Immer sat in the shade of a tree, watching the passers-by come and go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

To be honest, she hadn't stood in the crowd for a long time, and she felt like she was in a different world.

This feeling was a little unclear, and a layer of separation rose in her heart, as if she had been cut off from the world.

The sun is good, the pedestrians are weaving, and the sound of selling enters the ears, but it is plainly felt far away.

Wen Mo frowned slightly, and a strange uncomfortable feeling rose in his heart.

"What are you doing here?" A voice rescued Warmer from that uncomfortable feeling.

It's Xiang Cong! Wimmer reacted in his mind.

"I'm out there to buy something." Wen Mo replied, looking at Xiang Cong.

Xiang Cong's expression was a little bad, as if he was stumped by something.

But it was a little strange that the people around him walked by him and didn't even notice him.

This made Wonmer's brow twitch.

Since the gambling contract in the fighting arena, Xiang Cong has become famous in Wulian Town, and no one knows him or knows him.

Why is he standing here with no one watching?

Just when she was puzzled, Mu Tian explained: "He wore a mask to hide his face. ”

"Then how do I see it......" See. Before Winmer could finish speaking, she knew why.

It's nothing more than the strength of her divine sense.

It seems that there are many benefits of a strong divine sense, and it is a must-have for home travel.

But Wen Mo immediately remembered one more thing: it stands to reason that I shouldn't recognize Xiang Congcai......

She wondered if she had pretended to be wrong......

She looked up at Satoshi's eyes, and instantly withered.

If she had confessed her mistake, Xiang Cong might have grabbed a handle from her.

And Xiang Congna had obviously confirmed her expression, no matter what she said, he wouldn't believe what she said.

So, she swallowed what she was going to say and pulled the corners of her mouth, "Little master." ”

"You recognize me." Xiang Cong looked at her inquiringly, and there seemed to be something churning in his eyes.

Wen Mo's back was cold, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

She always felt that Xiang Cong seemed to be beating her mind.

"You come with me." Xiang Cong waved his hand and walked towards a teahouse.

Wen Mo retreated again and again, unwilling to follow, "Little master, I still have something to buy yet, so I won't go with you......"

Before she could finish speaking, she was surrounded by several people.

These people are Xiang Cong's subordinates, and without Xiang Cong's order, they would not let Wen Mo go at all.

Although Winmer has broken through to the mage level, after all, combat experience is scarce.

What's more, even if she had experience, it was impossible for her to deal with four martial artists at once.

She swallowed, "Little young master...... This ......"

Xiang Cong didn't speak, didn't look at her, and walked upstairs.

Wen Mo wanted to leave, but the four of them didn't give her a chance at all, blocking her way out, leaving only one way for her.

She had no choice but to follow, planning as she went.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

Wen Mo followed Xiang Cong into the private room of the restaurant.

"I'll make a deal with you." Xiang Cong raised his chin, his eyes were faint, hiding a sense of anger.

Wimmer felt like an active volcano that could erupt at any moment. But it seems to be sealed away and can't burst out.

"What deal?" Immer was subconsciously vigilant.

With that, her face stiffened again.

In her capacity, she should have said respectfully that she was at her command.

She was annoyed in her heart, but she couldn't take it back when she got the words out of her mouth, so she could only look at Xiang Cong with a stiff face.

Xiang Cong seemed to have expected it and didn't care about her tone.

His fingers tapped on the tabletop, murderous intent looming between his brows.

The killing intent wasn't aimed at Winsmer, so she suspected he was going to kill himself.

Thinking of this, she was a little reluctant. She hadn't killed anyone yet, and she rarely even saw animals......

Suddenly, Xiang Cong sneered, and the look in his eyes at Wen Mo made Wen Mo feel extremely arrogant.

"Don't you think I'm going to let you kill someone?" He laughed meaningfully.

"Isn't it?" Wen Mo's face froze, and his voice was a little stiff.

She could hardly think of anything else than that.

Xiang Cong sneered again, "Who do you think you are?" Who do you think I am? Do I need you to help me kill someone? ”

He looked at Wen Mo with some disgust.

Wen Mo pursed his lips, suddenly feeling a little humiliated.

What does this mean? Do you think I can't even kill someone?

Mu Tian said lightly in her mind: "Can you kill?" ”

Wen Mo suddenly recklessly, she really couldn't kill ......

Xiang Cong didn't know why the person who was glaring at him resentfully suddenly froze.

He only felt a little uncomfortable looking at her like this.

"Can you rip your beard off! Young Master Ben is so uncomfortable to watch! Xiang Cong ordered.

Wen Mo suddenly covered his beard and looked at him vigilantly, "No! The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the beard cannot be broken! ”

Xiang Cong watched her movements, and recalled the scene of that day, with a sour taste in his throat.

He pressed the green tendons on his forehead, "What are you doing with a girl's beard!" ”

Wen Mo covered his beard, his eyes widened, "What did you say?" Who are the girls? ”

Her eyes are black and white, looking crystal clear, but they seem to be unfathomable, attracting Xiang Cong can't help but want to explore.

"Who else but you?" Xiang Cong took a deep breath, held back his fiery temper and said.

"You're the girl! Your whole family is girls! Winmer jumped to his feet in a feigned rage, mentally calculating the direction of his escape.

It's a pity that after filtering through her mind for a long time, her divine sense swept around and around, and found that it was not just the four people who had just stopped her guarding around her.

She counted it, and there were ten.

Wen Mo looked at Xiang Cong, who was drinking tea with a temper.

"If you agree, Young Master Ben doesn't care how you see my identity." Xiang Cong put down the teacup, and the teacup slammed lightly on the table, and it became powder.

He could be assured that there was definitely something on this woman named Wen Mo who could see through illusions and other treasures.

Because the disguise mask he used on his body was an illusion mask that allowed others to see the face he imagined. Ordinary people don't recognize him at all......

Wen Mo blinked, pretending to be stupid and said, "Little master, what are you talking about......"

"Young Master Ben's request is very simple, just send this thing to Cloud City." A box appeared out of thin air in Xiang Cong's hand.

Immer subconsciously looked at his fingers, which were empty, and she looked at his waist again.

Really! There was a storage bag hanging there.

What she didn't know was that when she looked at Xiang Cong's finger, Xiang Cong's eyes changed, and he swept over her hand without a trace.

Especially when he saw Wen Mo's finger subconsciously stroking at the position of his index finger, his eyes flashed some inexplicable looks.