Chapter Twenty-Three: Sure enough, people are beautiful, and their blood is sweet.
Mo Qi slowly opened his eyes, his head a little confused.
What's going on? I'm obviously visiting the lantern festival with Nanchen, how can I lie here......? My head hurts.
Just as I was about to reach out and rub my head, I found that my hands were locked on the bed. I moved my legs, and my feet were locked. Mo Qi was a little flustered.
It's not that Mo Qi is timid, but at present, she only has five hundred years of cultivation, and in addition to being able to stabilize the human form, she can't use the slightest useful spell.
Mo Qi struggled and wanted to escape by turning into the original body, but found that he couldn't even use the spell to transform into the original body.
"Yo, little beauty, are you awake?" a feminine voice came in.
"What person?" Mo Qi tilted his head vigilantly and looked out the door.
The door was pushed open, and the light made Mo Qi squint unnaturally. Mo Qi struggled to adapt to the light, and saw a man dressed in red walk in.
The aura around the man's body is gloomy, and he is not expected to be a good person who cultivates seriously.
Mo Qiyi stared at him for a moment.
The man looked at Mo Qi twisting his head, and sneered, "Hehe, I said, little beauty, you describe it like this," he said and pointed at Mo Qi, "Doesn't your neck hurt?"
Mo Qi adapted to the light in the room, and looked at the man in front of him carefully, his figure was graceful, but it was comparable to that wind, his long hair was casually tied in a bun at the back of his head, his eyes were narrow and long, although he was dressed in red, but how to look at it made people feel extremely gloomy.
"Hehe, where did Daoyou say, if I wasn't tied up like this, I would also want to talk to you in a normal posture. Mo Qi also followed his example, and smiled without smiling.
"Yo, it's really as rumored, teeth, tips, mouths, and sharpness. The man walked up to Mo Qi as he spoke, stretching out his index finger to pick up Mo Qi's chin.
Mo Qi didn't start in disgust, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, "I want to see what you are, so sharp and sharp!" It's Mu Ling! Mo Qi was shocked in his heart, and then turned his head, carefully using his sense of smell to identify what kind of origin this man is, this kind of aura can't be a celestial clan, but it doesn't look like an ordinary mountain spirit and wild monster, the aura around him is so cold, like a stream of cultivating ghost paths, or ...... Demon Clan?
"Did Mu Ling send you to catch me?" Mo Qi looked at him.
The man in red gently rubbed his index finger with his thumb, as if he was reminiscing about the touch of Mo Qi's skin. It made Mo Qi feel even more disgusted.
"Well, that's not the same as the rumors, she said you're an idiot, I think, it's smart. The man lowered his head and approached Mo Qi, picked up a strand of hair from Mo Qi's ear, put it between his nose and sniffed it.
Mo Qi endured his nausea and did not speak. Mu Ling is the daughter of Emperor Dongyue, and she was personally named Yuanjun by the Emperor of Heaven, she should be a decent god, how did she collude with this kind of person.
"It's not that smart. Mo Qi smiled, "It's like I only guessed that Mu Ling asked you to catch me, but I couldn't guess at all, what did she ask you to catch me for? Mo Qi shook his hands and feet as he spoke.
"Hehehe, she, she asked me to take you to be my wife. The man in red stretched out his hand again and touched Mo Qi's face.
Mo Qi gritted his teeth and grinned, "Daoyou is really joking, if you want me to be your wife, how do you need to tie me up with Daoyou's appearance, as long as you stand in front of me and hook your fingers at me, I will definitely follow you." Mo Qi snorted himself in his heart, and said such shameless words, just this skin, let alone Nanchen, even the wind is better than him, I don't know how many times, hum.
When the man in red heard Mo Qi say this, he seemed to be very happy, and his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a smile, "Look at your little mouth, it looks like it's stained with honey, but I really want to marry you as a wife." ”
"Then what you just said is false?" Mo Qi blinked his eyes wide, looking at him innocently.
The man in red raised his sleeves to cover half of his face and laughed, "What a wonderful person." ”
"Alas, I thought what you just said was true, but you were teasing me and making me happy in vain. Mo Qi's tone seemed to be a little disappointed.
