Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

Jindan knelt in front of Limo and begged her with tears in her eyes to help her and give her and her child a way to survive.

But Li Mo, who was standing in front of her, did not move. Facing this beautiful woman with tears in her eyes, she seemed not interested at all and asked a key question directly: "What do you want? Save your son? Or take you away from the Zhao family?"

When talking about her son, Jindan's whole body trembled, and tears flowed even more violently. She lowered her voice and said gently: "My child...my child has been like this since he was taken away the night he was born..."

After saying that, she took her child out from the inner room.

A beautiful, meticulously carved baby wrapped in gold and silver embroidered swaddling clothes appeared before their eyes, and the air froze in an instant.

The baby waved his limbs silently in the air, opened his mouth and groaned, but did not utter a single word. The most shocking thing was that his eyes...

His eyes were filled with the light of stars, as vast as the rolling stars, and as mysterious as the sky. However, there was not a trace of humanity in them, let alone the innocence and romance of a child... His eyes seemed not to be human eyes. Although they were not as eerie and terrifying as the demon baby's, looking at these eyes that should not appear on a child's face made people feel terrified...

Seeing him like this, Jindan felt like dying. She cried and said, "I don't know what happened to him. It's just that my child has such a hard life. Why did such a thing happen to him who was so young and helpless... My poor child..."

After saying that, she picked up the swaddling clothes and sobbed, her shoulders shaking from crying.

“Is he like this every day?”

"No, it's not scheduled. Sometimes it happens in the morning, sometimes during the day, sometimes at midnight... Even the time his eyes change varies. Moreover, he has never been able to make the sounds of a human baby..." When she said this, a trace of fear flashed across her eyes. She stared at Li Mo with wide eyes and said, "Is it true? Is it true that my child has already..."

Li Mo stretched out a white finger from the darkness. The fingertip was like a knife with an invisible pressure aura, which stopped Jin Dan from speaking. Jin Dan couldn't even see Li Mo's appearance in the darkness, but the appearance of that hand seemed to have dispelled half of the fear hidden deep in her heart and gave her some courage...

She held her breath and watched Li Mo's fingers reach out to the baby's eyebrows. A red light flashed, and she seemed to be using her spiritual power to probe into the baby's sea of ​​consciousness... Jindan's heart tightened involuntarily, and her breathing stopped in an instant.

Silence, a very long silence.

Jindan couldn't help but ask: "My child is..."

"It's cursed."

"What, curse?" Jindan's legs went weak after hearing that and she almost fell to the ground. Limo, who was hiding in the darkness, waved his other hand gently to help her steady her body.

"Then, then my child, is he going to die soon..."

Li Mo was silent again, then replied softly: "It's hard to say."

People who are familiar with Li Mo know that she rarely responds with such uncertain answers.

Jindan didn't understand her, and became even more anxious after hearing her words. She wanted to go closer to Limo, but found that there was a barrier in front of Limo and she couldn't get close to him.

Jindan was shocked for a moment.

As Zhao Zhaoyuan's concubine, she was allowed by the Zhao family to give birth to the Zhao family's heir. In addition to being a family-born child, she also had good looks, wisdom and talent. Everyone knew that the Wentian Sect had 100,000 disciples, but few knew that the Zhao family had tens of thousands of family-born servants. People like Ying Hongjing, Lu Jindan and Shen Qin who were chosen as concubines were all selected from the best of thousands.

Therefore, Jin Dan was very confident in her own cultivation. Even her sister Ying Hong had a hard time fighting against her. But the "Mo Li" in front of her looked like a beginner cultivator who was able to stir up the storm by relying on her beauty. What Jin Dan wanted was not to follow her lead and seek help from the people behind "Mo Li", such as the one at Du Cang Peak...

But "Mo Li" set up a barrier in front of her, which was able to easily block Jin Dan, who was at the initial stage of Ning Xuan, which really made her stunned.

She was shocked but also ecstatic. The strength of the person who came was unpredictable and he could help her and her son stay away from danger.

Then she heard the dark figure ask, "How much do you know about the Zhao family's secrets?"

……

Last night, Jindan told Limo some secrets of the Zhao family, but she was just a concubine and the information she got was not much, which was not very useful to Limo. On the contrary, the woman in front of him, Jindan's sister Yinghong, might know more.

Li Mo raised his eyes and looked carefully at Yinghong standing in front of the bed.

Yinghong and Jindan are somewhat similar, both are beautiful and outstanding women, but Jindan's eyes are strong while Yinghong's are intelligent.

Her intelligence in being able to become Zhao Qingren's personal maid can be seen from the death of Genglu.

Genglv took advantage of his own death to the fullest and calculated it to the extreme, with both accuracy and cruelty.

Yinghong had been silently serving "Mo Li", only occasionally her movements showed that she was extremely nervous. However, the two knew each other's secrets and were in a tacit understanding. Although it was not known to outsiders, it did not make the tense atmosphere more serious.

The room was extremely quiet. Li Mo did not speak. Only the slight sounds of Ying Hong's movements echoed in the air.

But when the door creaked open and a tall figure appeared at the door, the air instantly became suffocating.

Yinghong stepped forward and bowed, bowing her head and saying, "Sir."

Li Mo even felt a pair of eyes looking at her through the gauze of the bed curtains.

"How is she?" The man's deep and pleasant voice echoed in the room. His words carried the calmness of a superior, as well as a hint of imperceptible concern.

Without waiting for Yinghong to answer, Li Mo on the bed replied calmly: "I'm sorry to disappoint Master Zhao. I'm alive and well. I didn't die as you ordered."

The room fell into silence for a moment.

Then came the sound of Yinghong tiptoeing out of the room. After he left, he closed the door with a creaky sound. So Zhao Qingren and Limo were the only two people left in the room.

Zhao Qingren slowly walked in front of Li Mo's bed, and slowly pulled aside the veil in front of the bed with his slender fingers, revealing his expression. At this moment, he was extremely calm, but there seemed to be a surging emotion hidden under his calm expression. Under his gaze, Li Mo felt a sense of urgency as if she was being stared at.

The next moment, his aggressive gaze turned into gentleness, and he said softly: "You should have a good rest and recuperate. You don't need to worry about anything with me..."

"Perhaps, the person I need to worry about most is you, the eldest master, isn't it?" Li Mo said to Zhao Qingren with sarcasm in her eyes.

Last night, when Zhao Silang asked her to accompany him on a moonlit night tour, she saw panic and a hint of hidden murderous intent in his expression. At that time, she knew that the Zhao family's patience with her had reached its limit and they were going to take action against her.

But she didn't expect that the person who came to the appointment was not Zhao Silang, but Young Master Zhao.

At first glance, she saw through his disguise from his eyes and knew that the person was not Zhao Zhaoyuan. As soon as he opened his mouth, she knew from his tone that the person who was traveling with her was Zhao Qingren.