Reborn Concubine Against the Sky

Chapter 938 Dinner Celebration 17
"Master Mozun, I still have some things to do, so I will not accompany you."

Ao Qianling's crisp voice sounded, she gave Yan Mo a cold look, she turned and left without hesitation.

"Ling'er, I really have something to tell you, don't go, just listen to me."

Yan Mo stood in front of her, he hooked his head slightly, and said to Ao Qianling very seriously, it was difficult to hide the evil aura on his body.

"Master Mozun pay attention to your words."

Ao Qianling raised her eyebrows, she didn't like Yan Mo calling her like that.

"Alright then, Lord Black Spirit, I have something to tell you."

Yan Mo exhaled slightly, looked at Ao Qianling and said.

"This king feels that there seems to be nothing to talk to Lord Mozun."

Ao Qianling glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

"Ling'er, no, Lord Black Spirit, don't you want to take back what you threw at me before?"

Yan Mo curled her lips into a smile and said with a smile.

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Ao Qianling didn't ask curiously, but narrowed her clear and deep eyes slightly, looking at Yan Mo, obviously not understanding what he was talking about.

"Remember it?"

Yan Mo didn't know when and where she took a black thing the size of a brick and put it in her hand, it looked limp.

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Ao Qianling glanced down at the thing in his hand, four words suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help muttering: "What dark ghost?"

"It seems that Lord Black Spirit, you still remember, then, do you want to take it back?"

Yan Mo saw that Ao Qianling had finally spoken, and there was a look of enlightenment in his eyes, so he didn't feel excited.

Xie Mie An Gui, Ao Qianling only remembers where it was lost, but she doesn't know how it got into Yan Mo's hands, but it does belong to her.

"woooooo"

I don't know whether the dark ghost felt the same as Ao Qianling, or Yan Mo released it, it felt the breath of the city of the dead, and the city of the dead is the breath of home.

It was as quiet as mud just now, but now it suddenly stood up from Yan Mo's hand, twisted its body, and kept whining.

Ao Qianling's eyes flickered slightly, and he stretched out his hand to take Xie Mie Angui over. Yan Mo seemed to deliberately make things difficult for her, when she stretched out his hand, he retracted his hand self-consciously.

Ao Qianling's eyebrows froze instantly, just like what Frost Phoenix said, this Yan Mo is not a good person.

Ao Qianling withdrew his hand in a lack of interest, and gave Yan Mo a cold look.

The Xie Mie ghost in Yan Mo's hand, at this moment, fell from his hand into Ao Qianling's arms.

Lie Rulin looked at Xie Mie Angui in Ao Qianling's embrace, then smiled in satisfaction, withdrew his hand, stood beside her, and could vaguely smell a clear fragrance.

The fragrance melted into the wind, blowing along with the wind, sometimes disappearing, it was unusually comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

"As long as Ling'er wants it, I don't need to do it myself, the deity will personally deliver it to your arms."

Although Yan Mo is a bit strange, it stands to reason that this ghost came out of his restraint, and there is a restraint circle under his hand, if he didn't take it with his own hands, even if Ao Qian stretched out his hand to take it, he would feel it of.

Just now, he didn't feel anything at all, which was really strange.

"Then I will thank Lord Mozun first."

Ao Qianling looked at Xie Mie An Gui in his arms, curled his red lips, and spoke in a calm tone.

(End of this chapter)