The man in red sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down to look at Mo Qi, "You want to marry me?"
"Hmm...... How can I say it, because you are good-looking, and you say that you want to marry me, I have some heart. After all, if I am a little monster with no cultivation, if I can be with a great immortal with profound cultivation like you, no one will dare to bully me in the future. Mo Qi also looked at him, his big eyes watery.
"Okay, then you can stay with me and be my wife. The man raised his hand and slowly rubbed Mo Qi's cheek.
Mo Qi frowned subconsciously, and a chill flashed in the eyes of the man in red. Mo Qi hurriedly said, "Your hair is a little itchy on your face, can you let go of me first, I can't run away anyway, if you really want to marry me as a wife, you can't tie me all the time." ”
A smile appeared in the man's eyes, "Okay, I'll let you go, as long as you are obedient, I will definitely hurt you well." With a wave of his hand, the mechanism that locked Mo Qi's hands and feet opened, and Mo Qi's hands and feet were free.
As soon as his hands and feet were released, Mo Qi immediately sat up, rubbed his wrists and ankles, and pouted, "It hurts, I don't know what the lock is, my wrists and ankles are swollen." As he spoke, he reached out to the man in red to show him.
The man in red gently held Mo Qi's arm and looked at it, as if he was very satisfied with Mo Qi's attitude towards him, "Hehe, the little beauty is squeamish." As he spoke, he blew on Mo Qi's wrist, "This bit of redness and swelling, I'll ask someone to get you medicine in a while, and I'll just apply it tomorrow." ”
Mo Qi nodded, "By the way, I don't know what your name is, since we are all going to get married, I can't always call you a Taoist friend." ”
The man in red stared at Mo Qi with his eyes, leaned close to her ear and said, "Little beauty, you can remember, your husband and I are named Qianyu." ”
Mo Qi's eyes darkened, the prince of the demon clan was Qianyu, Mu Ling had such a big face, and he could actually let the prince of the demon clan do things for her.
Mo Qi nodded, and said with a grin: "It's easy to say, my name is Mo Qi." ”
"Is there any news?" Nanchen looked at Crane Boy.
Crane Tong shook his head with a dejected face, "Back to the king, the entire dense forest in the east has been rummaged, and all the spirits have also asked, and no one has said that they have seen Xiao Qi." ”
Nanchen's hand gradually tightened. Then I searched for the nearby villages. ”
"Yes. Tsurudo took the order and withdrew.
When he went out, he bumped into Mu Ling with a stew cup, and because he was also anxious, he hurriedly saluted Mu Ling and walked over.
Mu Ling glanced at Hetong, and felt funny in his heart, look for it, no matter how you look for it, you can't find her.
"Brother Nanchen. Mu Ling walked in with a stew pot.
"Who allowed you in. Nanchen's voice was extremely cold.
Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, "Brother Nanchen, are you still suspicious of me?" Mu Ling's voice trembled.
Nanchen raised his eyes and looked at her: "Mu Ling, I said, if you are willing to tell Mo Qi's whereabouts, I can not pursue it." ”
Mu Ling smiled bitterly, "Brother Nanchen, do you know? It's been a long time since you haven't used 'me' to talk to me, every time, you call yourself 'Benjun', as if you deliberately distanced yourself from me. ”
Nanchen frowned.
Mu Ling took another step forward and put the stew pot on the table in front of Nanchen, "Brother Nanchen, you haven't rested for two days, this is the ginseng I asked Ningxin to stew for you, you can eat some." ”
"Ben-kun's patience is limited. Nanchen's fingers slowly retracted.
"I know, you don't believe me, but I really don't know about Mo Qi. Mu Ling lowered his head.
Nanchen looked at her and felt more and more irritable, "Back then, Xiyan's matter, you also said the same, how can Benjun believe you?"
"Xiyan...... Xiyan's thing is that I am wrong, I was too young at that time and was carried away by jealousy, and it was only ...... that I missed it for a while," Mu Ling said urgently.
