Leng Bing's little face bulged and actually glared at Dongfang Mo with a rare glance: "Dongfang Mo, you said, how old are you?"

Dongfang Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "It has been a year since I arrived in the Sword Sect, and I am seventeen years old."

Leng Bing was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't say what she had prepared just now. Dongfang Mo smiled and said, "Why, I think I'm younger than you."

Leng Bing shook her head: "We're almost the same."

"It's almost the same, then it's almost the same. Miss Leng, how much is it?" Dongfang Mo asked with a smile.

I was so disrespectful that Dongfang Mo had no position. Although it was impolite to ask the woman about her age, Leng Bing didn't feel annoyed at all when Dongfang Mo asked this: "I'm only one year younger than you."

"Oh, sixteen years old, in fact, you are considered a genius." Dongfang Mo exclaimed. A girl with a sixteen-year-old cultivation has reached the eighth level of her original aspiration. I'm afraid that few people can compare to this score.

"What you mean is that it's far worse than you." Leng Bing raised her eyebrows and looked at Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo picked up the wine glass: "No, why do I think so? Drinking?" Dongfang Mo knew he was a little lost and drank a glass of wine to cover it up.

Leng Bing also smiled: "I think that you always follow your senior sister Dai, which makes me always have an illusion that I always feel that I am a little older than you."

The sip of wine that Dongfang Mo had just drunk almost spit out: "How come you have such an illusion? Am I very young?" After hearing the cold words, Dongfang Mo was a little depressed. In front of his senior sister, Dongfang Mo always felt that his senior sister treated him as a child and that he had a rare chance to show off.

He had a desire, longing for the kind of woman he loved leaning in his arms like a bird. Thinking of this, Dai Yurou's face suddenly flashed in his mind. I miss it so much.

The atmosphere suddenly changed a little, Dongfang Mo drank a pot of wine one cup after another

When I picked up the wine glass again, my hand was slightly cool and pressed on his hand: "Young Master Dongfang, you will be drunk when you drink this way. Even if you are Ning Xuanjing, it will always be bad."

Dongfang Mo gently patted the back of Lengbing's hand: "Miss Leng, in fact, you don't know that when I was trapped in Lianmi Palace, I almost got into a devil in order to get out. If it weren't for my sacrificial spirit, I would probably not be like this." As he spoke, Dongfang Mo poured this glass of wine again, and his voice also brought some loneliness.

Pressing the cold hand of Dongfang Mo's palm, she did not leave, but held it tighter. No matter who the man in front of her was thinking about or who he was thinking about, her cold attraction could not be resisted: "Young Master Dongfang, can you go to find your senior sister right away?"

Dongfang Mo shook his head gently: "That's the case, but do you know what I fear the most?" Dongfang Mo didn't know how much wine he had poured down, so it was impossible for Lengbing to stop him.

Leng Bing had to let Dongfang Mo go, just following his topic: "Are you afraid of anything?"

Dongfang Mo smiled bitterly: "What I fear the most is that I still can't find my senior sister when I arrived in the Great 6th of the Great 6th."

Leng Bing looked at Dongfang Mo and slowly hugged his broad shoulders with her hands.

The wine in Lianmi Palace has been aged for many years, and the wine is very strong. Dongfang Mo only feels that the more he drinks, the clearer the appearance of his senior sister will be. Gradually, he seems to feel his senior sister's hands and his gentle kiss.

"Senior Sister" Dongfang Mo let herself immerse herself in this wonderful feeling.

He had already thrown away the little bit of reason. He was waiting for marriage, but now he wanted to relieve the pain of longing for love.

Just in his Lianmi Palace, Dongfang Mo only felt crazy a few times all night, and finally, I don’t know why I fell asleep

At this moment, all the restrictions in Lianmi Hall were under the control of Dongfang Mo, and there was sunrise and sunset, which was consistent with the situation outside.

Dongfang Mo rubbed his painful forehead. He drank too much last night. He opened his eyes and realized that he was actually lying in the cold residence of Lianmi Palace.

Memories returned to the breakpoint last night, and Dongfang Mo burst into a cold sweat. Last night, he was drinking with Leng Bing, nothing happened.

When I thought of this, Dongfang Mo sat up suddenly, his spiritual energy increased, and his mind became clearer. The discomfort caused to him by the hangover last night was gone at all.

I turned my head and saw that the table in the center of the room was clean and neat, and I could not see the mess of the cups and plates last night. The room was also very quiet, without any cold shadows.

Dongfang Mo got out of bed and took a step, trying hard to remember what he had given birth last night, but he had no memory at all. Dongfang Mo saw that the lukewarm and fragrant tea had been prepared on the table. This thing was a good product for quenching wine. Dongfang Mo picked up a cup and drank it all in one breath.

