Beautiful and vulgar, but wearing a latosolic red robe is a bit out of place, but this contrast has formed a unique temperament in her body
Two years ago, Su Mo came back from going out and saw this woman unconscious near the Cang Lang Mountains. She was worried that she would be eaten by wild animals, so she brought her back.
It wasn’t long before the woman in red woke up and looked around. It didn’t matter if Su Mo asked her name and address, but she didn’t say anything.
The woman in red has lived here for two years and Su Mo has never driven her away.
There is no one in this mansion. Su Mo is not used to being served. He takes care of three meals a day by himself.
In his opinion, one more person is nothing but multiple rations.
In the past two years, every time Su Mo made a good meal, he took out a copy and sent it to the door of the red woman. He knocked on the door and left.
The woman in red seldom shows up. Su Mo has never seen her out of the mansion. The two talked for no more than five sentences.
Don’t say Pingyang town people, even Su Fu, no one knows that she is here.
The female name is Butterfly Moon. She is withdrawn and quiet. Su Mo’s understanding of her is limited to this.
Su Mo doesn’t know when Butterfly Moon is behind him, but today Butterfly Moon looks at him strangely and inexpressibly.
Su Mo nodded at her and went back to her room.
When I was in contact with this greeting for two years, both sides had long been accustomed to it, and Su Mo knew that even the butterfly moon would not pay attention to it.
Su Mo closed the door and pulled out the handle from the corner. It was about a foot long and the sharp knife was rusty. I don’t know how long it took.
Su Mo groped for a long time and found a grindstone to sprinkle some water, with a sullen face and cold eyes to sharpen the knife one by one.
It wasn’t long before Su Mo seemed to think of something, pushed the door and looked at the butterfly moon in the courtyard and said, "Butterfly girl, you should rest early today and never leave the room when you hear any sound."
Butterfly Moon is noncommittal and indifferent.
I don’t know if Su Mo suddenly had a strange idea in his heart.
If we talk about temperament and realm, the butterfly moon in front of us is more like a fairy floating out of the dust and indifferent to everything. How can a real fairy get angry and hurt people because a mortal doesn’t kneel?
Of course, the idea flashed through Su Mo and did not enter the heart.
Su Mo took out an altar of wine from the cellar in the courtyard and sealed it with mud. He deliberately spilled some spirits all the way to his room.
Came to the door Su Mo let go, the jar fell and shattered, and the wine splashed with a strong smell.
Butterfly month will see the whole process in the eyes, and there is a smile on the corners of her mouth.
Sue ink walked into the door is not tight the door left unlocked.
Came to the corner and Sumo continued to sharpen his knife.
Tonight is doomed to be restless
Sumo is waiting.
Waiting for someone …
……
It’s dark and windy at night.
A furtive figure slipped into Sumo Mansion along the high wall.
When landing, the movement was a little louder, and the shadow hurriedly jumped into the corner, but it was also agile.
After a long time, the courtyard was quiet without any abnormal shadow before getting up. The backhand pulled out the cold light flashing dagger from the waist.
Through the cold light of the dagger, it can be vaguely recognized that this person is joining Shen Mengqi to worship the immortal door Zhou Dingyun!
Zhou Dingyun is a vengeful advocate. He still has some fears about Su Jia and Su Mo’s fame.
Now that Sumo is a pariah, how can he easily spare Sumo when he worships the immortal gate and flies into the sky?
What’s more, if Su Mo is killed in the dark tonight, he will leave Pingyang Town with Canglang Reality.
Even if Sue’s family reacts, they dare not find the door, otherwise the anger of Canglang reality will be a disaster of genocide.
Zhou Dingyun doesn’t have any martial arts. He thinks it’s not a problem to settle a weak student.
After taking a few steps carefully, Zhou Dingyun smelled a faint bouquet and saw a broken jar at the door.
"Hey, hey," Zhou Dingyun assured himself with a grimace of a grin. "I’m afraid I’m drunk now, so it’s just the right time for a veteran to pick off your hamstrings and slowly torture you!"
Zhou Dingyun swaggered to the door of the house and saw the door left unlocked through the crack of the door. When he saw the bed, it seemed that a person was lying, but the light was weak and he couldn’t see it.
Zhou Dingyun didn’t think much about pushing the door with a ferocious face, so he flicker and jumped in.
The room was even more alcoholic. Zhou Dingyun frowned and touched the bed softly.
Just after Zhou Dingyun came to the bedside, he walked out of a shadow like a ghost.
Suddenly!
There was a flash of cold light in the dark, and Zhou Dingyun felt that his neck was slightly cool and there was a cold sound in his ear.
"Move and I’ll kill you!"
Suddenly Zhou Dingyun back up a chill and hair stood on end.
Even with a thousand pounds of strength, Ding Yun can’t make a half point.
He knows very well that hanging around his neck now is definitely a sharp weapon that can easily pierce his throat.
"You, you, who are you?"
Zhou Dingyun panicked. He felt as if his throat had been punctured. Warm liquid was slipping into his chest along his neck.
This feeling is terrible!
It’s like life is slipping away, but he’s capable.
Caught off guard, Zhou Dingyun felt that her hair was suddenly forcibly pulled up and jerked back!
The scalp is tearing, and the pain is almost pulled off!
"ah!"
Zhou Dingyun cried out in pain.