"Enough. Benjun didn't want to hear it anymore. Nanchen walked around her and walked out, "Mu Ling, you remember, this is the last chance this Jun gave you. If Mo Qi's matter is related to you, if she has three longs and two shorts, this monarch will not let you go again. ”
Mu Ling grabbed Nanchen's sleeve, was thrown away by Nanchen, and walked out without looking back.
Mu Ling stared at his back blankly. The life of you and me is infinitely long, whether it is Xiyan or Mo Qi, they will slowly disappear in the long river of your and my lives, Nanchen......
Mo Qi sat in the room, although Qian Yu no longer locked himself, but every time this door was closed, a layer of enchantment would automatically form out, and he couldn't get out, what could he do.
"Miss Mo, it's time to eat. A servant girl brought in the food and respectfully placed it on the table.
"What about Qianyu?" asked Mo Qi.
"Back to the girl, the son has a guest today, and he can't come to accompany the girl to dinner, so I specially asked the slave to tell the girl that there is no need to wait for the son. ”
Mo Qi's eyes rolled, "That's it......" Mo Qi looked at the dishes on the table, his face was cold, "Qian Yu doesn't eat with me, do you use such a meal to send me away?" said with a wave of his hand and swept away all the dishes on the table.
The maid was startled, she didn't expect Mo Qi to suddenly get angry, so she hurriedly stepped aside and said, "Girl, don't be angry, the food is not to your liking, so the slave will order the kitchen to be re-prepared and served to you." He slowly exited the door.
Just as he was about to close the door, Mo Qi moved his feet and kicked a porcelain bowl against the door against the crack in the door. The maid was a little frightened because of Mo Qi's sudden anger, and she didn't notice that the door was not closed tightly.
Waiting for the maid to walk away completely, Mo Qi tiptoed on the crack of the door and listened for a while. Cats have smart ears and there is no one in the yard. Mo Qila opened the door and walked out.
The courtyard was very clean, and there were many bonsai jade trees, but Mo Qi didn't have time to appreciate it, so he looked left and right, and walked quickly towards the gate.
"Little beauty, what are you going to do?" suddenly sounded behind him, and Mo Qi wanted to tear him apart as soon as he heard it.
Mo Qi paused, he couldn't care so much, if he didn't escape this time, he would probably have no chance in the future. Thinking of this, Mo Qi pulled his legs and ran.
Qian Yu's body moved, blocking in front of Mo Qi. "My husband is talking to you, why did you run away instead?" Qian Yu looked at Mo Qi with a smile.
"I'm sorry, you are also worthy of being my husband!" Mo Qi looked at Qian Yu hatefully.
"Oh, the little beauty was obviously clamoring to marry me a few days ago, why is she like this today?" Qian Yu approached Mo Qi step by step.
Mo Qi retreated step by step.
Qian Yu stepped forward to grab Mo Qi's hand, Mo Qi turned around and shot a purple gold copper bell from his sleeve and went straight to Qian Yu's door, Qian Yu dodged and sneered, "Just your three-legged cat's fancy shelf, you still want to fight with me?"
Mo Qi also sneered, and quickly ran to the gate while Qian Yu was dodging.
Seeing that she was about to step out of the door, her body suddenly stiffened, Mo Qi looked down at her shoulder, and an iron whip ran through her shoulder blades from behind.
Blood flowed down his arm, and Mo Qi snorted.
Qian Yu hooked the corners of his lips, pulled back with his hand, and Mo Qi sat down in front of him.
"Little beauty, look at you, what's the matter, is it because I'm not good enough for you?" Qian Yu looked a little unbearable when he saw Mo Qi's bleeding appearance, frowned, and made a sad and a little lost. But the eyes are clearly full of shame and indifference.
"Heh, Qianyu, if you want to kill or chop you, why do you have to do this fake look. Mo Qi endured the pain, raised his head and looked at Qian Yu hatefully.
Qian Yu walked up to Mo Qi and squatted down, stretched out his hand and dipped Mo Qi's blood in his mouth, and tasted it. Mo Qi frowned disgustingly.
"Sure enough, people are beautiful, and their blood is sweet. Qian Yu smiled, "Little beauty, this is your own toast and don't eat and drink." He beckoned behind him, "Someone, put her in the dungeon." ”