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

The door opened with a "creaky" sound, and a person walked out of the room. Seeing Li Mo standing at the corner, she was startled at first, but took a long time to come back to her senses because of her stunning beauty. She asked, "This..." This was the maid who spoke the most just now.

"I am Mu Limo from the Wentian Sect." Limo bowed.

The fragrance of clothes floated in the air, and a beautiful shadow was blown by the dark wind. Half of a woman's face, as beautiful as a lotus in the autumn moon and a lotus in clear water, was revealed by the door. Seeing her appearance as gentle as a lotus in the rain, Li Mo thought: She is indeed a very beautiful woman.

This kind of woman is extremely beautiful and attractive, and can easily make men feel a strong desire to protect her. She is different from the powerful and dazzling beauty like Li Mo.

That's why Si Renxuan was in a trance.

Li Mo came to a conclusion.

Madam Bizhu stepped forward and bowed to Li Mo: "I have heard of Fairy Mu's great name for a long time. Now that I see you, your peerless beauty is like a shining star, making my humble home so glorious. I am truly blessed for the rest of my life..."

Li Mo responded: "You are too polite, Madam."

Two peerless beauties stood opposite each other beside the Chongbiyun ferry, the breeze blowing their sleeves, their clothes fluttering like clouds and snow, it was a beautiful sight... and attracted countless male disciples of Wentian to stop and look up.

Li Mo had long been accustomed to being surrounded by disciples of the Wentian Sect wherever he went, but Madam Biju was, after all, the daughter of Lord Yuanyuan of the Hundred Flowers God, and she could not attract too much attention. Seeing that more and more people gathered around them, the two of them exchanged a few more pleasantries, bowed, and left.

When I turned the corner, I suddenly heard someone behind me say, "Junior Sister Mu."

Li Mo stopped and turned to look at the person who came.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, handsome and elegant. His eyes were calm without a trace of impurities. His whole aura looked like a direct descendant of the family who had been carefully cultivated, solemn and gentle.

He is Zhao Dalang, Zhao Qingren, the eldest grandson of the Zhao family. Like Li Mo, he came to celebrate the birthday of Lord Baihua Shenyuan on behalf of Lord Songxiu Peak. It is said that he has a very high status and great power in the Zhao family and Songxiu Peak.

Li Mo smiled lightly, bowed his head and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, what a coincidence."

Zhao Qingren looked at her deeply, and also brought out a gentle smile that made people let down all their guard. The two of them smiled in the same perfect degree, and they were equally elegant and made people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze. "It's not a coincidence. Junior Sister Mu has been recuperating at home recently and has not been out. We didn't want to disturb her. Today, I heard that Junior Sister Mu was going out, so I came to see you. I want to talk to you."

Talking is not as simple as ordinary talking. Li Mo smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, please speak."

Zhao Qingren stood with his sleeves folded, and said with a smile: "Junior sister, please don't be so defensive against me. Although some people in my family have some conflicts with you, I still respect Junior sister Mu's character in private. If it weren't for you turning the tide at Baili Yanyunzhu, perhaps many of our sect disciples would have suffered and been injured today, naturally including the children of my Zhao family. In this case, I want to thank you..."

There's nothing wrong with praising Li Mo, praising her character... Li Mo responded calmly: "Senior brother, you are too kind. My actions are not even worthy of your praise. I am very ashamed..."

"Although my great grandfather made things difficult for you that day, he was also a straightforward person who struggled for the sake of justice. Later, all misunderstandings were resolved. My great grandfather privately praised Junior Sister's righteousness to us and hoped that Junior Sister would not take the past disagreements to heart..."

"Of course. Elder Zhao is kind and righteous, and he is upright. We all respect him deeply. How could I take such a small matter to heart? Senior Brother Zhao, there is no need to say this. I don't take it to heart..." Li Mo spoke of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, and had the heart of a gentleman.

Zhao Qingren said some more words praising her noble character and expressing his admiration for her and his desire to make friends with her. Li Mo also kept silent in her responses, and it seemed as if the two of them regretted meeting each other too late.

As for the matter of Zhao Wulang becoming disabled, it seemed to have disappeared from the memories of the two. First of all, as far as Limo was concerned, there was no evidence that she had directly caused Zhao Wulang to become disabled. The Zhao family could not blame her for any reason. Instead, they had to thank her verbally. This was the flaw in Limo's scheme. In addition to scheming against others, she also did not forget to disgust them. After disgusting them, the other party had to swallow it.

It can be said that this was the reason why she was harassed and searched by Elder Zhao that day.

To Zhao Qingren, a useless fifth son of the Zhao family was no different from a piece of trash on the street, and he would not come into conflict with Li Mo, whose reputation was at the peak of his career in the Wentian Sect, because of him.

As for her defeat of Zhao Sanlang and the loss of face for the Zhao family, to the two of them, it was a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, occasionally exchanging sharp words, and had a great time talking. They even talked about the weapon-refining technique that Zhao Qingren was very good at. She also took out her own spiritual sword "Yanluan" and sighed that the last time she used this sword to fight against the demon formation, it caused serious damage.

Zhao Qingren saw that the "Yanluan" in her hand was indeed not as rosy as before, and was a little dim. He couldn't help but sigh that the sword was covered in dust, so he took out three top-grade treasures and sword-making materials and presented them to Li Mo: "Junior Sister Mu, these are given by sword-makers and my family elders. If you don't mind, you can accept them and use them to refine this sword. I believe that after refining, it can make up for your previous loss in resisting demons, and even improve it by several times..."

Li Mo tried to be polite several times, but couldn't refuse, so she had to accept it. Seeing that she accepted it, Zhao Qingren became even more enthusiastic towards her. Then, after a few more polite words, Zhao Qingren said that it was not good to disturb her cultivation, and took care of his health, bowed and said goodbye.

Seeing his receding figure, Li Mo raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"What are you laughing at." Si Renxuan's voice sounded in her ears. He came to Li Mo's side and followed her back to her room.

"Nothing." Li Mo replied slowly.

"What did you say to Madam Bizhu?" This was what Si Renxuan was concerned about first.

Li Mo replied that they were just saying hello, and she also praised Madam Bizhu's beauty. Si Renxuan nodded, feeling that his vision was correct.

Then he asked, "Why were you talking to Zhao Dalang and Zhao Qingren? You seemed to be having a good chat, but you..." What he wanted to say was, aren't you at odds with the Zhao family?

"He is him, and his great-grandfather is his great-grandfather. It doesn't matter. I think it's a good idea to find Zhao Qingren."

"Really?" Si Renxuan looked at Li Mo with suspicion.

Li Mo then took out the precious sword-making materials that Zhao Qingren had just given her. For a moment, precious light shone in front of the two of them. Si Renxuan gasped: "Oh, this Zhao Dalang is quite generous."

"That's right. After all, everyone loves me and flowers bloom wherever I go." Si Renxuan was delighted.

Actually, it wasn't like that. Zhao Qingren clearly wanted to come to her house to apologize and make friends with her. If she accepted him, it meant that the two sides had temporarily ceased fighting. If she didn't accept Zhao Dalang, she would be on guard. So, if she didn't take a piece of his flesh and make him feel at ease, how could she do that? How could she make him feel at ease?

"Is Zhao Qingren interested in you? He gives you such a good thing." Si Renxuan said suspiciously.

"It's not a question of whether he likes me or not. It's that he wants to be on good terms with me, and even want to get to the point where marrying me will be more beneficial to him - but the biggest problem is still me, whether I like him or not." Li Mo replied slowly.

"Then do you like him?" Si Renxuan widened his eyes.

"Not interested."

The question is in vain.