There is nothing special about the Wenhui and the martial arts, the insiders see the real and the fake, the laymen see the lively, the ordinary people celebrate and inspire, and have a lot of fun, the nobles in the Mengjiang Building are much more plain, and the lake tour is a fun event for them, but it is the second thing to have fun, expand contacts, and make friends.

The lake tour finally came to an end, and a person's name began to circulate in the upper circles of Jiangzhou, and it was surprising that although many people mentioned this name, they were secretive about this person's deeds and did not mention a word. just repeatedly warned the children in the family that when they go out, they must not have bad relations with them.

After Chu Mo returned to the Su family, he almost closed his door, sitting on the collapse every day to cultivate, studying the purple qi true recipe during the day, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth at night, and he really gained something in a few days, not only did he cultivate in addition to the second innate essence, but even the research on the purple qi true recipe had made some progress!

"Could it be that the Vajra Sword Psychic is really related to my exercises?" Chu Mo said to himself, he had basically identified this possibility, because the Xuanyuan Qi Luck True Recipe was very different from the Purple Qi True Technique in terms of understanding the Dao!

So, he turned his attention to the wisp of luck above his head. After he killed Zong Ao, while his luck had not yet dissipated, he immediately sucked Zong Ao's luck over, and through refining, about one-tenth of his luck became a part of himself.

Through observation, he found that this subtle wisp of nine-colored qi luck was like sticking to him, always floating above his head, like a shadow, and he couldn't shake it off!

This made Chu Mo very distressed, he was subconsciously a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, since he had this thing suspended above his head, he always felt that others could also see his luck, and he was very uncomfortable.

"Let's see if it's the same as the innate essence!"

Chu Mo said, secretly condensing the Yin God, as if casting a spell, communicating that wisp of luck with his heart, wanting it to enter the Vajra Sword.

Airplanes!

The King Kong Sword also sensed the master's thoughts, flew to the top of Chu Mo's head, and then touched the nine-colored qi luck with the tip of the sword.

An amazing scene happened, after the King Kong Sword and the Nine Colors Qi Luck touched, there was no change, the two seemed to be in different spaces, and they couldn't be handed over at all!

Chu Mo felt strange, the two innate essences were all condensed on the palm of his hand, and then he reached out and grabbed it!

Didn't catch it.

The nine-color luck is like a projection, no matter what method Chu Mo uses, he will never be able to help it.

Chu Mo was very helpless about this, "Qi Luck Jue" only has the method of plundering Qi Luck, tempering Qi Luck Soldiers, and changing the way of luck, if he insists on letting it come down from the top of his head, then it is time for him to use Qi Luck to cast spells.

In order to eliminate his psychological effect, Chu Mo called Su Mubai to show himself. Fortunately, Su Mubai couldn't see that wisp of nine-colored luck.

Chu Mo was still not at ease, he always felt uncomfortable, and walked around Su Mansion again, and when he met people, he pointed to the top of his head and asked people the same question-Can you see this wisp of nine-colored gas on the top of my head?

As a result, the Su Mansion began to discuss, isn't this future uncle of the Su family crazy?

"Come, Chu Mo, let me tell you, you go to see my sister later, maybe she can see the things above your head!" Approaching the evening, Su Mubai broke into Chu Mo's room and said mysteriously.

"Your sister, is your sister special?" Chu Mo looked at him with suspicious eyes, in the past few days, Su Mubai often made fun of him and Su Linlang, and he didn't know if he was teasing him this time.

"My sister has been able to use the moonlight since she was a child, and she has a lot of incredible abilities, and she may or may not be able to help you!

Chu Mo looked at his sincere eyes, and then thought about the nine-colored luck suspended above his head, gritted his teeth, and decided to believe it in order not to go wrong in the future!

Su Linlang's boudoir is in the backyard, and it is on the second floor. Chu Mo walked all the way, and when he met everyone, he felt that others were looking at him, like a flower thief stealing incense and jade.

"Young Master Chu?" Su Linlang's personal maid touched Chu Mo and called out curiously.

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Ning'er. ”

"It's so late, Childe ......"

"Oh oh! it's nothing, I'm just going for a walk, just take a walk!"

"Poof!"

Ning'er covered her mouth and smiled: "This is a women's room, and Master Chu is so interested!"

Chu Mo was speechless, this evening, the moon has come out, and it seems that it is really a little wrong to walk around the women's room!

"Childe is here to find Miss, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's something to do with her!" Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally returned to the topic!

"Childe come with me!" Ning Er felt that this future uncle was really cute, and she couldn't bear to tease, so she led Chu Mo into Su Linlang's boudoir.

Su Linlang's boudoir is very chic, with warm incense powder tents and beaded curtains and jade pillows, which looks very girly.

At this time, Su Linlang was supporting her chin with her wrist, leaning on the windowsill, looking at the moon in the sky lazily, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

She was holding Xiao Bai who had disappeared for a few days in her arms, and since the little guy knew the relationship between Chu Mo and Su Linlang, he was so happy that he jumped up and down, and he disappeared all day long, and he was probably tired of being here.

Chu Mo was stunned, Su Linlang was a gentle lady, and now she has this temperament that is particularly prominent, adding a bit of fairy spirit.

What's more, there seems to be something special around her!

The power of the moon?

Chu Mo focused his gaze on Xiao Bai's body again, the little guy closed his eyes, and with his breathing, a faint power of the moon continued to enter through its nostrils, and compared with a few days ago, the speed was more than ten times faster!

Can Su Linlang help Xiaobai absorb the power of Yuehua?!

Chu Mo was shocked, what happened today, it was an accident that the luck could not be brought down, and now Su Linlang's side is surrounded by the power of Yuehua!

"Ahh

Chu Mo entered the room, got closer, pointed to the top of his head, and asked, "Can you see the nine-colored gas above my head?"

He was a little embarrassed, he asked a lot of people today, and he was about to be regarded as a madman.

"Nine-colored gas?" Su Linlang looked at it carefully, then shook his head.

Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction, it seems that this nine-colored luck is really only visible to himself.

"...... of Prince Chu"

"Huh?"

"Actually, you don't have to be like this, Linlang will be your person sooner or later, why rush to ...... at this time" Su Linlang was a little embarrassed.

"Oh. ”

Chu Mo responded, and continued to focus on Su Linlang and the power of Yuehua, he was very strange, Su Linlang was not an immortal cultivator, let alone a demon, why did he have such a strong affinity for the power of Yuehua.

"Young Master Chu, it's not early, this is the concubine's boudoir, you ......"

"It's okay, it's okay! I'll look at it for a while!" Chu Mo hurriedly waved his hand.

Su Linlang lowered her head, a little overwhelmed, and Chu Mo's scorching eyes made her very uncomfortable. What's more, the most important festival for women is now dark, even if Chu Mo is her fiancé, it is not in accordance with the etiquette law.

"Linlang, do you know the power of the moonlight? It's the milky white moonlight beside you. ”

"Milky moonlight?" Su Linlang blushed.

"Well, it seems that you don't know either. Chu Mo smiled helplessly, "Xiaobai will be handed over to you, you have to raise it to be fat for nothing!"

"Yes!" Su Linlang stood up and made a blessing.

Chu Mo was dumbfounded, it seemed that Su Linlang was deeply poisoned by feudal etiquette, a little joke, she actually treated it as a husband's order to his wife.