Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Speech Spirit System

Chapter 61
Dabai stared dumbfounded: "Master! What are you doing!"

Ye Xiaomo didn't answer, or she couldn't speak at all.

The blood dripped down the arm and onto the vines, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The vines emitted a dazzling green light.

Ye Xiaomo heaved a sigh of relief, she stretched out her hand and brushed aside the vines in front of her, the intertwined vines became extremely obedient and loosened one by one under her hands.

It was quiet outside for a while, and when Ye Xiaomo looked through the tiny gap again, the vine had already escaped into the forest, and Mo Wuchen and the others could no longer see it.

Ye Xiaomo patted the vines beside him.

The vine seemed to know her inner voice, and soon stopped.

Ye Xiaomo got out from the vine.

The kitten looked at her from inside the vine, its dark green pupils locked on her firmly.

Ye Xiaomo just glanced at it, patted the vine again, and withdrew his hand.

She turned around and walked in the direction she came from.

"Su Qian."

Someone called her name from behind.

Ye Xiaomo didn't look back.

She is not Su Qian.

"Master, where are you going?" Shi Shi asked her.

Ye Xiaomo looked thoughtfully at the mountain road in the forest.

She said: Let's go back first.

Dabai let out an "oh" and quickly fell silent.

Ye XiaoMo walked for a while and unexpectedly saw Mo Wuchen.

She stopped and looked at him.

A burst of hurried footsteps woke Ye Xiaomo up.

Chen Tong supported the tree out of breath: "Oh! I'm so exhausted! I said brother Mo! You should wait for me anyway!"

As he spoke, he raised his head, and his expression instantly became pleasantly surprised: "Su Qian! Why are you here? Are you okay?"

Ye Xiaomo: "..."

Chen Tong didn't care that she didn't answer, he just took a breath and said to Mo Wuchen: "Since Su Qian is fine, I don't think we need to chase anymore, Brother Mo, what do you think?"

Ye Xiaomo also looked at Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen pondered for a moment before saying "yes".

Dabai: "When I look at this Mo Wuchen, there seems to be something wrong?"

Ye Xiaomo, who was walking behind, raised his head slightly. Mo Wuchen's back was tall and slender, and he was wearing a blue shirt that was spotless.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Tong beside her saw her suddenly not moving, so he couldn't help asking.

Ye Xiaomo shook his head.

It was only now that Chen Tong noticed the injury on her arm.

"Su Qian, why don't you know how to bandage your wound?"

Ye Xiaomo: "..."

If she had the medicine, wouldn't she have bandaged it herself to show off?
Mo Wuchen in front stopped and turned to look at them.

To be more precise, it was looking at the injury on Ye Xiaomo's arm.

Mo Wuchen bandaged the wound on Ye Xiaomo's arm.

Chen Tong muttered beside him: "I said, what were you doing when you rushed into the encirclement so recklessly? Fortunately, the sword only hit your arm. It was meant to hit somewhere it shouldn't have been. Look. what would you do!"

"All right."

Mo Wuchen withdrew his hand and began to tidy up the medicine bottles on the side.

Ye Xiaomo put down her sleeves, looking at Mo Wuchen's calm side face thoughtfully, she picked up a small stone and wrote two words on the side.

Then Ye Xiaomo tugged on La Mo Wuchen's sleeve, and Mo Wuchen followed the pointer, but there were two twisted "Thank you" written on it.

Mo Wuchen was slightly taken aback.

Chen Tong naturally saw this scene, he frowned and said: "I said Su Qian, when will your voice be good? You can't say this, but I'm so aggrieved!"

Ye Xiaomo: "..."

The two stared at each other, and soon Chen Tong was defeated.

"Okay, okay, you're amazing!"

This monster hunting conference has finally come to an end.

Patriarch Murong left Mo Wuchen alone, so Chen Tong and Ye Xiaomo waited outside.

Chen Tongdao: "What do you think this Murong Patriarch will say to Mo Wuchen? And keep us all outside?"

Ye Xiaomo shook his head and said that he didn't know either.

Fortunately, Mo Wuchen came out soon.

As soon as Mo Wuchen came out, Chen Tong joined him.

"Brother Mo, what did Patriarch Murong tell you? Does he know how to restore the golden talisman?"

Mo Wuchen's expression looked a little dignified.

"Let's talk about it when we get back!"

After Mo Wuchen said this, they returned to Jia's mansion.

After two days like this, Mo Wuchen locked himself in his room and never went out.

He said earlier that he had to return to the mansion to discuss the matter of the golden talisman, but he locked himself in the room since he returned to the mansion.

Chen Tong sat in the gazebo of Jia's mansion, looking at the calm pool water, sighing.

"I'm afraid something is wrong with this kid."

Ye Xiaomo had already recovered her voice, she was sitting opposite Chen Tong eating tea, she looked very leisurely.

Seeing that she had already eaten three plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in a short time, Chen Tong couldn't help knocking on the table.

"I said, Master Jia prepared these pastries for Aji! You don't know how to exercise restraint?"

The Aji'an that Chen Tong said was sitting quietly reading a book, and when Master mentioned him, Fang slightly raised his head and glanced.

Ye Xiaomo took a sip of tea and wiped his mouth: "Eating nature, can you say you don't have to eat?"

Chen Tong suddenly had nothing to say.

The two of them were talking when they saw Mo Wuchen walking from the corridor.

Chen Tong's eyes lit up.

"Hey! This kid is finally willing to go out!"

The two watched Mo Wuchen walk over.

Chen Tong patted Mo Wuchen on the shoulder.

"I said, no matter how big it is, you don't have to torture yourself like this! Even if the golden talisman can't be repaired, there are still other ways to seal the ghost car!"

Mo Wuchen looked calm.

"I plan to go to worship at the master's grave tomorrow." The first sentence he said was this.

"what?"

Chen Tong was taken aback by the speed at which the topic changed.

Ye Xiaomo has been thinking about the last task for the past few days, but he has been unable to find an opportunity. Hearing that Mo Wuchen said that he was going to pay homage to his ancestor, his mind suddenly moved.

"If you are free tomorrow, you can also go together."

As if he knew what Ye Xiaomo was thinking, Mo Wuchen then said such a sentence.

"Then it's a deal! Let's go together tomorrow!"

The second day is coming soon.

Dabai popped up on the road and asked her: "Master, have you figured out how to complete the task?"

Ye Xiaomo nodded, then shook his head again.

Dabai was puzzled: "Master, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?"

Ye Xiaomo saw three images in Su Qian's mind.

In the first picture, Su Qian is dancing in the rain.

It is undoubtedly a moving dance, like the light and nimble larks in the mountains, and like the holy and unattainable clouds lingering on the top of the mountain, the silver bells on the wrists are ringing crisply, cooperating with the rain hitting the bluestone slabs, falling on her feet There are transparent flowers blooming on the side.

The second picture is a broken white mask.

The white mask shattered to the ground, mixing with the blood dripping from Su Qian's body, gradually revealing Su Qian's pale face.

The third screen is Mo Wuchen.

(End of this chapter)