"Ask Shi, what's wrong?" Mo Jinyu's voice was still beautiful, but he didn't even twist his head.

The last time he turned his head to ask, he saw that Wen Shi was pinching out a white body fluid from a scorpion the size of an adult's arm, and that scene really scorched his eyes, making him no longer curious about the behavior of the ink demon.

"Childe, I'm afraid there is still a mechanism behind this door, ask Shi Xian to go and explore, can you stand under this corridor now?"

Mo Xiaoyou walked in front of Mo Jinyu in a few steps, still asking in the most respectful voice, ignoring the corners of Mo Jinyu's mouth twitching in front of him, and at the same time his eyes had already glanced at the silk-like stump behind the hidden door.

"You...... Be careful. ”

Mo Jinyu wanted to say something, but looking at the eager appearance of the boy in front of him, the original question sentence came to his mouth, and naturally transitioned into a careful sentence.

"Childe, you are standing here, and you can go in in less than half a pillar of incense."

Mo Xiaoyou didn't take this sentence to heart, compared to worrying about her own safety, she was more worried about the little boy in front of her who could cough with a little wind.

In order to save time, Mo Xiaoyou demonstrated what it means to be heartwarming without any ladylike elegance.

I saw her lift the hem of the dress that covered her bottom, lift her foot, and kick at the door made of bamboo in the church house.

I only heard a few squeaks, chirps, stings, poofs, and a few clicks.

There was complete silence on the other side of the door.

A glimmer of light flashed in the ink demon's eyes, and a few knots quickly formed on his hands.

Mo Jinyu saw the ball of light mixed with all kinds of powder, ink, and cold water collected by the stone along the way, and flew into the door with a trembling sound.

His heart trembled and flew slowly, and sure enough, the next moment, there was a ghost crying wolf howl from inside the door.

Mo Xiaoyou's face calmly returned to Mo Jinyu, who had no expression on his face, and stood up.

She looked at the object of her cattle and horses with a serious face, and her tone of voice was still that of a cowardly and timid waiter:

"Childe, the road ahead is clear, do you want to go in now, or later?"

Thinking of Mo Jinyu, the son of a prince, his mother is still a distant cousin of the current king, that is, the most noble prince with the same surname among the princes.

Not to mention the market he has seen since he was a child, he can talk and laugh in front of Taishan, at least he can do it without changing his face.

But at this time, I heard all kinds of ghosts crying and wolf howls from inside the door, and then looked at the little guy in front of me with a serious face, but his eyes were full of laughter and scolding.

I don't know if it's because today's stimulation is a bit big, and the frequency is a bit high, Mo Jinyu, who has always been rigorous and high-minded, didn't hold back - he laughed out loud.

The person who was originally like an immortal suddenly showed a smile that only mortals have, even if the ink demon was a stone, he couldn't help but be amazed.

Seeing his own shadow in the eyes of his personal servant, Mo Jinyu's face flushed slightly, and then he smiled, regaining the elegance and thoughtfulness that a noble son should have:

"We ...... Let's go back in later. Sisters should need some time to sort out. ”

His narrow smile still flashed in his eyes, making Mo Xiaoyou suddenly feel that the first time he met the son who seemed to be a fairy who could only be seen from afar, it was fake......