Ever since arriving in the original land, Zhong Wen has never been so busy.
Refining elixirs, setting up formations, training subordinates, spying on the enemy...
Under the strong pressure of the Demon Extermination Order, he felt that his potential was stimulated to the extreme. He kept spinning for twelve hours a day, and even did not drink a sip of water or eat a sip of food for three consecutive days.
It is said that even if you are an iron man, your body will eventually be overwhelmed by such high-intensity mental and physical work without sleep.
Fortunately, Zhong Wen brought back the super plug-in Nine-Headed White Snake during his trip to Hell Valley.
As a result, such a heaven-defying magical skill as the Hell Realm was actually used as a red bull, giving him eternal physical strength and unlimited battery life.
Wouldn't it be nice if there could be a white snake next to me at night when I applaud the palace master and sister for love...
He didn't know why, but the busier he was, the more random thoughts he would unconsciously have in his mind. He couldn't help but think of the wonderful scene of himself running through the bedroom with the help of the nine-headed white snake and being invincible.
The corner of his mouth tilted, his mouth watered, and he let out a few weird laughs that were not very serious.
"Sister Mo."
Thinking about himself for a moment, he suddenly found that the formation materials in his hands had been exhausted unknowingly. He opened his mouth and ordered behind him, "Please fetch the two packets of materials that the younger brother left in the main hall."
However, what answered him was silence.
"Sister Mo?"
Being able to sense that Mo Shengyu was behind him, Zhong Wen couldn't help but look back curiously.
But he saw Mo Shengyu standing quietly not far behind him, with his head lowered and staring at his toes blankly, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't hear him speak at all.
"Huh? Oh, oh!"
After calling twice more, Mo Shengyu finally came back to her senses. Her eyes wandered, her expression was flustered, her pink cheeks turned red, and she hesitated in her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Obviously, she was just concentrating on her own thoughts and didn't hear what Zhong Wen was saying.
"never mind."
Seeing that Mo Shengyu looked worried, Zhong Wen stopped bothering her and stood up and walked towards the main hall, "I'll go by myself!"
I thought this was just an inconspicuous episode, but this situation happened several times one after another.
In just half a day, Zhong Wen repeatedly discovered that Mo Shengyu was absent-minded at work, sometimes distracted, and sometimes made low-level mistakes. As one of the most reliable senior cadres in Shijue Palace, he made frequent mistakes and seemed to have completely changed.
Personally.
"sorry!"
This was what Mo Shengyu said the most in half a day.
The lingering shameful expression on her face was simply heartbreaking.
"When you are in a bad state, don't push yourself too hard."
Zhong Wen did not show any intention of blaming him, but instead advised him softly, "Have a good rest for a day and recharge your batteries. There are still many things to do later."
Mo Shengyu did not refuse, but nodded slightly, then returned to her room obediently, and did not step out of the door again until night.
"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"
It was late at night and everything was still. Mo Shengyu, who was sitting on the bed with his head buried in his knees, suddenly heard a rhythmic knock on the door.
who is it?
She was startled and stared in the direction of the door. For some reason, she couldn't find the courage to go over and open the door.
"Sister Mo, it's me."
Zhong Wen's voice came from outside the door.
"Master of the Palace."
A trace of panic flashed in Mo Shengyu's eyes, "It's so late, is something wrong?"
"It's nothing serious."
Zhong Wen said softly on the other end, "I just saw that Sister Mo has been staying in the house and didn't even come out to eat. I was worried that you were hungry, so I came to bring you some food."
"No, that's not necessary." Mo Shengyu shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."
"Sister Mo, I cooked these myself."
Zhong Wen said seductively, "Can you bear to watch my little brother's hour of hard work go to waste?"
"My Lord, you are really..."
Seeing that she couldn't shirk it, Mo Shengyu had no choice but to get out of bed and come to the door.
The moment he opened the door, what came into view was Zhong Wen's handsome face that was still covered in oil smoke, and the considerable tray in his hand, with large and small plates and bowls and chopsticks placed on it, and the food on it was meaty.
The combination of vegetables, bright color, and the extremely tempting aroma of the food comes with the steaming heat.
With Mo Shengyu's current level of cultivation, she no longer needs to rely on ordinary food three times a day to provide energy. However, when she smelled the aroma, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and her lower abdomen felt uncontrollably.
Gurgling.
"You still say you're not hungry."
Zhong Wen smiled and walked directly into the room without waiting for an invitation. He started to arrange the dishes on the table, leaving Mo Shengyu standing by the door with a red face, her white jade-like hands rubbing the corners of her clothes.
