Heritage foundry

Chapter 89 The Lost Treasure

Disappeared, a total of 88 black star iron boxes one meter long and half a meter wide disappeared under the surveillance arranged by Ruiwen Nalong.

All the entrances to Yingyang City were monitored by Ruiwen Naron, but the things disappeared without a trace.

Under Ruiwen Nalong's blue-gold butterfly mask, her cherry lips were slightly pursed, and her blue eyes looking at Zhou Mo gradually cooled down.

The armrest on one side of the soft chair silently turned into dust and drifted away. Ruiwen-Nalong tilted her head and secretly sent a voice transmission to Qianshu. After giving a few words, Qianshu's graceful black eyes showed a trace of surprise, and she was a little puzzled. Looking at Ruiwen-Naron.

The majesty in the green eyes flashed away, Qianshu didn't dare to look at each other, and bowed her head back.

Not long after, the representative of Ruiwen Nalong in the arena returned to the south gate, and walked out after a few words.

"It's useless for you and me to argue like this. Her Royal Highness means that she doesn't want to haggle with you. Since it's a win and a loss, that's fine."

Zhou Mo's black eyes narrowed slightly, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the representative of Ruiwen-Nalong made a request after taking a step back:
"Since there is one win and one loss, it means that the outcome is still undecided. Her Royal Highness requests another duel."

The representative of Grand Duke Yingyang did not dare to call the shots, and returned to the north to ask for instructions. After a while, he walked over with a strange smile on his face, met the eyes of Ruiwen Nalong's agent, and smiled at each other knowingly.

"His Royal Highness's request is very legitimate, my eldest son naturally agrees, and everything will follow His Royal Highness Nalong's wishes."

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Mo's back felt cold, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier.

At this time, everything was negotiated, and the two who were short of the duel method and candidates suddenly stopped and chatted about the weather and buildings quite familiarly.

Zhou Mo's heart was pounding, a feeling of death approaching made him instinctively despair.

His gaze sank slightly, Zhou Mo's eyes turned into the color of mithril, his heart beat slowed down, but with every beat, surging power was sent to his whole body, ready to fight to the death at any time.

Behind him, that familiar yet unfamiliar gaze fell on Zhou Mo, undisguised and with a deep chill.

Zhou Mo turned around abruptly, and looked at Ruiwen Nalong silently in surprise.

Seeing Zhou Mo's innocent look as if he knew nothing about everything, Ruiwen-Nalong felt unexplainably angry. She has always played with the world's people between applause, and this is the first time someone Play her for a fool.

The blue eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and they looked at Zhou Mo's black eyes, one pretended to be innocent, and the other seemed to have seen everything.

The atmosphere was slightly condensed, Chen Yang lowered his head slightly, and walked behind Ruiwen Nalong without a sound.

Zhou Mo's eyes turned, and he glanced at Chen Yang, as if he didn't understand what it meant, he spread his hands and broke the silence first.

"Your Highness, why are you looking at Zhou Mo with such eyes? Is things not going well?"

Ruiwen-Nalong's blue eyes stared at Zhou Mo's expression without blinking, but Zhou Mo's acting skills can be regarded as well-trained, and the expression on his face is lifelike, and there is no flaw in it.

Gently took off the blue-golden mask, with a hint of sadness on her face, Ruiwen Nalong lowered her eyes slightly, and said in a low voice:
"Zhou Mo, how has Ruiwen treated you since we met?"

Zhou Mo was silent. It was really difficult for him to answer these words. After a few breaths, Zhou Mo finally considered his words and replied:

"Your Highness's kindness is so great that Zhou Mo can't bear it."

Ruiwen Nalong ignored the deep meaning in Zhou Mo's words, and continued:
"You don't like Qianshu, so Ruiwen gave you her favorite Chenyang, what else do you want?"

Speaking from Ruiwen Nalong's voice like a girl's boudoir resentment, Zhou Mo's whole body trembled, and he really couldn't bear it.

