Yun Zimo fell asleep with relief.

Mo Lengrong hugged her body and looked at her little face with pity, "Sleep, rest for a while and you'll be fine."

The long fingers brushed over her forehead, ran across her cheek, sighed, and finally took her into his arms again.

Inside the Fog Pavilion.

When Yun Zimo woke up, it was already the second day, and her body was still a little weak and weak, but it was much better than last night.

"Wake up," an unfamiliar voice came from the room.

Yun Zimo followed the voice and looked at it, and found a man sitting in the room, the man was dressed in gorgeous purple clothes, and his appearance was stunningly beautiful.

She recognized him at a glance, the man who had broken into her courtyard that day and "poisoned" her.

She remembered that he was the one who saved her last night.

"Where is this?" , she asked, propping herself up.

"Fog Pavilion"

Yun Zimo was not surprised.

At first, he had already told her that he had a relationship with the Fog Pavilion.

"Who were those people who attacked you last night?" Before she could speak, he asked first.

"I don't know", she has so many enemies, how do you know it's that gang!

"You killed all of them?" , Yun Zimo raised his eyebrows and asked Mo Leng Rong.

"Hmm", Mo Lengrong nodded lightly.

She is his bottom line, and he must not allow those people to be alive.

Yun Zimo had already guessed this result, although the memory of last night was vague, she still remembered the scene of him abusing that group of people.

She was surprised that the person in front of her actually had a pair of purple eyes, looking charming and murderous.

The only clue she could trace to deal with her had been killed by the person in front of her, and then she had to think of other ways to find out the people who dealt with her.

"Do you want to go back?" , Mo Lengrong looked at the silent Yun Zimo for a long time before asking.

"Hmm", Yun Zimo nodded firmly.

Mo Lengrong was slightly surprised, but her answer seemed to be reasonable.

She had to go back, and if she suffered a loss, she would have to be made up for by the loss, and besides, what she was looking for had not yet been found.

"Aren't you afraid that those people will come to you again?" , Mo Lengrong asked curiously.

"This time, it's because she's let her guard down, and now that she knows, there won't be any more problems, and I wish they would show up again," so that she wouldn't find a way to find out.

"Do you think you're capable of dealing with them?"

Hearing this, Yun Zimo suddenly looked at Mo Lengrong and asked him, "How do you know that I can't deal with it?" ”

She stared at his face, her charming purple eyes, trying to find the answer she was looking for.

Mo Leng's face did not change, but he was shocked by Yun Zimo's question.

He was careless.

"You know what, right? About my soul power? ”

Mo Lengrong was still silent, he looked at her, and he saw the desire to learn in her dark eyes.

His palms suddenly broke out with a lot of sweat.

Yun Zimo didn't ask this blindly, she didn't think it at first, but now that she thinks about it, the pill he called "poison" that he gave her that night was really a poison or a tonic?

She lost her soul power and didn't recover for nearly ten years, but that time, after he ate that thing for her, there was a soul power index.