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The effects of the devilish training was still extremely good. Right now, she was able to destroy seven people at once in the Barrier that he was imprisoning, and add one every day. Furthermore, after that, she basically would not die anymore.

Other than adding Holy Qi to the water, she also truly understood the effects of the Cold Pond's water. Other than healing her wounds, every time she soaked them and recited the chants, she would feel the wounds slowly fusing.

Every time, Yue Molu would always lean on the soft spot and watch her practice. Just that, when she saw that the soft spot seemed to move with him, he was a little speechless.

However, could he be her master? She was very curious, but there was nothing she could do about it. Why did they accept her, but not have the proper etiquette to become her disciple?

Be serious. Yue Molu closed his eyes and coldly spat out three words.

Mo Ningxue stopped and continued to meditate with her eyes closed. He seemed to be able to tell that she was still distracted, this kind of master was too terrifying. But, luckily, tomorrow was the time to go over there, so she didn't have to suffer anymore.

You still want This King to help you? It was unknown when Yue Molu opened his eyes, but a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes were clear and cold.

Mo Ningxue's face reddened. This prince, ever since that time at the bottom of the Cold Pond, had constantly threatened him whenever she wanted to. Cough cough, the key thing was, she was extremely useful to Mo Ningxue! Sure enough, she automatically became more obedient, closed her eyes, and began to meditate.

Yue Molu's face softened quite a bit. Seeing her obediently meditating in the pond, his eyes slightly narrowed — —

Eh, today? Mo Ningxue looked at the huge pile of sumptuous dishes on the table in her bamboo house, and looked at Yue Molu who was sitting in front of the table in a daze.

In this period of time, he hadn't eaten with her, but today, he was actually waiting for her. Was this a banquet to send her off?

Aren't you exaggerating? However, it would only be five days before he could do anything about it. Could it be that he wanted to throw her away? She didn't know why, but she felt a bit scared in her heart. If he really lost her, wouldn't her sense of loss increase a lot? However, why would he feel such a sense of loss?

Sit down and accompany This King in a drink. Yue Molu picked up the wine pot and poured himself a cup, his voice calm.

Mo Ningxue sat down curiously, took the wine cup, and unnaturally glanced at Yue Molu. Did he have something to say to herself? Your Highness, if you have something to say, just say it. Her ability to resist was still very strong. Moreover, she didn't know how he had offended him.

Drink first. Yue Molu raised his glass. You have already stepped into the middle stage.

Mo Ningxue was slightly surprised. She was already an Intermediate Saint? So fast? Oh, so this was what he wanted to say, and her heart relaxed a little. It seemed that devil training had its benefits too! She nodded and drained her glass. Thank you for your guidance, your highness.

Are you Mo Chuqing? Yue Molu raised her wine cup and directly asked.

Mo Ningxue's mouth opened, and she instinctively wanted to say yes, but Yue Molu continued to speak. Don't lie to me, what you just drank was a wine that I brewed by myself, if, if you were to speak the truth, then we would be safe and sound, but if you were to lie — The corner of Yue Molu's mouth rose, and a cold aura leaked out, I think you're very smart, and you know what would happen —

Mo Ningxue was stunned, he actually tricked her into drinking some wine, this prince was so despicable, wuu, was she poisoned? "But what do I have to say?

Who is he?" But the soul was not. I'm not? But the body was still the same. No matter what he said, it could be a lie! Wuu, your Royal Highness, your question is really tricky! How do you expect me to answer?

King, prince. Mo Ningxue swallowed her saliva. Can't I not answer?

Yue Molu seemed to understand, why didn't you answer? Is it hard to answer? Yes, yes, no.

Mo Ningxue frowned. Prince, may I ask, why do you want to ask this? Would there be any consequences if I was Mo Chuqing and I were not Mo Chuqing?

Yue Molu was startled. That's right, why must I know of this problem?

If you are Mo Chuqing — Then does she really not like me anymore? A trace of a smile appeared on's face.

What would happen if I was Mo Chuqing? Mo Ningxue asked.

What would happen to the original Mo Chuqing? Yue Molu was a little confused. If it was, then why didn't she like him? Was it because of his that she gave up on him? However, her personality had changed too much.

Yue Molu suddenly approached closer. If you weren't Mo Chuqing — then should I ask where the original Mo Chuqing had gone to? However, why didn't she want the original Mo Chuqing back?

He noticed that he was actually at a loss.

So what if I am not Mo Chuqing? Mo Ningxue asked once again. Even his answer was only half, so she was unable to guess what it was.

Tell me, who are you? Yue Molu sighed, and changed the method. He didn't know who he was thinking of. Perhaps the answer he wanted was simple, that was, who she was and it didn't matter. What was important was whether she still liked him or not.

I count as Mo Chuqing. Mo Ningxue's ambiguous reply left him speechless.

What do you mean Mo Chuqing? He narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a dangerous gaze. She was actually this perfunctory.

I-Mo Ningxue was in a difficult situation, this question was really difficult. I am Mo Chuqing, but I am not the original Mo Chuqing. I am a Mo Chuqing who has undergone a reformation, which is to say, I am the upgraded Mo Chuqing.

Yue Molu's eyes became even more unsightly. What do you mean, upgraded version of Mo Chuqing? What did she say?

It looks like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Yue Molu's expression stiffened as he pulled her towards him, forcefully putting her in his embrace. If you are Mo Chuqing, then I will fulfill your dream — —

What dream? Before Mo Ningxue could react, her mouth was gagged with the smell of alcohol.

He only thought that if she was Mo Chuqing, then should he let her continue to like him? This was a good suggestion, and made his heart move a little.

Woo — Mo Ningxue was startled by his sudden attack. She wanted to push him away, but discovered that she could not do so.

The coal ball just happened to be at the door and saw all this. Wow, there's big news!

In the next second, his round body was thrown out of the door, and the door was closed. He wiped his nose, feeling extremely wronged, and looked at the powerful Barrier around the bamboo house. Wuu wuu, the strength of Holy Qi was amazing? It was just a passing coincidence. Why are you so excited?

He only wanted to force her to submit, but he didn't expect that the taste of her fragrance would cause him to be bewitched. He wanted to suck in her breath, and the hand that bound her to his chest would become a rubbing hand.

Just when Mo Ningxue thought that she was about to suffocate to death, he left her lips.

Mo Ningxue's heart softened, and she almost blurted out, "Mo Ningxue!" However, she was also afraid that with her identity, he would think that she was a monster. She suddenly felt a little awkward. Should she say it or not?