Chapter 804
"Xiaomo, I'll take you to have breakfast." Duan Feiyu took Duan Xiaomo's hand as before.
"Well." Duan Xiaomo answered.
Although it was just the simplest word, Duan Feiyu was so excited that he almost jumped up. He was so excited that he even forgot the cold.
"Xiaomo, you really know who I am?" Duan Feiyu said excitedly with tremolo. Although Xiaomo has been following him during this period of time, no matter what he does or says, Duan Xiaomo has no response. This is the first time that he responds to him.
"Thank you, brother." Duan Xiaomo said calmly.
"Great, little mo, you're really good." Duan Feiyu was so happy that he couldn't help but pick up Duan Xiaomo and make a few circles.
After a long time, Duan Feiyu put down his younger brother and said incoherently to Ling Chuxi: "thank you, Chuxi, thank you. You really cured Xiaomo. You are very kind. I don't know how to repay him. I can only..."
"Well, well, take Xiao Mo to dinner first. He must be hungry." Ling Chuxi wiped the cold sweat, and quickly stopped Duan Feiyu's words. He was really afraid that he would say a few words to each other.
"Hey, hey." Duan Feiyu also realized that there was something wrong with his words. If he really wanted to make a promise, it was not to repay the favor, but to occupy the stool. So he laughed a few times and took Duan Xiaomo to breakfast with a red face.
After Duan Feiyu and Duan Feiyu left, Ling Chuxi carefully hid the box that originally contained Moyu crystal. There were thousands of pieces of Moyu crystal, saying that they would be gone. If outsiders knew about it, they would doubt it. Maybe they would guess Cangyuan's head. Ling Chuxi had to be careful.
After hiding the box, Ling Chuxi washed his face and was ready to have breakfast. When he walked out of the room, he found out what was missing. By the way, what about Xiaohong? Why is it missing.
Ling Chuxi turned back and looked for it. He found that the guy was lying in the corner of the bed, sleeping soundly.
"Hey, sluggard, get up." Ling Chuxi grabbed Xiao Hong's tail and lifted it upside down and threw it a few times.
Red opens her eyes and wakes up. Her round eyes slip around a few times and looks around blankly.
"What happened just now? Why did you suddenly faint? What about the sword Being forced to wake up by Ling Chuxi, poor little red has not fully sobered up, and her mind is as messy as paste.
Take a look at Ling Chuxi, there is no difference. Look at her falling dust sword with the rest of the corner of his eye, but there is no difference. The monster has a very keen sense of the spirit, but it has no sense of the existence of the sword spirit. It seems that this is an ordinary long sword, but it is better after the refinement of the thunder.
"Is it an illusion?" Xiao Hong's eyes are dull. Suddenly, she is in a trance. Was she dreaming last night?
"You know how to sleep all day long. Do you know what kind of fat you are? You still sleep." Looking at Xiaohong's stupidly silly appearance, Ling Chuxi kneaded a few on his buttocks, and felt better after being fat.
"Woo..." Xiaohong cried out with grief and indignation and convulsed several times.
"Hallucination, it must be an illusion. How can such a despicable and hateful guy get such a powerful spirit sword? I must have been dreaming Knowing that the resistance is invalid, Xiaohong gives up the unnecessary struggle and can only curse secretly in her heart.
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"Well." Duan Xiaomo answered.
Although it was just the simplest word, Duan Feiyu was so excited that he almost jumped up. He was so excited that he even forgot the cold.
"Xiaomo, you really know who I am?" Duan Feiyu said excitedly with tremolo. Although Xiaomo has been following him during this period of time, no matter what he does or says, Duan Xiaomo has no response. This is the first time that he responds to him.
"Thank you, brother." Duan Xiaomo said calmly.
"Great, little mo, you're really good." Duan Feiyu was so happy that he couldn't help but pick up Duan Xiaomo and make a few circles.
After a long time, Duan Feiyu put down his younger brother and said incoherently to Ling Chuxi: "thank you, Chuxi, thank you. You really cured Xiaomo. You are very kind. I don't know how to repay him. I can only..."
"Well, well, take Xiao Mo to dinner first. He must be hungry." Ling Chuxi wiped the cold sweat, and quickly stopped Duan Feiyu's words. He was really afraid that he would say a few words to each other.
"Hey, hey." Duan Feiyu also realized that there was something wrong with his words. If he really wanted to make a promise, it was not to repay the favor, but to occupy the stool. So he laughed a few times and took Duan Xiaomo to breakfast with a red face.
After Duan Feiyu and Duan Feiyu left, Ling Chuxi carefully hid the box that originally contained Moyu crystal. There were thousands of pieces of Moyu crystal, saying that they would be gone. If outsiders knew about it, they would doubt it. Maybe they would guess Cangyuan's head. Ling Chuxi had to be careful.
After hiding the box, Ling Chuxi washed his face and was ready to have breakfast. When he walked out of the room, he found out what was missing. By the way, what about Xiaohong? Why is it missing.
Ling Chuxi turned back and looked for it. He found that the guy was lying in the corner of the bed, sleeping soundly.
"Hey, sluggard, get up." Ling Chuxi grabbed Xiao Hong's tail and lifted it upside down and threw it a few times.
Red opens her eyes and wakes up. Her round eyes slip around a few times and looks around blankly.
"What happened just now? Why did you suddenly faint? What about the sword Being forced to wake up by Ling Chuxi, poor little red has not fully sobered up, and her mind is as messy as paste.
Take a look at Ling Chuxi, there is no difference. Look at her falling dust sword with the rest of the corner of his eye, but there is no difference. The monster has a very keen sense of the spirit, but it has no sense of the existence of the sword spirit. It seems that this is an ordinary long sword, but it is better after the refinement of the thunder.
"Is it an illusion?" Xiao Hong's eyes are dull. Suddenly, she is in a trance. Was she dreaming last night?
"You know how to sleep all day long. Do you know what kind of fat you are? You still sleep." Looking at Xiaohong's stupidly silly appearance, Ling Chuxi kneaded a few on his buttocks, and felt better after being fat.
"Woo..." Xiaohong cried out with grief and indignation and convulsed several times.
"Hallucination, it must be an illusion. How can such a despicable and hateful guy get such a powerful spirit sword? I must have been dreaming Knowing that the resistance is invalid, Xiaohong gives up the unnecessary struggle and can only curse secretly in her heart.
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