Jun Wuchen doesn’t know about Yun Luo’s inner happiness for the time being.
He would not even know that he was only one step away from the truth he wanted to know.
"Since you are so worried, how about making a deal?"
Jun Wuchen looked at her with interest, "You do me a small favor, and I will promise you not to pursue Xiao Mo's identity anymore."
Yun Luo thought about it carefully. She had no confidence that she could deceive Jun Wuchen. The best way was to let him give up his thoughts.
She raised her eyebrows: "What are you busy with?"
"It's just a small matter, you agree first, and I will tell you later."
Although Jun Wuchen said this, he smiled with evil intentions.
Yun Luo crossed his arms and said, "Speak first."
"We can't say it now." Jun Wuchen thought to himself, if you say it, why don't you run away?
He is not stupid, he will coax her into agreeing first.
"Then do you think I'm stupid?"
Yun Luo was not easy to fool. She smiled coldly and said, "If you don't say I'm going to pull you down, who cares?"
Jun Wuchen was furious. Suddenly, he smiled sinisterly: "Yun Luo, don't forget that you are only at the seventh level, and you are not my opponent yet."
"What do you want?" Yun Luo looked at him warily.
"In this world where the strong are respected, whoever has a strong fist has the right to speak. It's okay if you don't agree, as long as I agree."
Jun Wuchen smiled in a ruthless manner and spoke carelessly, yet revealingly cruel.
Yun Luo's face suddenly darkened and he felt depressed.
But Jun Wuchen is right. In this world, if you are not as strong as others, you have no right to speak.
In this case, Yun Luo had nothing to say, "What do you want me to do?"
"Well, you'll know tomorrow." Jun Wuchen smiled in a very cunning way, like a dark fox who stole a chicken, with a look of pride in his eyes.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Yun Luo snorted lightly.
Jun Wuchen didn't care and snickered for a long time. He suddenly remembered something and had an exquisite jade box half a foot long in his hand, which he threw to Yun Luo.
"Give it to you."
"What?" Yun Luo caught the jade box and looked at him puzzled.
"You'll know if you open it and take a look," Jun Wuchen said with a smile, seeming to be in a good mood.
Yun Luo couldn't figure out what he wanted to do and rolled his eyes in his heart.
She opened the jade box casually.
In an instant, a quiet and refreshing fragrance spread out, filling the entire room, extremely overbearing!
I saw only a beautiful flower that was as white and clear as ice and snow, lying quietly in the jade box.
Its petals are layered on top of each other and are extremely complicated. Each one is crystal clear and has a translucent luster, really like an ice sculpture.
The petals are half open and half closed, exuding a quiet but overbearing fragrance.
Yun Luo's expression suddenly changed. His body was faster than his brain, and he closed the jade box tightly with a "pop!"
With the isolation of the jade box, the overbearing fragrance slowly faded away.
"How's it going? Do you like it?" Jun Wuchen's purple eyes shone slightly, as if he was looking at her expectantly, but there was a playful smile at the corner of his mouth
Yun Luo immediately understood that he did it on purpose!
"You..." Yun Luo was angry and amused. How could he throw such a precious thing to her casually just to see her change her face?
The ice-like flowers in this jade box are nothing else.
It was what Yun Luo had mentioned to Yun Changmao before, the precious spiritual object collected by the Yun Mansion - the century-old snow lotus!
However, the one that Jun Wuchen brought should not belong to the Yun Mansion. It is older, almost a thousand years old.
Seriously good stuff.
"Give it to me? Are you kidding me?" Yun Luo looked at him in surprise.