Duanmu Rou walked up to Jun Yimo and patted her shoulder, "Okay, okay, Momo, yesterday you taught me that I should have the courage to take control of my own happiness! Why do you become a shrinking girl when you are here?

Are you confused?"

Jun Yimo rolled his eyes helplessly and put his hand on Duanmu Rou's shoulder, looking like an evil scoundrel, "Sister, you really know how to draw inferences from one instance to another! I'm convinced YOU!"

Her words made the three people present a little confused and looked confused.

"Don't ask me what I was talking about just now. I was talking nonsense in my hometown dialect! Come on, let's eat!"

After saying that, she took the lead and sat down opposite Mo Ling, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

Duanmuyun brother and sister looked at each other, this Jun Yimo really didn't treat them as outsiders! The prince and princess hadn't even sat down yet, but she started eating happily.

They seemed to understand why she was attracted by Mo Lingjue, because like Mo Lingjue, she was informal and not afraid of power, and she was also as courageous and bold as him.

The position where she sat made Duanmuyun and Duanmurou a little embarrassed. They didn't know how to sit appropriately.

"Come here, sit next to me!" Mo Lingjue said calmly, his face expressionless. When he saw where Jun Yimo was sitting, his face didn't look good.

"Why? Everyone eats the same way wherever they sit. Didn't you see that I have already started eating?" As she said this, she did not forget to stuff another chopstick of food into her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt pain under her leg.

Bastard, this guy actually dares to kick himself? Does he think he doesn't know how long his legs are?

Her eyes narrowed, and she kicked the kick away again in displeasure, hitting him on the leg mercilessly.

But why were his legs so hard? They were as solid as rocks, and her feet were numb when he kicked them.

Brother and sister Duanmuyun didn't know exactly what the two of them were doing, but they could feel the undercurrent between them.

They suddenly had a feeling that they really didn't come at the right time.

It seems that before coming here next time, it is best to choose an auspicious day and time to avoid being accidentally affected again.

The next second, the food on the table in front of them suddenly and silently turned into ashes. Not to mention the food, even the tableware disappeared.

Even the bowl in front of Jun Yimo that he had just used turned into a piece of powder.

"Okay, there's nothing to eat, you can sit over here!" Mo Lingjue's cold voice sounded again, this time much colder, with unquestionable majesty.

Jun Yimo stared blankly at the food that had disappeared before his eyes, but he was thinking, how on earth did he control his spiritual power to such a precise level?

Even a bowl in front of her can be destroyed by him without her feeling anything. Is there anything he can't do?

Isn't this power too terrifying?

Mo Lingjue's age looks like he's only in his twenties, right? How could he have such unfathomable strength this time?

Not only Jun Yimo, but also the Duanmu Yun brothers and sisters standing on both sides of her stood there blankly, looking at the empty table in disbelief.

It turns out that this is Mo Lingjue's strength! Duanmu Yun was shocked. He had already completed the action from taking action to stopping before they even noticed his spiritual power.
Chapter completed!