Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 106

"Well, you all go down." Zhao Fenghua nodded, and soon those figures who were haunting Shang Mo almost madly retreated quietly.

"Wuyue, where is Brother Ling Kuang?" Shang Mo frowned. She was in a good mood at first, but she didn't expect that when she came to Misty Villa, these people would either stop her or ask him questions.

She didn't understand what had happened to brother Lingkuang recently, first he left her in Duzun Valley and left by himself, and then she came to Misty Villa twice, and no one in Misty Villa would let her see her.

She did promise Zhao Fenghua before that she and Shangmo would never forcibly break into Piaomiao Villa, but this time, it was Brother Lingkuang who personally promised her a birthday appointment, why didn't Brother Lingkuang see her?
"This..." Zhao Fenghua had quite a headache. How shrewd is this little girl Shang Mo, how could she not know?It might not be that simple to fool the past, but according to the master's order, she can't let Shang Mo know the master's current situation.

Shang Mo saw that Wuqing and the four of them had arrived together. The place where the four young masters would arrive together indicated the location of the owner of Misty Villa. But Shang Mo looked around and saw that the surroundings were empty. Could it be...

Shang Mo's face darkened in an instant: "What's wrong, brother Ling Kuang?"

It was not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence. Zhao Fenghua and the others all changed their expressions and looked strange. No one dared to meet Shang Shangmo's questioning gaze.

...In the ice cellar, the man who had been sitting quietly in the cold ice slowly opened his eyes. Although he had been sitting quietly for ten days and ten nights, the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were as black as a dark night. The sky, the bottomless eyes are full of sobriety.

"Let her in." The cold voice lacked any warmth, just like this bitingly cold ice cellar.

At this time, his cool and calm handsome face was still exposed in the air, without a mask...

Shang Mo outside was slightly taken aback when he heard the voice. The voice... came from the ground - it was Brother Ling Kuang's voice.

Hearing Meng Lingkuang's order, Zhao Fenghua and the others first had a tacit understanding of joy, then looked at each other, and finally retreated to both sides to make way for Shang Mo: "It's right there, go in, master Waiting for you there."

Shang Mo heard that her heart was beating surprisingly fast, she didn't know why, was she afraid or uneasy?She found that she really knew too little about her crazy brother, yes, she didn't know him at all... The mist that permeated the surface of the cold floor tiles was so cold that it hurt people's bones, the deeper they went, Shang Mo I just feel that the cold air is getting colder and colder than the coldest time she has ever seen in Yinshan Pass. The underground palace is buried deep in the ground, and the winding stairs slowly extend down. The faint light can barely illuminate the stone steps in the dark, and the further you go down, the colder it becomes.

The space was so quiet that Shang Mo could only hear his own rapid heartbeat and slow footsteps...

It wasn't until he finished the last step that Shang Mo realized that the dim and narrow scenery in front of him suddenly changed. His eyes became empty and lit up. This is the deepest part of the underground palace, where the thousand-year-old ice is.

After coming here, Shang Mo confirmed what he thought in his heart. The cold air here is not ordinary cold air. If the Tao is not enough, the people who come here must be drained of internal energy first, and then die because of the cold air entering the body. back!
Fortunately, she had broken through the realm of heaven and man a while ago, and although she still had to carefully protect herself with true energy, the cold air here did not pose a great threat to her.

Walking to the ice cellar, when Shang Mo raised his eyes to take a look, his whole body seemed to be fixed on the ground, unable to move at all.

A white jade coffin that seemed to be carved out of ice was quietly placed horizontally in the center. The entire ice cellar was terribly cold, and thick ice was condensed everywhere. Her back froze suddenly, because she saw that the transparent The man sitting quietly with his back facing him in the white jade coffin, this figure is clearly brother Ling Kuang!

His whole body was soaked, his clothes stuck to his body, and his long hair that fell down had turned silvery white!
However, I haven't seen her Brother Ling Kuang for more than ten days. The last time I saw him, he was obviously fine. What was revealed was a faint and warm smile, and even the corners of his lips had a warm arc. That's right, Brother Ling Kuang was so energetic, as handsome and handsome as a fairy in the sky.

But now, why did brother Lingkuang suddenly lose so much weight? With that silver hair all over his head, he...

Thinking of this, Shang Mo's heart ached, his throat tightened, and he couldn't say a word. Shang Mo, who never cried, bit his lower lip tightly at this time, and used the pain to remind himself, finally finally Forced back the tears.

"Mo'er." It was Meng Lingkuang's voice, as pleasant as ever, and his voice was calm, as usual.

He has always been like this, so cold and indifferent that it is daunting, but Shang Mo can hear his tenderness and pampering.

"Brother Lingkuang." Shang Mo clenched her fists tightly to keep her voice from trembling. She pretended to be calm and looked at Meng Lingkuang's back. She had a lot of questions to ask, but at this moment, she didn't know. What to ask in the first sentence.

Although his back was facing Shang Mo, he could not understand Shang Mo's temperament very well. Meng Lingkang smiled helplessly, his tone slowed down, and seemed not so blunt, as if the coldness here was different from the pain in his body. The pain didn't affect him at all: "Silly girl, today is your birthday, forgive me, I want to meet you in this kind of place."

Yes, Shang Mo's 15th birthday should be spent in a place that can make people happy, but he couldn't bring her happiness. Instead, she had to walk into this bitingly cold icehouse to see him.

Shang Mo's throat became tighter and tighter, and the tip of his nose was sore. The warmth in his heart had already surpassed the cold here by countless times. She slowly approached Meng Ling madly, because she really wanted to hug Meng Ling Kuang, it's so cold here, brother Lingkuang must be very cold, she wanted to hug him, but she didn't dare to go forward, because her intuition told her that brother Lingkuang was not wearing a mask now.

"What's the matter, Mo'er, you want to see me, don't you?" Seeing Shang Mo's hesitation, Meng Lingkuang shook his head amusedly, and his tone became more gentle: "Brother Lingkuang promised you, today is the time Delivered."

She was close at hand, but Shang Mo didn't dare to go around in front of Meng Lingkuang. She stood straight behind him with her head down, like a child who made a mistake and was waiting for her elders to teach her a lesson: "Brother Lingkuang, how about that?" The sun is Mo'er willful, in fact, if brother Ling Kuang is not willing..."

(End of this chapter)