At this time, shouldn't Xuan Mo be in line with himself?

Why are you still controlling yourself and not allowing yourself to play the golden flute.

Could it be that the Night King is distressed?

Han Xiaoxi's injured eyes crossed her pupils, and Xuan Mo was also distressed when she saw it, thinking that this little woman might have misunderstood something.

In the next sentence, Xuan Mo made Han Xiaoxi suddenly understand his intentions.

"This woman deliberately pestered me, following me this time, it is really a ghost, you and I are about to get married, I am wholeheartedly devoted to you, and I have no two hearts. ”

Xuan Mo acted in this play with oil and vinegar, and when he was emotional, he hugged Han Xiaoxi on his chest, and rubbed her cheeks with his fingertips, so that the faint tears stained his fingers and wiped away her "sad" tears.

Jin Di was on the side, covering his face with one hand, looking at the two people with a stunned expression.

Singing and harmonizing,.

"Xianggong! It's all this woman, this woman is wishful thinking...... Woowoo woo ......"

Han Xiaoxi and Xuan Mo cooperated just right, rendering a real atmosphere and inciting everyone.

Some of the people at the bottom even picked up the sweet and sour tenderloin on the table and threw it over.

This steamed bun shop also makes some hot dishes and housing, and even the occupants inside come out to watch the excitement.

The flying dish hit Jin Di's face and clothes hard.

She hastily covered her body with a gauze coat and fled directly out of the door.

Leaving this piece of food in a mess, Han Xiaoxi and Xuan Mo entered the room smoothly.

When she entered the room, she lay comfortably on the bed, and she had not rested well for the past few days, but she had to lie down well.

I haven't slept enough just now, so I was pulled up by Xuanmo to go out to do errands, and now I can be regarded as resting.

Han Xiaoxi turned over, only to see that Xuan Mo, who was standing at the door, had a gloomy face.

"Lord Night, what's wrong with you?"

Xuan Mo always had a bad premonition, as if he had missed something, but he still didn't want Han Xiaoxi to worry, so he immediately pretended to be relaxed.

"It's nothing, I haven't seen Jin Di for a long time, and it's really annoying to see her suddenly. ”

Xuan Mo deliberately diverted the topic to prevent Han Xiaoxi from continuing to delve into it.

"Didn't you just see her a few days ago?"

Han Xiaoxi asked in surprise, sensing Xuan Mo's deliberate perfunctory and evasive.

She hugged the brocade quilt on the bed, sat cross-legged casually, her hair was slightly messy, and asked Xuanmo, who was standing at the door, without moving.

"What the hell is wrong with you, why do you always have things to tell me?"

Han Xiaoxi is not the kind of weak woman who is powerless, and discussing with her is not necessarily a bad thing.

Xuan Mo saw that Han Xiaoxi had discovered the clue and decided to tell her his feelings, but even Xuan Mo couldn't tell what this feeling was.

"I just think it's no ordinary coincidence that Jin Di is here, and she always seems to be seducing me, don't you think it's strange?"

Xuan Mo is really cheeky when he says this, Jin Di seduces him, what else can it be?

"Lord Night, if you really like the golden flute, then you go out to chase it now, why do you want to stay with me?"

Han Xiaoxi lay down angrily, covered his head with a quilt, and complained in a muffled voice.

"I don't really like her. Do you remember before, at that Heavenly Court banquet, it was Jin Di who was with the Emperor of Heaven, and the Emperor of Heaven helped her lift the so-called curse.

But at the price, Jin Di was forced to do something. And since she already has the Emperor of Heaven as her lover, why bother to come to me again?"

What Xuan Mo said is not unreasonable, but this also makes it impossible for Han Xiaoxi to judge normally, there will always be a lot of emotions mixed in it, and the judgment and reasoning will be biased.

This is why, when the judge is judged, it is not possible to be emotional, and it is necessary to break off love.

And Xuan Mo deliberately didn't let her continue to be the chief judge just to let her have feelings at that time.

Therefore, in this regard, Han Xiaoxi is also a little unhelpful......

She buried her body in the quilt, feeling a little stuffy, and hurriedly stretched her head out of the quilt, but she still felt that she couldn't breathe.

"The Night King...... Night...... Wang ......"

Han Xiaoxi anxiously grabbed the brocade quilt, but her body was already sore, Xuan Mo hurriedly stepped forward, and just now touched her pulse, there was no abnormality.

Why did this happen all of a sudden?

It looks like it's suffocating.

Xuan Mo's hearing is extraordinary, even in this critical moment, he can feel that there are mechanisms around him.

Dense black juice poured out like raindrops, quickly blocking the opening.

Seeing that the original basic mechanism failed, the man activated the second mechanism, and countless random arrows shot at the side of the bed from all directions.

Xuan Mo was standing beside the bed, bending all the sharpened scrap metal with a wave of one hand, and then falling to the ground with a heavy metal crash.

