Chu Mo and Yaqin took advantage of everyone's excitement and hurriedly fled back to Tianzi No. 1 room. There was no way, who made him and Yaqin not say hello to the other women after what happened?
!
Unfortunately, the truth is so unpredictable. When Chu Mo and Yaqin opened the door of Tianzi No. 1 with excitement, their moods fell from heaven to hell.
Yes, it is hell. It is even irresponsible to say that they are more unlucky now than staying in hell.
You ask me why?
Haha, it's very simple! Lingqi, Zi Xuan, Shui Ling, Nian Yan, and Yi Lian were all sitting in the living room, waiting for the two of them.
Looking at the colorful and pretty people, Chu Mo couldn't help but swallow a large amount of saliva...
At this time, Yaqin was even more ashamed and wanted to find a place to get in.
"Xiaowu, come here first!" Lingqi, as the eldest sister, naturally has the aura of a leader, and she said coldly.
"Well..." Poor Yaqin, who was usually lively, now knew that she was in the wrong. She lowered her head and walked towards the girls with floral steps. There was a yellow chair beside the girls, which was
His special seat.
As for Chu Mo!
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Haha...is the floor on the ground considered his special seat?
"Master, where did you and Sister Yaqin go? There's no need to stay for a whole day to apologize, right?" As expected, the first person to ask the question was the little witch Elaine. As an apprentice, Elaine completely reversed the relationship between apprentice and master.
Relationship, she suddenly flashed her lovely blue eyes (definitely not closed eyes~~hehe!) and asked.
Chu Mo looked up and saw that the little girl was wearing a cute princess outfit today. Her pink and tender skin was exposed. Coupled with the little girl's cute face, Chu Mo felt dizzy and thought to himself: "It seems
The little girl has grown up!"
"Master, you are so shameless, why don't you dare to answer?" When the little girl saw that Chu Mo didn't answer, and looked at her with strange eyes, she raised her mouth and said angrily.
Who is Chu Mo?
As soon as he heard the little girl's scolding, he quickly woke up. He smiled slightly, took a step forward and said, "This matter is very complicated. I think..."
"Don't take another step forward, or you will be responsible for the consequences!" Zi Xuan's cold voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of "brush, brush" the sword being unsheathed.
Chu Mo glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Zi Xuan's cold face, his jade hand holding the purple sheath sword tightly, and his beautiful eyes staring at Chu Mo!
Sweat... Chu Mo quietly wiped a drop of cold sweat from his forehead, feeling helpless at the moment.
"I have something to do. Let's go upstairs first..." Yaqin obviously couldn't sit still anymore, so she hurriedly stood up and said.
"Sit down, no one is allowed to leave!" Zi Xuan's cold voice filled the entire Tianzi No. 1 room.
"I...I'm just talking...why are you so fierce..." Yaqin muttered in a low voice, but she still quickly sat down in her seat, but kept her head down...
Shui Ling sat next to the little girl. She was dressed in light blue and was looking at Chu Mo with worry. Sitting on the other side of Shui Ling was Nian Yan. As a priest, Nian Yan and Shengqi had a sacred aura.
Nian Yan, who was surrounded by noble and holy beauties, discovered that Chu Mo was observing her, but he smiled naughtily at Chu Mo, which made Chu Mo dizzy...
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"Chu Mo, do you know why everyone is sitting here waiting for you today?" Lingqi smiled charmingly, lightly pressed the thin sword at her waist, and asked immediately.
Chu Mo carefully took the expressions of the women into his mind one by one. When he heard Lingqi's question, he straightened up his chest, scanned the women with his deep black eyes, and caressed the black hair at the corner with his left hand.
He replied with his magnetic voice: "Actually, this matter is a misunderstanding..."
Before Chu Mo's voice fell, someone didn't know who whispered: "Let's fight!"
Then I saw a big fireball roaring directly towards Chu Mo's face.
Chu Mo used his blood-colored energy as a habit, and the Demon-Breaking Shield appeared naturally, blocking the fireball directly, but it wasn't over yet.
"Purple Qi is coming from the east!" There was a cooing sound, and a fast sword was blasted with purple light. Chu Mo looked up and saw that it was Zi Xuan. He saw Zi Xuanyu holding the sword, ready for Chu Mo to stab him.
The sword struck fast and hard, and the trembling purple light on the sword was Zi Xuan's fighting spirit.
"That's right, are you serious?" Chu Mo murmured to himself.
While he was talking, Lingqi had already arrived. She saw Lingqi draw her sword and stab it out. One Qi combined, one Qi transformed the three spirits, and one sword transformed into three swords. This was exactly the 'Three Deadly Chains of Immortals Swords' that Chu Mo taught him personally.
One form, one Qi can transform the three pure things!
"Fuck!" Chu Mo didn't dodge when he raised his true energy. He rushed towards Ernu and let the two swords strangle her without fighting back.
Seeing Chu Mo's desperate advance, even the two girls were shocked and shouted in unison: "Fool, don't come here..."
Unfortunately, they were still a step too late. Chu Mo had already planned it. Since he couldn't explain the matter clearly, he decided to use the old trick and come up with a bitter trick. He used his true energy to protect his heart and body.
Zixuan's swords pierced directly into Chu Mo's waist.
The girls never imagined that such a thing would happen. Lingqi and Zixuan were so frightened that they forgot to take their swords. The four girls, the little girl, Shui Ling, Nian Yan, and Yaqin ran forward, crying and screaming.
Chu Mo stabilized his body and felt the blood flowing out. He smiled evilly, took a big step forward, hugged Lingqi and Zixuan by the waist, but felt a pain in his waist and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The pain in his waist made his smile a little forced, but he still smiled and said: "I thought... you two are the only ones for me, but I didn't expect... there are so many occasional moments in this world..."
"Stop talking, stop talking, we believe in you, we believe in you!" Lingqi and Zi Xuan cried when they saw Chu Mo spurting blood. How could they still be angry?
"Do you really believe me?" Chu Mo smiled bitterly and asked weakly.
"Stop talking, save your body, and let Nian Yan come and save you. He is the saint of the Temple of Light. Please, Mo, stop talking..." Zi Xuan cried and begged.
"Get out of the way quickly and let Sister Nianyan come and save the master..." the little girl hurriedly shouted from behind.
"You...don't blame Yaqin..." Chu Mo looked at the women weakly and said immediately.
After saying that, he closed his eyes and fainted.
The girls suddenly lost their souls. Fortunately, the clergyman Nianyan was there. They prayed quickly, and a warm white light appeared in their hands, and soon surrounded Chu Mo.
The wound stabbed by the sword is healing quickly.
Seeing Chu Mo slowly recovering, the women gently put him into the room and stood beside him together, waiting for Chu Mo to wake up.
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