He stepped forward, lifted her chin with his slender fingertips, and a pair of dark eyes under the mask fell deeply on her face.
She thought he was going to say something, but in the end he just looked at him like this. After a long time, he chuckled and put his hand around her waist: "I also want to taste what it's like to live together with Beichen Mofeng's woman."
"You are sick," she blurted out, then added, "It needs to be cured."
Is this man mentally retarded? He wants to get involved with his enemy's woman so that his desire for revenge can be fully satisfied and expanded?
Something's wrong with him!
But he didn't seem to care: "Beichen Mofeng's woman is different after all, hahahaha, hahaha!"
In less than half an hour of getting along, Mu Yunsang labeled this so-called devil with three labels: exhibitionist, psychotic, and masked man.
*
It was getting dark. It seemed that he had made up his mind to live with her and had no intention of sending her back. At night, the bamboo house was alone on the cliffs on all sides, isolated from the world, and looked a bit cold.
, he did not hold a lamp, but as night fell, the room gradually became brighter.
Only then did Mu Yunsang realize that, good guy, she looked around the room and suddenly didn't realize that the screen and bookshelf in the room were actually made of fluorescent stone. Now there is no need to hold a lamp at night, and there are enough lights in the room.
The visibility is not as bright as day, but it is softer and brighter than candlelight.
Sitting on the table and looking at her lying on the bed reading a book, she actually wanted to ask if it was okay to live together, but she was so hungry that she didn't ask for food.
But before she could ask, the voice of Gui Zun came from downstairs.
"Demon Lord."
"Send it up!"
Mu Yunsang's nose is sensitive, and what she smells is the aroma of wine and food.
There were light footsteps going up to the second floor. It was the Ghost Lord carrying a bamboo basket and a stack of books in his hand.
"let it go!"
He was lying on the bed, just reading a book, with a lazy posture and a casual tone. He was not at all the cold and mighty leader of a cult in a martial arts movie, but more like a pampered rich man in an idol drama.
Naturally, Mu Yunsang would not regard the man in front of him as a rich man.
Because she knew that everyone on this mountain regarded him as the king. Suo Gui just revealed the information about Wangyou Water to him, and then spontaneously went to the ice spring to be punished. It can be seen that he has the ability to convince people.
But there are also terrible methods.
Mu Yunsang felt the same way as someone who had been a boss herself. When she led the Gold Medal Assassination Organization, the people under her also respected and feared her, and she also had many powerful characters.
Naturally, compared with him, it is still a bit worse, because the characters in his hands, from the baby doll to the eighty-year-old woman, are all masters of decision-making.
Mu Yunsang has seen a few of them, and you can tell how powerful the others are just by hearing them.
Mu Yunsang is definitely not a arrogant person, so she is sure of this man's ability.
I just thought that he was a really strange person. He said he lived with her, but in fact he didn't do anything inappropriate to her the whole afternoon. He was just reading a book by himself. He was quite a studious person.
She glanced at the book in his hand, and unexpectedly it was a history book. She didn't expect the devil of the cult to read such a book.
Ghost Lord put down a few books along with the basket. Mu Yunsang took a look at them and saw that they were still history books. He was very interested.
However, I had noticed before that there were four treasures of music, chess, calligraphy, painting and study in the room. I thought that this devil was an elegant and cultural person.
"Demon Lord, here is the book you want."
"Um!"
He responded absently, and with a wave of his hand, the Ghost Lord knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "I excuse you."
From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Mu Yunsang, but regarded Mu Yunsang as if he were nothing.
As soon as the Ghost Lord left, Mu Yunsang was not polite and opened the bamboo basket.
"You don't want to eat?"
He seemed not to have heard it, as if there really was a Golden House, Qian Zhongsu, and Yan Ruyu in the book, and he was still reading the book by himself.
She chuckled, ignored him, and opened it. There were three layers of baskets, seven side dishes, a cup of chicken soup, two bowls of rice, Fourth Brother's steamed buns, and a jug of wine.
Mu Yunsang laid out the food one by one, and before she asked him if he wanted to eat, he had already stood up. In just a blink of an eye, he clearly didn't move at all, but he was already close to Mu Yunsang.
, a short distance away.
This skill was so impressive that Mu Yunsang was extremely envious.
"Can you teach me martial arts?"
It's true that she was asking, but she was not talking down, but discussing.
The expression on his face under the mask could not be seen clearly, but he smiled evilly: "Reward!"
"you want?"
"child……"
His gaze fell on her belly unceremoniously.
She sneered: "Pretend I didn't say it."
She is not Wu Dieyu. She can use her belly at all costs to achieve her goals. This child was originally just a surprise, because she could not be a mother in her previous life, but now, she is a friend who shares weal and woe. When she is the most lonely and the most
She was helpless, the saddest, the most desperate, and the most painful, so when her negative emotions almost exploded, this child was always with her.
She wanted to learn martial arts, but she didn't even think about it.
"Ha!" He chuckled and picked up the chopsticks.
His mask had no lips, leaving only a pair of eyes. She was curious about how he was going to eat, but she didn't expect that the mask's chin suddenly opened a door frame automatically. Needless to say, she also knew,
This is the art of machine spring, probably done by Suo Gui.
He was busy eating by himself, while he sipped the wine and looked at her leisurely.
"I want to ask you three questions. If you answer them truthfully, I will teach you."
"That depends on what the problem is."
She didn't even raise her head, and in fact she wasn't very interested, because she thought his questions must be very tricky.
As expected, he asked the first one in the bamboo forest, but he probably also knew that she didn't answer truthfully.
"Why can you break through the Eight Gate Formation? Qi Men Dunjia is not something that ordinary people can learn. Even if they can learn it, each formation has a different arrangement. How can you break it?"
"Do you really want to know?" She put down her chopsticks and did not lie to him. "Okay, I will answer truthfully. I have read a similar book before and I have a photographic memory. Even if I didn't understand it at the time, I would still be able to read it later.
Life and death are at stake in the bamboo forest, so I must remember this formation arrangement, and follow the memory in my mind to break the formation bit by bit, it's so simple."
"Never forget?"
"Believe it or not, I have already answered it. Secondly, ask!"
"Why did you leave Beichen Mofeng?"
"Listen carefully to this question. I only allow you to ask it this time. You should never mention this person in front of me again. The answer is that I love him with all my heart. He pretends to be a dead person in his heart. I think I do
I made a fool of myself once and I couldn't stay there anymore, so I left."
He smiled jokingly: "A man has three wives and four concubines, and he pretends to be seven or eight women. Why not? You have to be so stingy."
"Yes, there is nothing wrong with it, but if he is my man, unless he can accept that I have seven or eight men in my heart, let's have a fair meeting, otherwise, let's not talk about it. Stop talking nonsense, I don't want to talk about this topic anymore, the third one
,ask."
She was straightforward, and he chuckled, caressing the edge of the ceramic wine glass lazily, and said: "If I teach you martial arts, will you follow me?"
"The honest answer is yes? It depends on whether you have the ability."
"Hahahaha, hahahaha!" He laughed heartily, raised his glass and drank it all, then laughed and said, "Okay, then you can try to see if I have this ability!"