Immediately after, countless poisonous powder spilled out of the edge of the bed, and Xuan Mo raised the black robe to use it as a protective barrier, and then hugged Han Xiaoxi tightly in his arms.

Completed everything with an extremely fast reaction speed, a speed that ordinary people could barely see with the naked eye, so Princess Xuanmo stood in the center of the room with Han Xiaoxi in her arms.

His fierce gaze scanned the surrounding mechanisms, trying to find the place where the controls were activated.

If the opponent can change the attack method according to his own actions, he must be able to observe himself directly.

Not an observation made in the house?

Xuan Mo looked around a few times, but he didn't find the so-called organ observation point, and he was also a little anxious.

If you can't find the initiator, I'm afraid the poison in Han Xiaoxi's body can't be completely resolved.

Xuan Mo was so nervous that fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he suddenly thought of something, and then directly kicked open the door of the house.

There was also a voyeur outside the door, who was knocked down by Xuanmo and pressed firmly under the door.

The voyeur was none other than this little two.

Xuan Mo stepped on this little er's chest, so much so that he spat blood directly from his mouth, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Hero! Hero! Spare a little life. ”

"What about the man?"

Xuan Mo asked coldly, pressing Han Xiaoxi's face against his chest with one hand, so as to prevent her from seeing the following exaggerated picture.

"People...... In the control room on the third floor. ”

The little two was so weak that he directly confessed to his immediate boss in order to save his life.

There are so many secrets in this seemingly small inn, which Han Xiaoxi and Xuan Mo did not expect.

What's even more surprising is that the toxins on Han Xiaoxi's body develop very quickly, but fortunately, there is an injection of Xuanmo's essence, although it cannot live forever, it can also enhance Han Xiaoxi's resistance to toxins.

If it weren't for Xuan Mo's spirit, her current life would have returned to the West long ago.

"The Night King...... Put me down...... You go...... Go after it. ”

Han Xiaoxi never wanted to be a burden to anyone, and she didn't know if she would die or if she would have sequelae.

All she knew was that the Night King would not spare any criminal.

"No way!"

At this time, Xuan Mo would never leave Han Xiaoxi, watching her breathe unsmoothly, desperately absorbing air.

His thin lips caught the air, and he sent it into her red lips, helping her breathe well.

"You hold on. ”

Xuan Mo didn't know how Han Xiaoxi was poisoned, so naturally he couldn't correspond to the detoxification, and now the fastest detoxification method was to go directly to the control room on the third floor.

Seeing Han Xiaoxi's little face flushed and struggling to breathe oxygen, he knew that he had to be faster.

Demand immediate action.

Almost at the limit of speed, Xuan Mo rushed to the control room on the third floor, only to find that it was already empty, leaving a dense wooden mechanism, including a helm type and a wire type, all of which were used to control the launch of weapons.

"Xi'er, Xi'er, are you okay?"

Before Han Xiaoxi knew it, she was completely asleep from this momentary time, and her breathing was almost as silent as death.

Frightened, Xuan Mo hurriedly put her down and settled on the bench beside her.

also deliberately took off the black robe on his body and covered Han Xiaoxi tightly.

Let him do the rest.

Xuan Mo twisted his head and wrapped his ankle again, he hadn't used such a huge magic circle for a long time, and he was really a little rusty.

He waved his right hand into the air, and when he returned, he already held the cold death scythe in his hand, exuding a chill like ice, giving people a terrifying sense of fear.

It is made of pitch-black material, but it has the luster of death, which makes Xuanmo bloodthirsty and happy.

Turning over and jumping, with a tap of his toes, Xuan Mo stood on the very top of the entire building, and then plunged the handle of the Death Scythe into the roof.

The hard Scythe of Death struck hard, shattering the roof tiles until it could be fully secured.

Xuan Mo spread his hands, the pitch-black juice condensed in the palms, and the next second it all changed to a purer hellfire hue, and the bluish azure shone on his paper-white face.

"Restrictions lifted. ”

The Scythe of Death erupted in circles of black shockwaves, rippling like a circle of water, and red dots of stars appeared everywhere it touched.

This is the top of the wide-area search spell, and it is also an exclusive spell refined by Xuanmo, using the penetrating power of hellfire, combined with black juice and its own spiritual power attributes, showing a powerful search ability.

Let the murderer in the control room on the third floor run anywhere, he can be arrested and brought to justice.

Scold.

Really.

Xuan Mo found the man's breath, and it was in the basement of this house.

He pulled out the scythe of death, carried it neatly on his shoulder, and then leaped down from the third floor, relying on his sense of magic, and landed firmly on the ground, his clothes still so black, not a trace of dust.

Well.

His iceberg face finally had a terrible smile, and he looked like he was ready to take his life.

Little by little, his fingers twisted and twisted, making a Caracalla sound that made people's scalps tingle to hear.

After all, there are people he just wants to die.

How could the Night King not be perfected?