What Ji Qingsha didn't expect was that the first thing to shatter her dream was not Yixiao, but herself.

In the new environment of Modove Manor, Ji Qingsha fell asleep and slept very soundly. This is also Ji Qingsha's special ability, no matter how dangerous the situation is, she can force herself to sleep. Poor sleep will have no effect on dealing with dangerous situations, and will only make you less physically weak, less focused, and more likely to make mistakes.

Constant anxiety is definitely not the sentiment that a leader should have.

In Yanbei Province, in Tiemen City, Ji Qingsha determines many people and the future and destiny of many families. Such a pivotal position requires Ji Qingsha to remain as calm as possible at all times.

Because of this, even if he was in the Modove Manor, even if the Great Master of the Modove was not far away, and the straight-line distance from him might not be more than five hundred meters, Ji Qingsha still slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, when it was quiet all around, Ji Qingsha was suddenly awakened by a noisy sound.

No matter how sinister the situation is, being able to sleep peacefully is Ji Qingsha's special skill; Correspondingly, Ji Qingsha also has another special ability, that is, no matter how sweet she sleeps, as long as there is a wind and grass, she will immediately wake up from her sleep and adjust to the best state in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, a situation like sleepy eyes is generally unlikely to happen to Ji Qingsha. In fact, Ji Qingsha herself is not happy about this situation. She really hopes to be like an ordinary girl, snuggled in her lover's strong arms, and sleep until she wakes up naturally, instead of being suddenly awakened by a messy accident.

Merely. A man who can shelter Ji Qingsha from the wind and rain and make her completely relaxed. It's just so hard to find.

For so many years, perhaps only Xiao Fan can meet such a standard.

But now. Xiao Fan is not there.

The heavy iron door of the prison slowly opened, and a figure who was not tall and sturdy, surrounded by many people, walked in slowly.

Ji Qingsha sat up suddenly.

Her room was the closest to the prison gate, and the first thing she saw was this relatively short figure, dressed in a luxurious black robe with gold thread embroidery, shining in the prison lights.

This outfit. Ji Qingsha has seen it.

The Great Master of the Mahogue!

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, the great master of Modove suddenly came to the cell in person.

Ji Qingsha took a deep breath, and a slight joint cracking sound sounded, and the slender five fingers of her right hand seemed to have suddenly grown a little, and the red Kodan looked more and more bright and dazzling. At the same time, the internal force of true qi circulated throughout the body, and he instantly adjusted his state to the best.

But on the surface. She was just a helpless and delicate girl, looking nervously at Master Mogu and his entourage with awe.

Ji Qingsha's eyes narrowed slightly.

Among the entourage of the great master of Mogue, she saw Yi Yu and Fan Ying. Yi Yu is a personal disciple of the great master of the Mahogue. He was also the actual presiding officer of the daily affairs of the "Bugu School", and at such a critical moment, Yi Yu followed behind Mo Jiu. It didn't surprise Ji Qingsha at all. What really surprised Ji Qingsha was that Fan Ying was also there.

According to Fan Ying's description. Before that, he really didn't have such an honor. Although he is the descendant and grandson of the great master of the Modo. But he didn't even have the opportunity to get up close and personal with the great master of the Modo. In the heart of the great master of Modo, this rich man in Luojia City, a Chinese leader, is no different from dozens of ordinary head-lowering masters of the "Bugu School".

But now, Fan Ying got such an opportunity, followed behind the great master of Modo, and came here in the middle of the night. Perhaps because of this errand done well, Fan Ying has already won the special favor of the great master of Modo.

However, in Ji Qingsha's heart, a trace of uneasiness flashed quickly.

This matter may not be as simple as imagined.

In fact, the great master of the Modo is not the kind of person who can be lightly blinded, let alone fall into the trap lightly.

Before Ji Qingsha could think about it very much, the great master of Mogu had already come to the cell where she was, and his eyes were blazing, and he came straight in. Ji Qingsha remembered her current identity and subconsciously avoided the eyes of the great master of Modo.

She had to pretend to be scared.

Perhaps, the great master of Modove personally came to "inspect" the quality of this batch of "furnace dings", which is very important to whether he can successfully practice the "Heavenly Ghost Descent".

As it turned out, Ji Qingsha's speculation was very reasonable. Master Mogu just glanced at her and walked slowly to the next cell. Comparatively speaking, the other seven boys and girls were much worse, and under the eyes of the mogue, they all trembled with fright. The youngest girl even cried out with a "wow" in fright.

In the stillness of the night, the shrill cries sounded particularly terrifying.

Mogu smiled, didn't stop, just nodded in satisfaction, and slowly turned back, stopping in front of Ji Qingsha's cell again.

