"Okay, then I won't ask, what is your old identity?

Qing Ling'er saw that Mo Lao was reluctant to answer, so she didn't continue to ask.

Her small brain was flexible, and she instantly brought the topic to Mo Lao again.

As for Mo Lao's identity, she has studied it for a long time, and every time she asked, she was replaced by Mo Lao with one thing or a sentence.

Anyway, so far, I have asked no less than ten times, but Mo Lao's identity is still blank.

"You'll know this later, and if you say it now, it's not only not good for you, but it will only add to your troubles. ”

Mo Lao said lightly a sentence that he had said many times, and the unfathomable look on his face made Qing Ling'er speechless.

"Fool me again, every time you ask your identity, you send me away with such a sentence. ”

Qing Ling'er knew that this would be the result, she didn't want to ask, but she rushed to this stubble, if she didn't ask this, she really felt that there was nothing else that could divert Mo Lao's attention.

So looking unhappy, in fact, I have long been used to it, just pretending!

How could Mo Lao not know Qing Ling'er's thoughts, he just didn't want to break it, since Qing Ling'er wanted to change the topic, he didn't want to talk about Qing Ling'er in front of outsiders, so he took advantage of the situation.

Just when the two stopped talking and had nothing to say, the door of the Yigui Pavilion was pushed open from the outside.

Qing Ling'er was happy in her heart, but she was here.

It's better to come early than to come by chance, and if she continues, she has nothing to do.

At this time, the door was pushed open, which happened to interrupt her awkward situation.

The service of the Supreme Auction House used this move to move wonderfully, and it suddenly met Qing Linger's mind.

They finally hit Qing Ling'er's heart by mistake, and this push pushed open Qing Ling'er's heart.

At least in the future, when Qing Ling'er blackmails, she will think of this good and restrain herself.

The six maids wearing purple gauze skirts standing at the door made Qing Ling'er more and more eye-catching.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old looks like flowers, with a hint of steadiness in his shyness.

Each of them held the spirit fruit in his hand, tilting his legs slightly, which was very eye-catching, and he was well-trained at a glance.

The old man in the utility area also followed.

The appearance of the six women is surprisingly upright, I don't know if it's because of the dress, or if they are related to each other, in short, the six people look like sisters, and if you don't look carefully, you think they are sextuplets.

Look at the plate of crystal clear fruit in their hands, revealing an attractive fragrance, each of which exudes a light that is consistent with their own color.

The two women standing in the front, one of the fruits on the plate in her hand was a bunch of purple, long-looking grapes, if it weren't for Qing Ling'er being in the Moon Continent, she would definitely blurt out that this purple fruit was a grape.

The only thing that amazed Qing Ling'er was that the grapes-like fruits grew unusually round and the same size, just looking at it from a distance, her appetite increased greatly.

The other stood side by side, and the plate of fruit in his hand was red and bright, like a small red lantern.

The fruits in the hands of the rest of the people also have their own merits, either yellow or green, and one blue, which is very special, and all of them are so bright and delicious.

"Wow, what are the names of so many fruits, why do they look so familiar?"

Qing Ling'er sat on the stool, swallowing saliva in her mouth.

The maids hadn't come in yet, but they were just standing far away, and Qing Ling'er had already smelled a fruity sweetness.

She couldn't wait to rush forward now and grab them one by one, but reason told her that there was no need to grab these things, they were all theirs tonight.

Qing Ling'er sighed again that the VIP was special, and he was still so privileged that he could enjoy different treatment from others.

"Come in!"

Mo Lao said lightly, he was still as calm as ever, and he didn't have Qing Ling'er's eager infatuated eyes.

Although he kept being a gentleman, the eyes that kept looking at the wine bottle in the old man's hand in the utility area betrayed him, and he didn't know if the others saw it, anyway, he was caught by Qing Ling'er.

Qing Ling'er laughed, and she knew that with Mo Lao's greedy mouth, how could she see these delicious fruits and be indifferent, it turned out that she was pretending to be there.

As soon as Mo Lao's words fell, the six maids took the spirit fruit and entered one after another, very orderly and polite, put down the fruit plate in their hands in turn, and bowed to Mo Lao slightly, without saying a word, they went out directly.

Mo Lao and Qing Ling'er were left in the room again, as well as the old man in the utility area with a wine bottle in his hand and a booklet.

Qing Ling'er couldn't wait for a long time, and when she moved with two hands, the speed was faster than a monkey stealing a peach.

When Mo Lao opened his eyes again, Qing Ling'er was holding fruits in both hands, a purple fruit in her right hand and a green fruit in her left hand.

It looked like an octopus had become a sperm, dancing with its hands, and it didn't look like it was eating fruit at all.

