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"Do you think I'm making trouble for nothing?"

But now, he did not dare do so. The palace could not be compared to when Han Zi Mo was gone, nor could it be compared to when others had lost their lives.

Mu Rong Cheng pulled Han Zi Mo into his embrace, and pointed to the sky with the letter. "Look, the stars have started to appear."

Han Zi Mo suddenly thought of that world, that dream, the Mu Rong Cheng in that dream, and arrogantly said to her: "Woman, it's your honor to cultivate together with true body."

In the past, Han Zi Mo didn't believe in fate. She always felt that life depended on one's own efforts.

But now, looking at Mu Rong Cheng who was hugging her tightly in his embrace, Han Zi Mo started to feel that maybe that dream had some sort of connection with his now. Her relationship with Mu Rong Cheng might not be so simple.

"Woman, your greatest wish, isn't it to be a pair with true body for life? true body will satisfy you. "

Mu Rong Cheng looked at Han Zi Mo's absent-minded expression, his heart inexplicably tightened, and that feeling of being unable to hold on, suddenly rushed into his heart, causing him to panic.

"Narcissist …"

Han Zi Mo could not help but mutter, snuggling into Mu Rong Cheng's embrace. Mu Rong Cheng's brows knitted, and the corner of his lips unconsciously raised up. This woman had begun to talk back, does this mean that their relationship was even better?

The night was dark, and when Han Zi Mo opened her eyes once again, she discovered that she was sleeping on the same bed. Outside the door, she could smell the strong smell of roasted meat, and her stomach couldn't help but growl loudly.

"You're awake? It's just right for eating. "

Just as Han Zi Mo was about to sit up, Mu Rong Cheng had already brought out a roasted chicken and walked in, "Here, we can only eat barbecue, but this is the only place in true body that can eat barbecue."

"Your Lordship, I want to go train and kill some magical beasts."

Han Zi Mo took the roasted chicken, and couldn't wait to start earning points. The 10,000 points obtained by a Bone Melting Venomous Mang Beast caused her to be excited from last night to now, but Han Zi Mo was still unwilling to use it.

She decided to save it, gather a little more, and use it to level up her system. Although the system had yet to notify her that she could level up, Han Zi Mo felt that it should only be around 100,000 points.

"Of course, after we eat, we'll go."

Seeing that Han Zi Mo was so anxious to increase her strength, Mu Rong Cheng's heart was elated. She couldn't wait to get married, so wasn't that why she was working so hard?

In the Dark Forest, there were many types of Heaven Ranked Beast, but their ranks were clear. For Han Zi Mo's safety, Mu Rong Cheng brought her to the gathering place of Heaven Ranked Level 1 beasts.

"2000 points."

"3000 points."

… ….

Han Zi Mo earned a lot of points.

"Foam, it's been so many days but the energy in your body doesn't seem to have changed at all."

Half a month had already passed, and Mu Rong Cheng's hand was already on Han Zi Mo's pulse, her eyebrows knitted together. Logically speaking, if she worked so hard every day to go out and kill the demon beasts, she should have received a lot of energy.

Han Zi Mo also realized that if she did not use her points, her body would not have changed at all. Her dantian also could not feel the warm stream of energy.

"He might be accumulating his strength, but he can't possibly eat a fatty in one bite."

Han Zi Mo, who was holding a roasted chicken in her hand, fiercely bit down on a large chunk of chicken breast, and ate until her mouth was dripping oil. In the days she had been together with Mu Rong Cheng, she gradually got to know Mu Rong Cheng better and better. You slut, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Mhmm."

Mu Rong Cheng stopped talking, he felt that Han Zi Mo still had something on her mind. This mysterious power, should not be so simple.

One hundred and twenty thousand points, after today, it should be one hundred and fifty thousand points, it was a long way to a promotion, and for Han Zi Mo who was working hard, she would occasionally think of the Han Mansion and her nominal dad, and successfully beat them to death. In other words, it was at least one hundred and fifty thousand points.

"Let's go and earn more points."

Han Zi Mo stood up, in high spirits, she continued to struggle.

"Your Lordship, Your Majesty invites you to return. We have something to discuss."

Three months later, early one morning, Han Zi Mo was in a deep sleep when she suddenly heard someone talking outside her door. She shuddered and immediately woke up, sticking close to the back of the door.

Needless to say, the benefit of raising spiritual asthenia migration to Level 1000 was that it was especially convenient for eavesdropping.

"No!"

The corner of Han Zi Mo's mouth rose slightly. She gave the Your Lordship a Like, liking the tyranny of the Your Lordship …

"Your Majesty said that you will definitely return after reading this letter."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were no more movements behind the door. Han Zi Mo frowned, he flashed back to the bed, pulled up the blanket, and just as he finished this series of actions, the door was already pushed open. Mu Rong Cheng walked to the bedside and said softly: "Stop pretending, true body knows that you are right behind the door eavesdropping."

"Oh, then will you be able to return Your Lordship?"

Han Zi Mo pulled away from the blanket and blinked her intelligent eyes, and just smiled at Mu Rong Cheng.

"true body is going back to take a look."

Mu Rong Cheng's expression was a little dejected. Seeing that both of his fists were tightly clenched, he couldn't help but sigh. Mu Rong Cheng must be really conflicted right now, so how could she bear to make things difficult for him?

"Your Lordship, you should go back and take a look. I have the ability to protect myself here."

This was the best idea that Han Zi Mo could think of, and now that she didn't have enough points, she couldn't go back yet, there were only two months left. Going back was simply suicide, and Han Zi Mo had even thought about it, so if it really didn't work out, she would run into the Dark Forest to look for the legendary atrium.

As for Mu Rong Cheng, Han Zi Mo did not dare think about his future with her.

"Are you still unwilling to tell true body the reason behind your refusal to return?"

Mu Rong Cheng's eyes darkened, his tone carrying a hint of grievance, as though he had not said anything. "true body treats you well, why do you still not trust true body?"

But Mu Rong Cheng was still unable to say this kind of begging tone. All he could do was to confess over and over again, believe me, I will protect you, but, trust can't be established so easily without anything happening.