"What's your name?"

This time, the great master of Mogu did not leave immediately, but asked Ji Qingsha with a smile, and his tone was very easy-going.

Following the addition of the great master, Yi Xiao and the others glanced at each other, and they were all a little surprised. They have followed the great master for many years, and they know that the character of the dove is not easy-going, and the comment of "approachable" has nothing to do with the great master. But I don't know why I was suddenly so polite to Ji Qingsha.

It's just a furnace, about to become food devoured by the ghosts, is it necessary to know what her name is? What's the point of looking good?

"My name is Ji Qingsha."

Ji Qingsha's heart was full of doubts, but she still truthfully told the great master her name.

Mo Gu nodded, then turned his head and ordered, "Please Miss Ji come out and speak." ”

"Yes!"

The jailer in charge of supervising them did not know why, but he did not hesitate to carry out the orders of the great master. For them, every word spoken by the great master was more effective than the holy decree of the Supreme Sultan. Great teachers are like gods in the sky, and they are absolutely irresistible.

The heavy iron door opened, Ji Qingsha hesitated for a moment, and slowly walked out.

Obviously, something was wrong with her.

The great master of the Modove does not play according to the rules every time!

Ji Qingsha slowly walked a few meters away in front of the great national teacher, stood still, still firmly remembered his identity at the moment, lowered his head, and did not dare to look up.

Master Mogu looked at her with interest, a faint smile on his face.

"Miss Ji, we finally met. Is that friend of yours okay? ”

After a while, the great master finally spoke, and every word and word he said with a smile was like rolling thunder, rumbling over Ji Qingsha's head.

Ji Qingsha raised her head suddenly, her face changing slightly.

Yi Yu and Mo Gu, who followed closely behind the Great Master, were even more earthy, and each read a look of horror in the other's eyes.

The great master of Mogu was still smiling, looking at Ji Qingsha, and said unhurriedly: "Miss Ji, don't be so surprised. You visited my estate the other day. Your breath has long been left. I just didn't expect you to visit again, and in such a way. I have to say that Miss Ji is a smart person and really bold! I, Modo, lived to be seventy years old, and it was really the first time I had seen a woman as bold as you. ”

Ji Qingsha couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This is something she never expected. She has never underestimated the Dove, and before coming to the Dove Manor, she was very delicate and easy to look at, greatly changing her appearance, and basically covering up the peerless appearance. In order not to attract the attention of others. The current Ji Qingsha looks just a young woman who looks good and has a great figure, and there is nothing too surprising.

As it turned out, she still underestimated the magic of the head-lowering technique, or rather, she underestimated the ability of the great master of the Mahogue. More than ten days have passed, and the great master of Mogu can still accurately distinguish her breath as soon as they meet. As far as Ji Qingsha knows, this should be some kind of animal instinct, and humans should not have such an ability.

Of course, the head-lowering technique, like all other techniques, can strengthen the human instinct, but the way to strengthen it is different.

"Miss Ji, since you are a smart person, I think you should understand your situation by now. I'm sure we can talk openly and honestly. I hope that Miss Ji is an opponent worthy of my respect, and if Miss Ji tries to break through, it will be very bad and will ruin this atmosphere between us, and that will not be the situation I want to see. ”

The great master of Mogu said unhurriedly, his tone was extremely firm, as if everything was under his control.

"Miss Ji should understand that in front of me, you will not have any chance to escape or resist. Of course, if your friend had arrived in time, things might have been different. However, if I'm not mistaken, that friend of yours shouldn't have rushed over at this time, and he will probably show up when I officially start cultivating the 'Heavenly Ghost Descent' and give me a fatal blow when I'm not paying attention." Is that so, Miss Ji? ”

"That's a really good plan."

Mogu smiled, held up a finger, and shook it lightly twice in front of him, as if full of admiration for the plan.

Ji Qingsha stared at Mo Jiu's swarthy face, and her pupils couldn't help shrinking.

It's just that she is also like a mirror in her heart, knowing that Mogu is telling the truth, and in the current situation, whether it is a breakthrough or a resistance, she has no chance of success.

In addition to the dove here, there are several big head lowering masters, and with the aura emanating from their bodies, Ji Qingsha can conclude that their cultivation in the head lowering technique is definitely not under Yi Xiao.

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to ask, your friend's surname?"

"Xiao Fan."

Ji Qingsha replied very simply. There is no need to hide such a problem from Modo.

"It turned out to be Mr. Xiao."

"I really hope to be able to meet Mr. Xiao Fan as much as possible, and I am looking forward to that moment."

The attitude of the great master of the Mogu became more and more elegant, and there was no expression of displeasure or anger. (To be continued......)