Xu was drunk because of the wine, Mo Chen talked a little more tonight, and after talking about the open and secret battle between the two divisions, the topic shifted to the cunning spirit beasts of Yansushi, and then scolded several star monarchs led by Si Lu.

"They're all bastards with their own ghosts. ”

Jiuluo looked around, estimating that the Xingjun who was complained by his boss would not eavesdrop, so he did not dissuade him, and listened to him continue to complain.

At this time, the sky was filled with rain, and it fell on the faces and bodies of the two people. The moon disappeared behind the clouds at some point.

The autumn rain was slightly cool, and Jiuluo saw that the banquet was more than halfway through, and wanted to persuade him to take it back, but Mochen didn't care, and set up an enchantment to isolate the two from the raindrops outside.

Jiuluo raised his head and watched the raindrops falling in the night sky, like crystal beads falling one after another, and he was about to smash on his face, but he was covered by an invisible barrier, and the raindrops deviated from the direction and did not follow the established track, but slipped to the other side.

She looked up at the strange raindrops, feeling that nothing was real.

Mochen looked at her stupid appearance, and suddenly tugged at her sleeve and pulled her back to her seat.

"Do you know what day it is?"

Jiu Luo watched the raindrops change direction in mid-air and fall elsewhere, then shifted his gaze to Mo Chen.

"Your birthday?"

Many people in the mortal world have this question for this reason.

Mo Chen shook his head and denied: "Guess again." ”

Jiuluo lowered his head, listening to the sound of rain outside the barrier, speculating on his question.

Today is the sixth day of the eighth month, not his birthday, nor her own, what special day will it be?

No matter what day it is, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with her.

"Did you win a prize?" she asked.

Mo Chen stretched out his hand and pinched her upturned nose: "You are really calculating." ”

This is the first time he took the initiative to admit to her that he was not a 3,000-year-old and made intimate gestures to her.

Jiuluo blushed and tilted his head to avoid his gaze.

His fingertips still had the slippery touch of her skin, and his heart was hot, and he pieced together a messy picture in front of him.

He suddenly laughed to himself and grabbed her hand.

His palm was hot, and Jiu Luo wanted to break free, but Mo Chen opened her palm and looked at the Phantom Turtle.

"That's a good thing. However, you didn't take advantage of it. ”

When Jiu Luo heard him say this, he immediately became interested, forgetting that his little hand was still being held by him, he leaned forward, looked at the phantom turtle that was shrunk into the palm of his hand and only left a turtle shell, and asked him curiously: "How to use it?"

Mo Chen didn't sell Guan Zi this time, and directly taught her a set of tricks.

Although this set of recipes is not long, the pronunciation is very strange.

The Phantom Turtle stretched its neck in the palm of his hand.

As if guessing her doubts, Mo Chen took the initiative to explain: "This is a recipe left by the ancients, when encountering a more powerful illusion technique, you can return a tooth for a tooth and retreat safely." Don't worry, I won't hurt you. ”

Jiu Luo listened to him quietly, the dark and rich night hung low behind him like a huge curtain, lining his face like warm jade with a soft light, his eyebrows and eyes were as deep and quiet as a mountain, Jiu Luo was in a trance for a while.

He knocked her on the head and teased her, "Do you think that the deity is beautiful and delicious?

"Phew. Sling the bull. ”

Slag.

Jiu Luo blushed, snatched his hand, and rubbed it vigorously where he had held it. It seemed like he would wipe out all the heart-pounding sensations he had given her.

After Mo Chen finished teasing her, he smiled happily.

"You remember, the competition is not only about the level of mana, but also about the mind, the ability to adapt, and your judgment of things. When necessary, there are some people who should be killed, do not be merciful. Otherwise, you won't be able to get out of the maze. ”