Chapter 41: The Lost Treasure
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All entrances to Eagle City were manually monitored by Rymin-Naron, but the thing disappeared without a trace.
Under the blue-gold butterfly mask of Ruiwen Nalong, Sakura's lips pursed slightly, and the blue eyes that looked at Zhou Mo gradually cooled.
The armrest on one side of the soft chair silently turned into dust and drifted away, Ruiwen-Nalong turned her head and secretly transmitted the voice to Qianshu, and after a few words, Qianshu's graceful black eyes showed a trace of surprise, and she looked at Ruiwen-Nalong with some puzzlement.
The majesty in her blue eyes flashed, and Qian Shu didn't dare to look at each other, so she bowed her head and retreated.
After a while, the representative of Ruiwen Naron in the arena returned to the south gate, and walked out again after a few words.
"It's useless for you and me to argue like this, but Her Royal Highness the princess doesn't want to deal with you, since it is said to be one win and one loss, then it is so good. ā
Zhou Mo's dark eyes shrank, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Sure enough, after the representative of Reven-Naron gave in and made a request:
"Since there is one win and one loss, that is, the victory or defeat is not scored, and Her Royal Highness the princess asks for another matchup. ā
The representative of the Grand Duke of Eagle Yang did not dare to call the shots, and returned to the north to ask for instructions, and after a few moments, he walked over with a strange smile on his face, and smiled at each other in the same eye as the agent of Ruiwen-Nalong.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess's request is very legitimate, and the eldest prince of my family naturally agrees, and everything comes according to Her Royal Highness Nalon's wishes. ā
As soon as the words came out, Zhou Mo's back was cold, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier.
At this time, everything was negotiated, and the two people who were about to fight the duel method and the candidate suddenly stopped, and they chatted about the weather and architecture quite familiarly.
Zhou Mo's heart thumped, and a feeling of death approaching made him instinctively rise to despair.
His eyes were slightly dull, Zhou Mo's eyes turned the color of Mithril, and his heart beat slowly, but every time he beat, he sent surging power to his whole body, ready to fight to the death at any time.
Behind him, that familiar and unfamiliar gaze fell on Zhou Mo, undisguised, and with a thick chill.
Zhou Mo turned around sharply and looked at Ruiwen-Nalong in silent surprise.
Seeing Zhou Mo's innocent appearance as if she didn't know anything about everything, Ruiwen Nalong had a nameless fire in her heart, she had always played with the people of the world between applause, and it was the first time that someone played with her as a fool.
The blue eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and looked at Zhou Mo's black eyes, one pretending to be innocent, and the other seemed to have insight into everything.
The atmosphere was slightly condensed, Chenyang lowered his head slightly, and walked behind Ruiwen-Naron silently.
Zhou Mo's eyes turned, glanced at Chenyang, didn't seem to understand what it meant, spread his hands, and took the lead in breaking the silence.
"Your Highness, why are you looking at Zhou Mo with such a gaze?
Ruiwen Nalong's blue eyes stared at Zhou Mo's expression without blinking, but Zhou Mo's acting skills can be regarded as tempered, and the expression on his face is vivid, and he can't see the slightest flaw.
Gently took off the blue-gold mask, with a little sadness on her face, Ruiwen-Nalong's eyes drooped slightly, and she whispered:
"Zhou Mo, since you and I met, how has Rui Wen treated you?"
Zhou Mo was silent, he was really hard to answer, and after a few breaths, Zhou Mo considered the words and replied:
"His Royal Highness is gracious, and Zhou Mo can't bear it. ā
Ignoring the deep meaning of Zhou Mo's words, Ruiwen Naron continued:
"You don't like sparseness, Rui Wen gave you her favorite Chenyang, what else do you want?"
This tone was like a girl's resentment, and when it came out of Ruiwen-Nalong's mouth, Zhou Mo's skin trembled all over his body, and he really couldn't bear it.
The voice was accentuated, and Zhou Mo bowed and saluted:
Zhou Mo said, the princess is very kind, and Zhou Mo is unbearable. ā
Reven-Naron continued to ignore it, and complained to herself:
"In the wilderness border city, if there is no kind reminder from Rui Wen to help, where are you now, Zhou Mo?"
Zhou Mo bowed his head and was silent, but this was the grace of life, he couldn't deny it, and said:
"Her Royal Highness the princess's life-saving grace, Zhou Mo naturally didn't dare to forget it. ā
Ruiwen Nalong stretched out a plain hand, and Chenyang beside her handed out a silk scarf just right, and Ruiwen wiped her eyes with the silk scarf, as if tears were flowing out.
"You have been wronged in the Manor of the Grand Duke of Yingyang, and Rui Wen will not hesitate to go to great lengths to settle a grudge with the Grand Duke of Yingyang, and he will be angry for you......"
Hearing this, Zhou Mo hurriedly interrupted:
"Your Royal Highness can't say such things, Zhou Mo was angry in the Yingyang Grand Duke's Manor, and he came out on the spot, but he didn't dare to bother His Royal Highness the Princess, this is going to be passed out, Zhou Mo doesn't want to make a living in the Yingyang Grand Duke. ā
Ruiwen Nalong didn't hear Zhou Mo's words, and just wiped her non-existent tears.
Zhou Mo was silent, Ruiwen-Nalong was wiping away her non-existent tears, and the two of them were waiting for something.
Qianshu pushed the door and walked in, nodding slightly at Ruiwen-Nalong, and then looked at Zhou Mo with some pity in her curvy black eyes.
Reven-Naron put away her tears, and suddenly smiled, smiling, as if the room was engraved in the picture.
"Zhou Mo, I just made that contrived, tactful and coquettish look, do you like it?"
At this time, Ruiwen-Nalong's eyes were bright and his words were light, but he had a kind of nobility and domineering spirit that looked down on the world.
Zhou Mo's head was lowered, and the light in his dark eyes was dark, like the depths of the ocean, and he didn't see the depths.
"For things that are not his own, Zhou Mo has never only appreciated, not liked!"
The voice came into Ruiwen-Nalong's ears, and the blue eyes fell on Zhou Mo's lowered head, and there was no trace of temperature in the eyes.
"Very good, His Highness likes this sentence, but you owe me a favor, and you have to pay it back!"
When Zhou Mo heard this, he raised his head, his eyes were calm, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he said freely:
"Zhou is a person, and the grievances are clear, since His Royal Highness said it, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, Zhou Mo has no reason not to agree. ā
This seems to be the first time for Zhou Mo, without any obstacles, and he looks at these blue eyes with a clear mind, and it seems to be the first time, Zhou Mo has no worries, and seriously admires the beauty in front of him.
Zhou Mo's expression naturally couldn't escape Ruiwen-Nalong's attention, and when she saw Zhou Mo, who had always been cautious in front of her, suddenly became so different, and she was as smart and keen as Ruiwen-Nalong, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
The blue eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then refocused on Zhou Mo's face, and a trace of pity flashed on Ruiwen-Nalong's face, but it was only a flash, and he said:
"Zhou Mo, you have to understand that some things are not necessarily a blessing in your hands, you are a smart person, don't be ruined by greed!"
This is Ruiwen-Nalong's last exhortation to Zhou Mo, she really can't bear it, a man who can be used in a desperate situation to fight butterflies, ruined by his own greed.
The corners of Zhou Mo's mouth curled, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said:
"What Her Royal Highness the Princess said is very true, but in this world, who can escape a greedy word?"
Whether Zhou Mo's words were right or not, no one could prove it, but in a dark underground sewer, the wild boar sat on a hill made of eighty-eight boxes, but it was struggling at the critical point of greed and non-greed.