Suddenly, Dongfang Mo remembered Yin Qi, Yes, Yin Qi must know what he had given birth yesterday. Thinking of this, he quickly sent a message to Yin Qi: "Yin Qi, Yin Qi." When Dongfang Mo sent a message to Yin Qi, he suddenly realized that his contact with Yin Qi was cut off.

A bad feeling enveloped my heart.

Yin Qi seemed to be able to sleep better than Dongfang Mo. When Dongfang Mo called her, she was still sleepy. Her small body turned over on the soft carpet and said, "What are you doing?"

Dongfang Mo didn't care too much: "What happened to Yin Qi last night?"

Listening to Dongfang Mo's tone with anxiety, Yin Qi opened his eyes: "It's early this morning, why are you so anxious? Didn't you drink yesterday?"

Dongfang Mo lamented in his heart, how could I not be anxious? With a thought, I flew directly into my spiritual space: "Yinqi, my queen, please help me think about it quickly, what happened last night?"

Yin Qi didn't expect that Dongfang Mo would come in just like this. It seemed that he was really anxious and said, "Last night, you just drank, and then you remembered your senior sister. Isn't that the case?"

"Later," Dongfang Mo sweated coldly behind him. He always felt that the feeling she felt last night seemed too real.

"Later, later, you seemed to miss your senior sister so you broke off contact with me." Yin Qi turned his head, feeling a little confused, and didn't know what Dongfang Mo wanted to ask.

Dongfang Mo shook his head: "How to lose the chain at critical moments"

"Who has lost the link? You blocked it yourself. I didn't let you break the contact." Yin Qi stared at his eyes. No one dared to accuse her of his dignified princess.

Dongfang Mo had no choice but to raise his hand and beg for mercy: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I said the wrong thing."

Yin Qi looked at Dongfang Mo's anxious look and shook his head: "You won't give the lady Leng from your Lianmi Palace." Yin Qi actually looked at Dongfang Mo with a wicked smile.

"My Queen, don't make trouble with me, okay?" Dongfang Mo was powerless.

Just as he was about to turn around and go out, Yin Qi finally gave Dongfang Mo a constructive opinion: "Don't you have three mysterious soul beads in your hand? Ask them to try, they are also in line with you."

Dongfang Mo slapped his forehead: "Yes, thank you, Yin Qi"

After Dongfang Mo left, Yin Qi shook his head: "What's there to worry about?" Yin Qi continued to lie on his soft carpet to replenish his sleep. In fact, this is also a kind of cultivation.

When Dongfang Mo just returned to the middle, almost at the same time, he injected his spiritual energy into it, and three small animals appeared directly in front of him: "You three, tell me quickly what happened here last night."

The three mysterious heart beads were confused by Dongfang Mo's question. Look at me, I look at you, and finally the Maotu Spirit Pearl said to Dongfang Mo in a daze: "Master, what's wrong with you, can you remember the same memory as us, and you don't remember what happened last night?"

Dongfang Mo almost vomited blood. What kind of spiritual level is this, so he had to say patiently: "Don't pretend to be confused for me. I got drunk last night, so I don't remember what happened. Let's talk about it." Dongfang Mo looked at the unreliable appearance of Maotuzhu and Xugouzhu, and then added, "Chou Niu Lingzhu, you said, what happened last night."

The other two little animals immediately looked at the extremely honest ugly bull spirit bead. The ugly bull spirit bead shook its big bull head: "Master, you broke off contact with us last night. Although we were on your wrist, we were in the state of Xuanxin bead and we didn't know what happened outside."

"Damn" Dongfang Mo was almost vomiting blood. The people around him were even more unreliable than the other one. What's wrong with this?

Even more amazing is still behind, and the ugly Niu Lingzhu stared at her innocent bull eyes: "Master, last night, wasn't that Miss Leng who drank with you and gave birth to something? Just ask her, wouldn't it be better to ask her?"

Dongfang Mo waved his hand depressedly, and without saying a word, he let the three mysterious soul beads return to the red rope on his wrist.

When these three mysterious heart beads returned to Dongfang Mo's wrist, Maotu Lingzhu and Xugou Lingzhu both gave thumbs up at Chou Niu Lingzhu: "Brother Niu, okay, you, these words are really amazing."

Ugly Niu Lingzhu smiled: "I am very wise and stupid"

Dongfang Mo naturally didn't know about all this. He poured another cup of tea, looked at the hidden door, sighed sadly, and had to go out to see the changes in Lengbing. I hope his worries are unnecessary
Chapter completed!