Chapter 122: Night Visit

On the ninth day, at night, he will return to the fairy realm.

He only left a short sentence, without your thick sweet words, but with reluctant feelings, disappeared in front of her eyes.

The breeze was blowing, the branches were swaying, and she looked in the direction of Zhushan.

Zhushan is not far from here, in the bamboo forest on the mountain behind her house.

It was also the place where I first met him......

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At night, she stayed in her own room, practicing both water and fire.

But I couldn't make up my mind.

The words left by Mo Junxie rippled in his heart, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.

The sweat on his forehead slowly rolled down his face to his neck and then disappeared into his clothes.

His brows were tightly locked, his eyes trembled, and he finally stopped cultivating, opened his eyes, looked at the dark room, and exhaled lightly.

Raising his hand, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, got out of bed, and found a glass of water to drink.

The night wind is quite strong, and the flowers and plants in the yard make a 'sizzling' sound under the wind.

She tilted her head and drank half a glass of water in one gulp, her eyes casually scanning the window.

Suddenly, a dark shadow quickly passed through the window.

She sensitively threw down the cup in her hand, quickly ran to the door, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

He ran in the direction of the shadow.

It's just that the shadow is faster than her.

By the time she came out, the shadow was gone.

But the black shadow walked in front of her room, and the courtyard where she lived was very close to Bai Xinrou's courtyard.

She had a bad premonition, could that black shadow go to her mother?

offended Ye Erfan two days ago, Ye Erfan went crazy and did anything, did he want to commit murder in the dark?

Thinking like this, Ye Zhimad didn't dare to stay here for long, raised his head, and looked at the roof.

Immediately put his hand on the handrail of the corridor and climbed up.

One rolled over and went up to the roof.

Driven by the floating clouds, her figure ran briskly.

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Bai Xinrou's courtyard.

Sure enough, the black shadow stayed outside Bai Xinrou's room.

The man was wearing a night suit, with a black half-section mask on his face, facing Bai Xinrou's room, and he didn't know what to do.

However, for Ye Zhimad, visiting the house at night is either a traitor or a thief.

At that moment, he took out the colored stone he bought from the vendor that day, held it between his fingers, and was about to hit the man in black.

Bai Xinrou suddenly opened the door, facing the man in black without the slightest hostility, on the contrary, she felt a little more flustered.

Ye Zhi's crazy hand was immediately retracted, his body was lying low, and his eyes were sharply locked on Bai Xinrou and the man in black.

When the man in black saw Bai Xinrou coming out, he immediately reached out and grabbed Bai Xinrou's shoulders and hugged her into his arms.

But Bai Xinrou pushed him away, took a few steps back, turned sideways, lowered his head, closed his lips one by one, and whispered to the man in black.

Judging by her expression, she was extremely unhappy with the sudden arrival of the man in black.

Ye Zhifang tilted his ears and listened carefully to what Bai Xinrou said.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Xinrou lowered her voice and asked.

The man in black said in a hoarse voice, "Look at you, and our madman." ”

"What us?" Bai Xinrou turned her head and stared at the man in black with cold eyes: "I'll repeat again, Mad Er has nothing to do with you, and I have nothing to do with you." ”

The man in black was silent for a moment.

"I, Zhilu Dao." After the most difficult to spit out three words: "I just want to see your ......"