and it was deathly silent.
Mu Lingbo threw a few stones, but there was no reaction.
After searching all around, there is no trace of Xiaobao. If it is in the second half of the small building, it must go through the center.
The first step into the front hall, the floor where your toes hit suddenly began to sink, as if you stepped on a piece of wood floating on the water.
Suddenly, a large web quickly moved towards the center from all directions. It was as fine as a spider web, and there was no way out from the front, back, left, right and top.
Mu Lingbo's clear cold eyes turned into a smile, he closed his fingers, and a bright silver light rose from the palm of his hand. At the moment when the big net spread out, he drew a cross in the middle.
The next second, her red figure passed through the middle like a leaping carp.
When she landed on the ground and turned around, the net did not stop and was still moving in her direction.
Mu Lingbo jumped up, and several dazzling sword lights flew through the air. The big net suddenly fell like a puppet with its strings broken.
She curled her lips, thinking that this little trick could be used as a trap.
She heard a roar in her ears, and an iron fence fell from the sky. When she hid again, she was no longer in a hurry, and her whole body was locked in a cage formed by iron pillars.
The weak candlelight in the hall was immediately extinguished, and all light was cut off wherever the sight could be seen.
I could vaguely see the curtains floating in the darkness like the waves of the sea of leaves.
Among the overlapping curtains in front, a figure suddenly appeared. It had only a dark outline, but it was like a delicate and daunting silhouette.
Mu Lingbo's eyes darkened and he looked in that direction, a faint hum coming from his nose.
The visitor's steps were ghostly, and he had already reached her in a few steps.
The robe was as elegant as the waves in the wind, and the slender figure was perfect. The mask on her face was blurred in the darkness, and those deep but bright black eyes were firmly locked on her body.
Although his face is not shown and his appearance cannot be seen, the grace of this shadow is enough to linger in people's minds and cannot be dissipated.
Mu Lingbo raised his eyelids and said rudely, "Hey, are you locking me in a cage just to show me that you look like a gangster?"
Humph, wear a mask, just like an opera singer!
Mo Jiuling raised his hand to uncover the mask and threw it away casually. His black hair fell from under the mask like a waterfall, his eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night, his beautiful and cold appearance, and a cold and charming smile on his lips, "Speaking of
Who can act better than you in acting, the one who came back from the dead...Fu Lingbo?"
Mu Lingbo reminded, "My surname is Mu, please don't associate me with the Fu family. Thank you!"
Mo Jiuling walked gently around the cage, but his eyes never left her for a moment, "It doesn't matter what your last name is, you can talk nonsense as you like. But do you dare to deny that that person was you back then?"
"I did so many stupid things back then!" She whispered coldly.
"Keep pretending." Mo Jiuling chuckled in a charming voice, "For example, tell me first, which stone did you give birth to a son from?"
His steps stopped, and there was a dim light in his eyes.
The last note also suddenly became colder, and a dangerous aura instantly enveloped the darkness.
Stone……
Mu Lingbo was confused for a moment, and then remembered Xiaobao's stone story.
Even though he knew he was being controlled by others, he couldn't help but curve his mouth.
