When the dotted green light was swallowed up by the milky white vortex around Mo Jinghong's body, the little green snake that had been coiled between Mo Jinghong's legs and pretended to sleep suddenly opened a pair of ice blue eyes.

Those ice blue and light blue eyes, when they saw the scene in front of them, suddenly shrank, and instantly transformed from light blue to dark blue like the sea.

In the deep inky blue, a cold light burst out, as if violent, as if anxious.

At this moment, with a 'poof', Mo Jinghong spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell to the side softly.

In the previous life, when he died in the Huaxia Dynasty, Mo Jinghong's earth-shattering technique had already been cultivated to the eighth level, and now when he goes back to cultivate the first eight levels, he should be familiar with the car and there will be no accidents.

But now, she vomited blood and fainted.

After she vomited blood, the milky white vortex around her body also disappeared, and the green light in the little green snake's body no longer escaped, but the little green snake's slender body suddenly stretched into a straight line, and the pair of dark blue beast pupils that had been transformed into deep stared at Mo Jinghong who fell on the bed, and then a faint blue smoke overflowed from the little green snake's body.

In the curling smoke, the body of the little green snake gradually lengthened and became larger, and finally, it turned into a long and strong man's figure, only the pair of dark blue eyes that loomed in the smoke, from beginning to end, did not change in the slightest.

After the smoke cleared, the room was filled with an independent, peerless man.

His deep and handsome face exudes a glowing white light, his facial features are perfectly contoured, his slightly pale blue lips are tightly pursed, and his whole body is surrounded by innate nobility and perfection, the whole person is as unattainable as the gods of the Nine Heavens.

Looking at Mo Jinghong, a faint soft color slowly floated between his originally cold and noble eyebrows, but when he saw the blood stains on the corners of Mo Jinghong's mouth, the cold eyebrows wrinkled, he leaned down, his long ink-colored hair spread out like seaweed, exuding a shallow fragrance, and his slender fingers as jade wiped the blood on Mo Jinghong's lips, and slowly approached, and the slightly light blue lips were covered.

"Hmm......" The unconscious Mo Jinghong was slightly conscious, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The man's body stiffened, and his slender and white fingers gently stroked between Mo Jinghong's eyebrows, and Mo Jinghong's frowning eyebrows re-unfolded, and his expression became serene.

The man tasted lightly, withdrew his lips and tongue, and then sat up straight again, took the quilt and covered it for Mo Jinghong, walked to the window, opened the window, and whistled silently outside.

Then he sat back on the edge of the bed, returned to light blue eyes, and quietly stared at Mo Jinghong, who was sleeping peacefully.

It wasn't long before a sharp black shadow rolled in through the window, without alerting a single person in the inn.

"Your Highness!" The black shadow half-knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully at the man, the voice was the young man in Tsing Yi who Bai Rimo met at the gate of Xie Mansion.