Chapter 163: If you make a promise, I'll think about it
Han Xiaoxi thought about this, and Xuan Mo designated that he was going to find Jin Di again.
He is now injured and running around, she was in a hurry, and ran out without a coat, originally wanting to chase Xuan Mo, but just went out and bumped into Huo Jing.
Huo Jing's face was meaningful, and her mouth was like an O-shape.
"Where did the girl come from, and where are you going?"
Han Xiaoxi was busy trying to go out, and she didn't plan to pay attention to Huo Jing, but Huo Jing grabbed her.
With meaningful eyes, he looked from Han Xiaoxi's face to his chest.
I don't know when, the button on the neckline was completely open, which made Huo Jing a little confused, thinking about what twists and turns happened last night.
Han Xiaoxi covered the buttons of his clothes and pulled Huo Jing into Xuan Mo's room together.
Only then did she remember, as if it was a good thing that Huo Jing did last night.
"Did you deliberately leave me in Xuanmo's room last night!"
Han Xiaoxi's tone didn't look like a question at all, it was a very affirmative question about Huo Jing.
Who knows, Huo Jing's humanoid mask is used more and more skillfully, and her expression is also vivid, she rolled her eyes cutely, and acquiesced to this fact.
"Okay!"
Han Xiaoxi raised his middle finger and gave him a big disdain.
She is rarely calculated, but she didn't expect to be put on the spot by her most trusted best friend.
Unexpectedly, Huo Jing shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and then said to Han Xiaoxi.
Didn't you also calculate me at that time, and besides, I was pushing the boat along the water, and you refused to show your intentions, and you were not happy that I helped you? It is useless to be unhappy. β
Huo Jing Yu Xuanang informed Han Xiaoxi, and she had no right to appeal at all.
"I ......"
Han Xiaoxi has always been sharp-tongued, and he is rarely scolded by others, but this time he made Huo Jing calculate......
The two of them didn't let anyone, and they began to fight in Xuanmo's room.
Xuanmo soon arrived at Jin Di, Jin Di knew that it was him, and thought that his treacherous plan had succeeded, smiling like a peach blossom, his eyebrows and eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and he came to greet Xuanmo with joy.
The Night King's temper is really hot-tempered.
A dodge stood directly in front of her, pinched her jaw tightly with his hand, and then slowly lifted it up.
It's like choking the other party's throat, but it won't really hurt her.
After all, it is useless to hurt the golden flute, anyway, she can recover indefinitely, and she will not grow old or die.
On the contrary, it is such a clamp that is neither light nor heavy, which is most effective for the golden flute.
Xuan Mo still knows her like this.
Jin Di was shocked, and he knew that his intentions might have been exposed.
"Lord Night King, is this here to ask the master about his sin?"
Because her vocal cords were squeezed by Xuan Mo's fingers, her voice trembled slightly.
"What do you say?"
Xuan Mo's eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, and when he dodged the next time, he directly grabbed the neck of the golden flute and pressed it against the wall of the deck, forcing her to squeeze it into the shape of paper.
"Say what. β
Jin Di still didn't admit it, she didn't know how much Xuan Mo knew, so in this process, she could only tentatively explain.
You can't tell all your plans at once.
Xuan Mo also understood the golden flute's routine, and directly ignited the hellfire with his other hand, slowly approaching the flickering light blue flame next to the golden flute's clothes.
"You can choose not to say it, but only if you have to withstand the fire of hell. I remember that even if you can recover, the pain will not be erased, I wonder if it will be painful to be burned by hellfire?"
Xuanmo's thin lips were slightly hooked, and the cruel sneer was like a ruthless killer in the night, and the strange hellfire emitted a faint light, illuminating his cheeks more and more pale, giving people a terrifying feeling.
His fingers were also slowly tightening, and a strong sense of oppression hit him, and Jin Di had to spit out a small part of the plan.
"Lord Night, I'm ...... It's just that I went to find Han Xiaoxi in private. β
Jin Di said that he wanted to minimize the loss.
"Do you know that he is my Night King's fiancΓ©e? β
Xuan Mo's sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Jin Di's heart, directly penetrating her, as if she couldn't hide any secrets, and almost told the truth to Jin Di.
"I'm in love for a while, the Night King is so smart, I naturally like the Night King, and she is my rival ......"
Jin Di said this, but in fact, it meant something else, and her wandering eyes showed that she was lying.
"Dare to lie to me?"
Xuan Mo saw through her little trick at a glance, and directly burned her thigh with a light blue pure hellfire, and a heart-rending cry sounded instantly.
Jin Di's delicate face also became distorted in an instant, the piercing cry was like a kettle boiling, and Xuan Mo was as calm as ever, deaf to ear.
Continue to burn her with the hellfire.
"The Night King...... I'll be honest!"
Jin Di couldn't stand it anymore, and by the time Xuanmo put away the hellfire, she was already pale.
