When Mu Lingbo saw that he was starting to create an imaginary enemy for himself again, he patted his back casually and signaled that he should leave as soon as it was getting late.
Mo Jiuling let go of her, but still held her hand tightly.
At night in the mountains, countless stars twinkle.
There was no trace of breeze, and it was so quiet that apart from their occasional whispers, there was only a little sound of feet stepping on dead branches.
"Have you ever considered getting married?"
That seemingly casual sentence, with a calm tone as if talking about family affairs, actually concealed a deep worry.
After all, he didn't know if her knot in her mind had reached such a serious level, or if she needed too long?
Mu Lingbo suddenly laughed, and he laughed angrily.
He glanced over and said, "Nonsense! Of course I have considered it! And I often talk about it!"
For example, when others try to influence her reputation, she will always remind her that she still has to get married.
"Is that so?" Mo Jiuling suppressed some emotion surging in her heart, her eyes still looking into the distance, "Should you choose a day, or should I choose a day?"
"Shouldn't you ask me first if I have any candidates?" She pretended to be naive.
Now that the key question has been answered, why should he hide his true nature as a big bad wolf?
He cast a sidelong glance with a cold and charming look that contained a kind and threatening look, "Is the person you want to choose a living person or a dead person?"
Mu Lingbo gritted his teeth and looked at him coldly, "Get out of here!"
…
When I returned to Suicheng, it was still late at night.
"We didn't stay at the Xianyun Inn. It's inconvenient to have so many people." Mu Lingbo had already informed us of everything that happened along the way. "Yaoxian Pavilion has been closed recently because we don't want too many people."
While chatting, the two people stood still almost at the same time.
This is a street not far from Yaoxian Pavilion, and it is now empty.
All the shops were closed and there were almost no lights.
"Guess who it is." Mu Lingbo spoke first, looking in the same direction as him.
"An old bastard." He replied coldly.
In an instant, a very light sound of clothes flashed past, a sound that only a very high level of cultivation could hear.
The next moment, a black shadow appeared in front of the two of them.
Dong Jing smiled kindly and looked at Mo Jiuling as if he were an old friend, "Mo Xiaojiu, long time no see."
The moment these words were spoken, Mo Jiuling's face turned frozen, "What did you say? The wind was too strong and I couldn't hear clearly."
"Is the wind very strong? Why didn't I notice it?" Dong Jing pretended that nothing happened just now, and immediately said, "You have changed a lot this time when you come back, otherwise let's try our skills again."
"Hit again?"
Dong Jing smiled very kindly, not as if he wanted to compete with others, "Why not? After all, we haven't fought against each other for many years."
"It's not very good. It's better to preserve your strength these days."
"There are times when you want to preserve your strength?" Dong Jing looked at him as if he didn't recognize him, "No, is it because the wind was too strong and I didn't hear clearly just now?"
Mo Jiuling said calmly, "I mean, you need to preserve your strength recently."
"It is indeed a familiar feeling to still be so arrogant." Dong Jing looked at Mu Lingbo, "Do you know that such a big change for you all can easily make people resent the injustice in the world? Do me a favor and let him discuss with me.
For the sake of me being Xiaobao’s godfather.”
Mo Jiuling's expression changed, and he flew away in an instant, "I'll fight you if you want. I'll teach you a lesson. You won't be able to approach them without my consent in the future!"
The two people quickly disappeared into the night. Dong Jing's speed gave Mu Lingbo no time to reply.
She still stood there because there was still one person who didn't come out.