The voice became a little more serious, Zhou Mo bowed and saluted:

"Zhou Mo said that the princess's kindness is so great that Zhou Mo can't bear it."

Rui Wen-Nalong continued to ignore her, complaining to herself:

"In the wilderness border town, if Ruiwen hadn't kindly reminded him to help, where would you be now, Zhou Mo?"

Zhou Mo bowed his head and said nothing, but this was the grace of life, he could not deny it, and said:
"His Royal Highness saved your life, Zhou Mo naturally dare not forget it."

Rui Wen-Nalong stretched out a bare hand, and Chen Yang beside her handed out a silk scarf just right, Rui Wen wiped her eyes lightly with the silk scarf, as if tears were flowing out.

"You were wronged at Grand Duke Yingyang's manor. Ruiwen spared no effort to have a grudge with Grand Duke Yingyang, and she wants to vent your anger on you..."

Hearing this, Zhou Mo quickly interrupted:
"Your Highness, don't say such things. Zhou Mo's anger at Grand Duke Yingyang's manor came out on the spot, but he didn't dare to bother Her Royal Highness. If it gets out, Zhou Mo won't be able to live with Grand Duke Yingyang." .”

Ruiwen Nalong seemed to have never heard Zhou Mo's words, but just wiped away tears that didn't exist.

Zhou Mo was silent, Ruiwen Nalong was wiping tears that didn't exist, the two of them were waiting for something.

Qian Shu opened the door and walked in, nodded slightly at Ruiwen Nalong, and then looked at Zhou Mo with some pity with her curvy black eyes.

Ruiwen-Nalong put away the gesture of wiping her tears, and suddenly showed a smile, smiling all over the world, as if engraving this room in the picture scroll.

"Zhou Mo, do you like my contrived, tactful and coquettish way just now?"

At this time, Ruiwen-Nalong had squinting eyes and plain words, but she had a kind of nobility and domineering arrogance looking down on the world.

Zhou Mo lowered his head even deeper, and the light in his black eyes was dark, like the depths of the ocean, without seeing the depth. Hearing this, he replied flatly:
"Zhou Mo has always only admired things that are not his own, and he doesn't like them!"

The voice came to Ruiwen-Nalong's ears, and the blue eyes cast on Zhou Mo's bowed head, and there was no trace of warmth in the eyes.

"Very good, His Highness likes this sentence, but you must pay back the kindness you owe me!"

Hearing this, Zhou Mo raised his head, his eyes were calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said calmly:
"Zhou is a person with clear grievances and grievances. Since His Highness said, there is no reason for Zhou Mo not to agree."

This seems to be the first time for Zhou Mo, without any worries, to look at the pair of blue eyes with a clear mind, and it also seems to be the first time, Zhou Mo has no worries, and sincerely appreciates the beauty in front of him.

Zhou Mo's expression naturally couldn't escape Rui Wen-Nalong's attention. Seeing Zhou Mo, who had always been cautious in front of her, suddenly changed so differently, as intelligent and sharp as Rui Wen-Nalong, he couldn't help being stunned.

The blue eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then condensed on Zhou Mo's face again. A trace of pity flashed across Ruiwen-Nalong's face, but it disappeared in a flash, and said:
"Zhou Mo, you have to understand that getting something in your hands may not be a blessing. You are a smart person, don't be ruined by greed!"

This was Ruiwen Nalong's last advice to Zhou Mo. She really couldn't bear it. A man who could use cats and butterflies in desperation would be ruined by his own greed.

The corners of Zhou Mo's mouth curled up, his eyes deepened, and he said:
"What Her Royal Highness said is very true, but in this world, who can escape the word greed?"

Whether Zhou Mo’s words are true or not, no one can prove it. However, in a dark underground waterway, the wild boar is sitting on a hill made of 88 boxes, but it is struggling on the critical point of greed and non-greed.

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