Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Phantom Made by Magic
Su Mo almost drew his sword and fought to the death with Tong Yao - the main reason why he didn't fight was that the speed at which the guy disappeared was too fast, and when Su Mo lowered his head and touched the bricks, he had already run away before he could raise his head. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
I don't know who learned the same character as deliberately pretending to be mysterious.......
So for this reason, he stayed on the balcony and was depressed until it was dark.
"What is it....... He seems to know something......."
He cared a lot about Tong Yao's previous words.
However, Su Mo has always been a free and easy man, when a touch of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky, he stretched his waist and left this matter behind, the things that should be known will be known sooner or later, anyway, he has been entangled in similar issues for I don't know how many years, it doesn't matter if it continues, anyway, it doesn't affect eating and sleeping and making girls.
This guy is actually quite lacking in heart.
"But now, I have to go and see the situation in Xiaogu City, although it's a pity that I can't let the angels really ascend to heaven......."
Muttering such words, Su Mo said hello to Erquit, who was still lazily nestled in the quilt, and left the house after receiving an innocent alarm clock thrown by the other party in response.
However, he didn't rush to the lonely island of one man and two women as soon as possible, but first went to Nangong Nayue's home in the high-end apartment area.
A few minutes later
“....... If you can't give me a reason why you showed up at my house so early to wake me up, I'll betray you to death. ”
Still wearing a set of silk pajamas, lazily nestled on the sofa and staring at Su Mo with cold eyes, Nangong Nayue's words were full of murderous aura.
After all, it's about half past four in the morning.
"Well, I want to ask, about Xiao Gucheng, they are going to be killed and killed after they are pitted on a desert island, are you going to take care of it?"
Su Mo held the teacup in both hands and drank the black tea in the cup in small sips - no way, Nangong Nayue's love for black tea seems to have reached an almost paranoid level, anyway, in Su Mo's impression, almost every time she appears, she is accompanied by a cup of black tea with a mint fragrance in her hand........
He felt that if he spent more time with Nangong Nayue, he might slowly get used to the taste of black tea.
"Naturally, there will be someone in charge of this matter to deal with, and I am only responsible for the island."
The petite and delicate girl of the doll squinted her eyes slightly like a kitten napping in the afternoon, holding the cup of black tea in her hand as if she had the whole world, and her tone was lazy and leisurely.
"The person in charge....... I went to the desert island with Xiao Gucheng before, and there was a woman on it, and it should be hiding on it, does it have anything to do with this? ”
Su Mo didn't feel strange about Nangong Nayue's statement that he wouldn't go to the place where Xiao Ancient City was located outside the island - because in the previous period of getting along, he knew that Nayue had actually been silently and secretly helping his students, if it weren't for a powerful demon attacker like her to shield Xiao Ancient City from the wind and rain, he, a completely unqualified True Ancestor, didn't know how many times he would have died.
"Women?"
Nangong Nayue sighed lightly, and then quickly recovered her indifference: "If I guessed correctly, it should be the princess of the Kingdom of Aldikia, La Fulia Lehavain, I have received a report that her ship has been attacked before, and the whereabouts of the princess herself are unknown. ”
After speaking, she also took a sip of black tea, but probably because the water temperature became low, the taste of the black tea became not the same as her taste, and her face suddenly showed a disgusted expression.
"Help me make a good cup of black tea again!"
Directly handed the cup to Su Mo.
“...... Don't make a fuss, do you think I'm like the kind of person who can make black tea? ”
Su Mo refused rather indifferently.
Smack!
A folding fan suddenly slapped towards the top of Su Mo's head, but who is Su Mo? Looking at the folding fan attack that may be extremely fast in the eyes of ordinary people, and even the Fourth True Ancestor Xiao Gucheng has never dodged, it is no different from a snail in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth show a contemptuous smile, and he doesn't even need to get up, just twist his head slightly, and let the folding fan hit the empty space - but despite this, the folding fan that hit the air made a thunderbolt-like impact, which really startled Su Mo: Meow, if Nangong Nayue usually uses Xiao Gucheng's attack power when he is angry, is a rifle, Then when she poured gas on Su Mo, it was the ICBM start. Su Mo dared to bet that Wumao's blow just now was enough to pump an ordinary orc to the ground for at least half a month, and how he should walk!
"Hey, hey, I didn't mess with you, did I!?"
Smack!
Shoot horizontally.
"Nangong, did you have a convulsion that month?"
Smack!
Take a shot on the head.
"Tsk, why don't you listen to people?!"
Smack!
- Papapapa!!
What answered Su Mo was Nangong Nayue's series of non-stop slapping sounds.
It's a pity that every time Su Mo dodges in a variety of and more coquettish postures, although he says things that seem to be a little panicked and angry, but in fact, he always has a smile on his face, which is particularly annoying.
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"Whew...... Whew......"
Nangong Nayue, whose little face was flushed, stared at Su Mo angrily, panting slightly: "You-can't you just stand still and let me smoke it!?" ”
"I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of being beaten at every turn."
Su Mo crossed his hands in front of his chest, and his smile was extremely unbeatable.
“......”
Nangong Nayue's eyes instantly became extremely dangerous, and then she ran towards Su Mo with a kick, and kicked Su Mo in the calf when Su Mo was still wondering what she wanted to do.
"Shhhh
Su Mo didn't move at all, but Nangong Nayue himself squatted on the ground with cold air.
At this time, she has a considerable degree of matching with her appearance and age.
"Okay, okay, count me wrong."
Seeing Nangong Nayue, who usually had a subtle sense of majesty and was quite serious, become like this, Su Mo's eyes were softened, he squatted in front of Nangong Nayue, stretched out a finger at Nayue's toes and kicked him before releasing soft magic.
The pain subsided.
"Sure enough......."
When the scene became quite quiet for a while, Su Mo suddenly sighed.
“?”
"My mana can be transmitted so fast, your body ......"
He looked at Nangong Nayue's pupils that constricted for a moment, and asked softly, "This is just a phantom made entirely of magical power, right?" ”