"You eat slowly, it's all yours, the one you hold in your right hand is purple grapes, the left hand is green dates, and there are pears, blue mangoes, red fruits, and hawthorns. ”

While persuading Qing Ling'er to eat slowly, Mo Lao introduced the spirit fruit, and at the same time did not forget to pick up the only bottle of wine on the table.

In fact, Qing Ling'er's performance was still good, he remembered that when he first participated with his master, it was even more exaggerated than the current Qing Ling'er.

At that time, he couldn't wait to have a few more mouths, he couldn't eat anymore, and he didn't forget to stuff it into his mouth, compared to him at that time, Qing Ling'er was not bad.

"It's delicious, the VIP is good, and this enjoyment, grandpa, you eat it too, we will try to eat it before the auction is over." ”

Qing Ling'er didn't care that the old man in the utility area was still there, and what she said was a bit of a small citizen, but Qing Ling'er was such a pragmatic person, she would not wronged herself for the sake of face.

She just wants to eat beautifully, and try to eat her losses.

The thought of the Supreme Auction House taking a cut of five percent made her feel distressed, sad, and uncomfortable.

"You eat slowly, be careful that you can't digest it, these spirit fruits are not just spirit fruits, they can increase and accumulate elemental power, but once you overdose, you just wait for your stomach to hurt!"

Mo Lao suddenly thought of the function of these spirit fruits, and he was worried for a while, thinking that he had suffered this loss back then.

Once the elemental power of the spirit fruit does not match his own martial soul, it doesn't matter if he has a little less, but if he accumulates more, it will cause the elemental power of the dantian space to lose balance, and that kind of pain is not something that Qing Ling'er can bear now.

He was already close to the Soul King back then, and his stomach still hurt for more than half an hour, so sour, he was suspicious now, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"And this function, why don't I feel it!"

Qing Ling'er was a little unconvinced, Mo Lao said the power of the elements, she didn't feel it at all.

This is really not Qingling'er's care, these so-called spirit fruits, except for being delicious, seem to have no other functions.

In order to balance her nutrition, she has already matched several spirit fruits together and eaten several, if there really is such a thing as Mo Lao, the balance in her body would have been broken a long time ago, and it is impossible that she will be okay by now.

"You girl, you are an alternative, you can't judge it by common sense, it's better to be careful!"

Mo Lao looked at Qing Ling'er with a strange expression, and a trace of weirdness was born in his heart.

Even if Qing Ling'er can't cultivate now, but if she eats so much and doesn't treat the spirit fruit as a spirit fruit, it is said that she can't hold on anymore.

However, in Qing Ling'er's body, Mo Lao did not feel any elemental power.

Several spirit fruits of different elements were mixed and eaten together, and there was no discomfort, and there was so much to eat.

Mo Lao couldn't figure it out, but he didn't get entangled.

Anything unusual happened to Qing Ling'er, it was normal, anyway, he never figured it out.

Mo Lao here was drinking a little wine, and Qing Ling'er on the other side had no interruption in the spirit fruit in his mouth.

Looking at the old man in the utility area again, he was already so shocked that his mouth was behind his ears.

He is also a person who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world for a long time, and he has really never seen such a strange person as Qing Ling'er.

When Qing Ling'er first mixed the spirit fruit together and ate it, he wanted to go up and remind him, but Mo Lao on the side only cared about drinking and didn't make any moves, so he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he saved the idea of continuing to see.

He didn't feel any elemental power from Qing Ling'er's body, and it was natural to think that Qing Ling'er hadn't awakened the martial soul yet, that is, he hadn't started cultivating yet.

Looking at it this way, Qing Ling'er shouldn't be able to eat the spirit fruit, a person who has not yet awakened the martial soul, rashly swallows the spirit fruit, either explodes and dies, or goes mad.

But as soon as the spirit fruit came in, Qing Ling'er picked it up and ate it, and she didn't tell if the elemental power matched her.

Besides, Mo Lao didn't make a sound to stop him, so he thought about it a little more.

In the end, he thought that a master like Mo Lao might have a solution, although he hadn't seen it, but the world was full of wonders, maybe Mo Lao was such a master.

After thinking it through, his nervous heart calmed down a lot.

But the good times didn't last long, and before he could recover himself, he heard a conversation like Mo Lao and Qing Ling'er.

His heart suddenly rose to his throat, wasn't this bullying him, an old man in his twilight years?

He pinned all his hopes on Mo Lao, and the reason why he applied for this reception was to get a Shouyuan Pill from Mo Lao.

Now, Qing Ling'er eats the spirit fruit indiscriminately, and he is in danger at any time, not to mention that his Shouyuan Dan is in the soup, it may add a murderous and oversold failure to the Supreme Auction House.

At this time, he regretted it very much, he had known that this would be the case, and he would not have come to be this waiter if he died.