Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 71

Just when Shang Mo was puzzled, the two maidservants still spoke in unison, which made Shang Mo jump in shock. Could it be that these two are the same body?Every move is exactly the same.

"Young Master ordered, if the girl is unwilling to leave here, please come with your slaves."

Shang Mo nodded suspiciously, who is the son they are talking about?Knowing her personality so well, indeed, she didn't intend to leave here so vaguely.

Silently walking behind the two women, Shang Mo remained vigilant, looking around with his peripheral vision from time to time, the blue windows on the pink windows, the spring red forest flowers, elegant, quite elegant.

When the two women stopped, she had already come to a thick wooden Xuan door. The two women still stood still, opened the door from both sides, bowed and lowered their heads: "Please, girl."

As soon as the door was opened, there was a big golden smoker in front of the eyes, filled with water vapor, blurred vision, curling smoke, and the smell of medicine lingered in the nose, and the sound of splashing water made Shang Mo's face turn red.

After turning her gaze a few times, she could also see that there was a hot spring steaming upwards. From the sound, there seemed to be someone inside...

The heavy door behind him was slowly closed again, and finally it was completely closed. Shang Mo's breathing was stagnant, and his heart skipped a beat following the sound of the door closing.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing. Shang Mo, who had always been brazen, stood there at a loss, not daring to speak, and not daring to look around. He was full of doubts, what's the situation now?
The sound of rushing water became the only sound in this quiet space at this time, and the water mist was lingering.

Accompanied by the direction of the sound of water, Shang Mo looked sideways, and this sight made her eyes widen. A man stepped out from Nuoda's hot spring pool as if there was no one there. The two maids standing beside the hot spring pool with their heads bowed, put white robes on his body as usual...

Like the two maids standing outside, they were more expressionless than the other, bowing their heads respectfully from beginning to end, without any emotion.

That person seemed to completely ignore Shang Mo who was present, even the two maids were not idle, Shang Mo couldn't help being shocked, was he too careless?Or was it that even the maids around him were so advanced that she didn't even notice their existence just now?
With Shang Mo's ability, those two maids are naturally no match for her. If it is normal, it is easy to find them. It can only be said that she has lost from the moment she entered this place. Such a bloody scene, Can she keep her cool?

That man was none other than the man in white who rescued Shang Mo at Yipinxuan. The rustling sound of dressing was very clear in this eerily quiet room. From Shang Mo's perspective, she could only see him With his back, he stood tall and straight, with his arms outstretched, allowing two maids to straighten his clothes. His hair was still dripping with water, and the maids were gently wiping the remaining water for him with a dry cloth. beads.

Shang Mo frowned slightly, it was the first time she had been treated this way, this was the first person who dared to leave her aside to watch him being served!
When the man lightly raised a hand, the two maids immediately stopped all movements, bowed respectfully, and quietly exited the space.

"Who are you!" Although Shang Mo has a good temper, his patience needs to be improved. At this moment, her star eyes are sharp, and her arrogance slowly rises. Yun Luo's poison has been cured, so she is no longer subject to any shackles.

The man in white didn't seem to care about Shang Mo's more and more concentrated true energy. At this moment, he was already dressed in white and snowy, standing in front of her elegantly, and the hair hanging on his shoulders was still wet and messy. Scattered, arrogant and unrestrained temperament is fully reflected.

Shang Mo frowned. With her always arrogant personality, she hated this kind of passive situation of being teased around by others the most. Her sharp breath was condensed on her fingertips. Maybe she felt that Shang Mo was angry, and the man in white couldn't help shaking his head lightly. Smiling, with a wave of his sleeves, he had put on the bamboo hat that covered his face with a white gauze again, turned around and looked at Shang Mo: "I won't harm you."

Shang Mo squinted his eyes. At this time, both of them were dressed in white, accompanied by the steaming water mist, independent of the world, they became immortals...

Shang Mo had to admit to himself that Yipinxuan was already worthy of being a heavenly man when he was stunned, but when he looked at it again at this moment, he was so ethereal that he was incomparable to a god...

Raising his eyebrows and laughing lightly, Shang Mo's cunning eyes suddenly showed a shrewdness that made people have to be vigilant, and even the man in white who had surprised Shang Mo couldn't help but tense up a little.

Sure enough, in the next second, Shang Mo's toes were off the ground and he was heading towards the man in white. She smelled like a green ribbon, her feathers fluttered, and her eyes were smiling. When the man was about to dodge, Shang Mo suddenly came up and changed direction. , with a light figure, walked around behind him, stepped on the hot spring pool water, the toe of the shoe was wet, and the speed was so fast that one would think it was a fairy dancing on the water.

It is indeed as light as a fairy, with the skirt flying, turning over and jumping up, the moving figure in mid-air twirling several times, falling lightly, stepping on the water, the skirt is soaked, but the delicate dance, The various poses make people fascinated, wondering whether they are watching the graceful dance of fairies in the clouds.

The golden sandalwood scented his nostrils, and there was a more gentle look in his eyes. Those eyes were so deep that people couldn't help but be puzzled and sunken, as if they were enough to inhale anyone. He stared intently at Shang Mo dancing gracefully. He didn't want to miss every second of his movement, as if he wanted to use this to imprint her deeply in his eyes.

Shang Mo hooked the corners of her lips, and her smile deepened. With her sleeves flying, her eyes instantly burst into incomparable confidence. When she turned her feet, those slender and slender hands took the opportunity to attack the man's bamboo hat.

This little thing is still the same.

The corners of his mouth slowly waved into a wry smile, he tapped his toes, and swept back, his palms gently pushed to defuse Shang Mo's fierce offensive, but Shang Mo seemed to have expected that he would not dare to hurt her, and pressed forward every step of the way , he smiled and sighed helplessly, so he put one hand on her waist, and used his strength to lead Shang Mo to flip a few times in mid-air. After landing safely, he quickly withdrew and took a few steps back.

Looking at his calm and unrestrained skills before, at this moment, he was forced by Shang Mo to retreat into a panic, which made Shang Mo amused, and stopped, pretending to be dissatisfied with his hands on his waist and puffing his cheeks: "You hide!" What! Am I a scourge! No matter how you say it, I am also a beautiful girl, and a good-looking talent."

(End of this chapter)