At a loss what to do.
"These are home-cooked dishes, you're welcome."
Zhong Wen arranged the table, then took out two exquisite emerald green wine bottles from somewhere, placed one on each side, and then pulled out the cork of one bottle. The rich aroma of wine suddenly filled the whole room, "Don't you think you have worked hard these days?"
Sister, come on, let’s have a drink!”
"You are also the master of a domain after all."
Seeing his familiar look, Mo Shengyu couldn't help but laugh and said, "You should be extremely busy with everything you have to do, but you still have time to cook for your subordinates?"
"Sister, I don't know something."
Zhong Wen raised his neck, took a sip of the wine, wiped his mouth with his left hand, and said with a laugh, "When I was in the lower realm, I was the cook of Piaohua Palace. I only practiced cultivation on the side, and cooking is my duty."
"It turned out to be a real chef."
Mo Shengyu covered her lips and smiled, "Then I want to taste the master's craftsmanship."
As she spoke, she walked slowly to the table, took the chopsticks and picked up the nearest plate of meat, brought it to her lips and chewed it carefully.
"Huh?"
As soon as the tip of her tongue came into contact with the meat, her eyes suddenly lit up and her pretty face shone brightly.
Then, Zhong Wen's eyes widened and he watched with astonishment as this beautiful sister moved like lightning. A pair of chopsticks turned into phantoms in the air, like raindrops falling on the dinner plate.
The dishes on the table continued to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just half a moment, the food for four people was swept away. The bare bottoms of bowls and plates reflected dazzling light under the light of the crystal lamp.
of light.
Is this possessed by Xiaowan?
Seeing Mo Shengyu regain her elegant and calm appearance after a storm, her white jade-like right hand gently held the wine bottle, brought it to her lips and took a sip. Zhong Wen felt that his understanding of her had been completely subverted, and his mind couldn't stop thinking.
Such a thought emerged consciously.
"My Lord, I respect you!"
Just as he was thinking wildly, Mo Shengyu suddenly handed over the wine bottle in his hand, as if he wanted to clink glasses with him.
"boom!"
Naturally, Zhong Wen would not refuse. The two wine bottles touched lightly and made a crisp sound. Then they both raised their heads and poured the wine down their throats. They actually blew the bottles at the same time in perfect agreement.
"Sister Mo has a good drinking capacity!"
Seeing that Mo Shengyu had downed a whole bottle of liquor, but his face was only slightly red and his eyes were still clear, Zhong Wen couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised him.
"Clang!"
Mo Shengyu boldly threw the empty wine bottle on the ground, then raised his head, stared into Zhong Wen's eyes and said word by word: "Your Majesty, I have been taking care of you these days, and I can't thank you enough.
"
"Why are you so polite between you and me?"
Zhong Wen followed suit and threw the bottle away, wiped his mouth and laughed, "Managing the psychic sea is not an easy task. If it weren't for Sister Mo to take on so much hard work, I really wouldn't be able to do it."
You know what to do."
"Really?"
For some reason, Mo Shengyu's eyes were filled with mist, "Did I really help you?"
"That's natural."
Zhong Wen stared into her eyes and replied in an extremely sincere tone, "Originally, Lin Bei... among the masters of Shi Jue Palace under my brother, you are the only one that I can really trust."
"You...can you trust me?"
Mo Shengyu's delicate body trembled, a trace of sadness flashed in her bright eyes, and her red lips trembled non-stop.
"That's natural." Zhong Wen nodded seriously.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and the small room fell silent for an instant, so quiet that even the sound of breathing became clearly audible.
"What an innocent Lord."
Mo Shengyu sat at the table blankly. He didn't know how long it had passed. Suddenly his expression changed. He took out a pair of scimitars from behind and slashed at Zhong Wen with both hands. "It's a pity that you believed it wrong."
Man, just die!"
Facing her sudden attack, a flash of light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and dazzling lines of light suddenly appeared on the surface of his skin. He did not dodge or evade, and allowed the two knives to slash at his body.
"when!"
Mo Shengyu's double swords shone with gleaming light, and they slashed hard on Dao Yun, making a loud sound of gold and iron striking each other.
The sharp double knives infused with the soul power of the Soul Realm were rebounded hard, as if they were struck on a copper wall. They were not even able to cut off half of the hair on Zhong Wen's body.
Mo Shengyu only felt that her arms were numb, her jaws were cracked, and her weapons almost flew out of her hands. Her sexy lips were pressed tightly, her pink cheeks turned pale, and there was no trace of blood anymore.
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