When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 70 Mr., your taste is so sweet (18)

"So?" Jing Mo looked at him with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, his eyes slightly cold.

"We suspect that someone around you stole this treasure, and please ask Miss Nan Xing to return it." The elder looked at Nan Xing with an indifferent expression.

"I didn't take it!" Nan Xing shook his head.

"Naturally you won't admit it, won't you know if you ask the maid to search?" Fa Linmei covered her chest, her face was pale, but she still stepped forward to intervene.

"Treasure? Is it this?" The ancient and delicate box appeared in Jing Mo's hand, hanging in the air with a blood-red light.

When the elder and Fa Linmei saw it, their eyes brightened instantly, "Yes, it's this treasure!"

Nan Xing touched her heart, not knowing why, but looking at the box in her husband's hand, she felt inexplicably familiar.

It was drawing her closer.

"Heh, yours?" Jing Mo raised his eyes and swept his cold gaze.

Facing the icy gaze, the elder's crutches were a little unstable, and his eyes dodged for a moment.

"Of course it's ours, that bastard stole our treasure!" Farinmei also shouted in a confident tone.

Jing Mo flicked his hand, and a powerful spiritual force smashed it without hesitation, and Fameline vomited blood in an instant.

"Sir, Nanxing didn't steal." The little human shook his head seriously.

"They misunderstood you." Jingmo looked down at her.

Imprisoning her mother, accusing her of stealing, and demeaning her all the time, so she is still not angry?
"They are too stupid." Nan Xing looked at him seriously and nodded solemnly.

Jingmo: "..."

I don't want to compete with idiots!
A purple wave of light waved over again, seemingly with a hint of revenge for the purpose of venting, and all the people were thrown to the floor.

"Ah!!!" There was a wailing in the dim hall.

Jing Mo withdrew his hand indifferently, and said in a flat tone: "If you want treasure, let your dukes come and beg me."

After taking the two back to the castle, Jing Mo asked the maid to take care of it.

"Come with me." He looked sideways at Nan Xingdao.

"Mom." Nan Xing looked at Fei'eryi with distressed eyes.

Fei'eryi smiled with relief, "Go ahead, sir is a kind blood clan."

"Sister Avril, trouble you." Nan Xing looked at Avril seriously.

"Miss Nanxing, go to the Duke, we are here." Avril said thoughtfully.

Only then did Nan Xing feel relieved and went to the bedroom to look for Jing Mo.

Jing Mo was holding the treasure that had just arrived from Duke Anders Castle, surrounded by blood-red rays of light. After the arrival of Nanxing, the amplitude of the up and down jumps seemed to be larger.

"Come here." Jingmo beckoned towards the dazed little human.

"Sir, thank you!" Grabbing his broad palm, Nan Xing said gratefully from the bottom of his heart.

"Want wings?" Jing Mo raised his lips and asked gently.

"Nan Xing is stupid and can't grow." She said worriedly.

"Stupid? Really stupid." Jing Mo said unceremoniously, squeezing her soft cheeks.

Nanxing was even more depressed.

"Close your eyes."

"Huh?" She opened her eyes wide.

"Be obedient." Jing Mo was a little helpless.

Perhaps only the system can detect it immediately, the current Duke is more than a hundred times gentler than before.

"Okay sir." Nan Xing nodded obediently and closed his eyes.

Jing Mo lowered his head and opened the treasure box. There was only a drop of blood in it, a very pure drop of blood.

(End of this chapter)