Because Hellfire has the property of suppressing recovery, the burn on the golden flute's leg cannot be recovered for a while.
Her pain continued.
"Say it. β
Xuan Mo asked indifferently, as if what he said had nothing to do with the questioning, but the golden flute in front of him was already in a cold sweat, and his face was as white as paper.
"Lord Night King really doesn't miss the old love at all, in order to find the news of seeds, someone asked me to buy them, and I bought the traces of seeds. β
A hint of surprise flashed in Xuan Mo's expression, and he carefully confirmed Jin Di's expression, what she said this time should not be a lie.
"Why are you looking for seeds?"
"I don't know, I don't know who he is. β
Jin Di These are two sentences, patronizing to clear oneself of guilt, and never want to be burned by the fire of hell again, this is really inhuman pain.
A normal person may be killed by a burn, but she is not easy to die after burning, she can be resurrected after death, and she can't be repaired for a while, this hellfire is simply her nemesis.
The frightened Jin Di quietly moved Xuanmo's hand a little farther away, and when he saw his hand, he would feel very frightened, as if the infinite burning pain would come at any time.
"Jin Di, I don't know you yet? If you don't dig up the other party's information, how do you buy and sell information?"
Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows, and said what Jin Di was most afraid of.
"Lord Night, be quiet. Oops......"
Xuan Mo finally put the golden flute on the deck, and finally her feet could touch the ground, she covered her face helplessly, and massaged her red neck with one hand.
"Tell me about him!"
"I'm sure I'm not going to say ......"
Jin Di originally wanted to pretend to be a boiled duck, so she had a hard mouth, but seeing that Xuan Mo directly ignited the hellfire with one hand, and the brilliant blue flames were as terrifying as ghosts, she hurriedly waved her hand to change her words.
"Isn't this the Night King, I said, I said, but I'm not sure if it's true or not. He came at night and wore a hooded black robe.
I feel...... It is somewhat similar to the Night King's battle robe, and the combat power should be very strong, at least stronger than the three Han Xiaoxi combined. He claims to be a subordinate of the Lord of Original Sin......"
Jin Di recalled, his eyes rolled, but because the time was a little long, he really couldn't remember that much.
"Remember anything else?"
The ghostly smile of Xuanmo rose to the corners of his mouth again, like the god of killing, and the pitch-black robe swayed in the wind.
"I don't remember ......"
Jin Di shook his head.
Xuan Mo immediately raised his hand in front of the golden flute again, and with a pop of the flames, he saw that the golden flute was so frightened that he was about to hide in the corner.
Xuan Mo stopped at this time.
"It seems that you really don't remember, so I won't force you. You must remember! Don't threaten my woman in private without my permission! Next time it won't burn you, it's your flower boat. I've heard...... Your spirit is in the flower boat. β
The Night King truly knows everything!
Jin Di's trembling pupils said it all, the involuntary physiological reaction was the most real, and it couldn't be concealed and controlled, she was really threatened by the powerful man in front of her.
But this power is only known to the golden flute.
As soon as Xuan Mo turned around, he saw Han Xiaoxi holding the judge's pen in his hand, and Huo Jing had fiery red spiritual power circling in his hand, and the two of them had just arrived and were preparing to fight with the golden flute.
When the two of them set up an offensive, they found that Jin Di had already been frightened by the Night King and shrunk in the corner, and he didn't have the arrogance he had at all.
Xuan Mo turned around this time and saw two people who had set up a flower shelf, and shook his head helplessly.
They thought they couldn't even handle the golden flute.
Xuan Mo patted the ash on his hand, walked directly towards Han Xiaoxi, and then stuck his elbow on Han Xiaoxi's neck and dragged it all the way back.
In order not to die, she could only turn around and follow Xuan Mo back.
"Night, Night, Night
"Now that we're done, isn't it time for us to continue our bet?"
Xuan Mo waved his hand, allowing Huo Jing to follow.
A few people went to the inn of the third lady.
Han Xiaoxi hadn't recovered from the excitement just now.
He also muttered to Huojing in a low voice: "Why did I miss the scene just now! It's all because of you!"
"Who said that you don't despise me, can we quarrel?"
These two women are you and me, and they talk a lot.
"Shut up !!"
Xuan Mo shouted loudly, and it was only then that the world was restored to purity.
Until the third lady appeared, several people did not speak again.
"You sit neatly and neatly, how do you seem to be waiting for battle. β
The third lady also became curious, and turned to Xuan Mo to say.
"I've done what you asked for before. β
"Thanks, let's do it tonight. β
Xuan Mo nodded, and the two of them seemed to be plotting something.
The plan that only Xuan Mo and the third lady knew about was very secret.
Han Xiaoxi was distressed like an outsider, but Huo Jing accepted it indifferently.
It wasn't until Han Xiaoxi and Xuan Mo returned to their original room and got along in private that she dared to ask.
"What a plan, what a plan. β
"If you promise yourself, I will consider telling you. β