On the Difficulty of Sister's Raiders

Rong Mo raised his eyes and looked at the owner of the sword, it was Jiang Hao who was allowed to stay in the master's palace by her.He took the sword off the tree trunk and saluted Rong Mo. Although he was respectful, Rong Mo noticed that the veins in his hand holding the sword were bulging.

"Nephew, do you want to ask me something?" Rong Mo asked.

Jiang Hao, who originally wanted to leave quickly, paused, turned his back to Rong Mo and moved his lips a few times, then suddenly turned around, and said hoarsely: "Uncle Master, this disciple dares to ask, are you the only one other than my master?" Is there another senior sister?"

Rong Mo opened his mouth slightly in surprise. Yang Yu's existence is just like the senior sister's, like a taboo. Now everyone in Lingyang Palace is almost treated by the senior sister. No one dares to chew their tongues, but how does Jiang Hao know? of?

"Disciple understands." Jiang Hao ran away after saluting.

Rong Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous light, this Jiang Hao still can't stay.

Rong Mo directly went to Qianchi Peak with Yujian.

"Master." He called softly, but it was not Yu Qing who appeared in front of Rong Mo, but Master Zhao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why is nephew here?" Elder Zhao asked.

"I have something to discuss with Master." Rong Mo replied.

Elder Zhao coughed heavily, and there were countless replies: "Junior sister Yuqing wants me to tell my nephew that from now on, whether it is about Lingyang Palace or my nephew's own affairs, you don't need to ask her opinion, you can make your own decisions."

Rong Mo was silent for a moment when he heard the words, then pushed away a few steps, bowed respectfully to Elder Zhao, and said, "I understand, then the master will ask the uncle to take care of him, and the disciple will leave."

"It seems that the child understands what you mean, and will not bother you again." After Rong Mo left, Elder Zhao turned back and said.

Yuqing came out and sighed: "I really can't let them go."

"It's impossible for us to follow them forever, let's go back."

Rong Mo avoided everyone and came to the small courtyard where she and her senior sister lived. Looking at the familiar scene, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

There was a figure behind him at some point, Rong Mo seemed to have expected it a long time ago: "Help me get rid of someone."

"Who is it?" The hoarse voice could not identify a man or a woman.

"Jiang Hao." Rong Mo said, the man was about to leave, "Don't let me down."

"No." Throwing these two words, the man disappeared.

Rong Mo was sitting under the tree, waiting for the man to come back. If Jiang Hao died, it seemed that he would feel a little sorry for the child of Yuan Chuxia. Although it was just speculation at first, if it is now, they have already shown signs... .

Let's make up for that child when we have a chance later.

The man finally came back, looking a bit embarrassed, Rong Mo suddenly had some bad premonitions.

Sure enough, the man said, "I really disappointed you this time. I failed to kill Jiang Hao, so he escaped."

"It's okay. You can go back and rest." Rong Mo said, but after the man left, he looked pensive.

So it doesn't work?When the senior sister left Lingyang Palace, she delivered letters one after another, and they discussed whether to get rid of Jiang Hao.

Rong Mo did indeed do it. At that time, Master still had influence in Lingyang Palace, and Rong Mo didn't want to do it to others, fearing that something might happen, so he went there himself.

To kill Jiang Hao, although Rong Mo, who had little blood on his hands, was unavoidably nervous, there was absolutely no possibility of him missing, but the result was unexpected.

That day, Rong Mo hid his figure and quietly touched Jiang Hao's residence, but the sky suddenly flashed and thundered, and a bolt of lightning struck Rong Mo straight, one after another, even if Jiang Hao slept like a pig, he should wake up, naturally. I found Rong Mo who was dodging the lightning in a panic.

Fortunately, his identity was not discovered by him, but his tired disciples searched for a non-existent magic cultivator and ran around for several days.

Rong Mo was skeptical and thought it was too coincidental, but he tried a few times without giving up, but he failed for some inexplicable reason.

Once was an accident, and twice was a coincidence, but it's a theorem after many times. Sure enough, Jiang Hao can't be killed because he is the protagonist?

Gradually, Rong Mo discovered that the more important the character, such as herself, the less she could do harm to Jiang Hao, while others, such as the cook who had no part in the original work, could hurt Jiang Hao.

But those people often have low cultivation bases, and they can't kill Jiang Hao at all if they make small troubles.

So Rong Mo temporarily shelved his plan to get rid of Jiang Hao.

It was a complete accident to meet that person just now, that day Rong Mo quietly went to a certain place in the back mountain to pick up the letter sent by Yujin's person.

But when he found that someone was lying on the ground, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Rong Mo immediately sounded the alarm. His first reaction was that the spy who had sneaked in was injured by the enchantment, and he immediately stepped forward to deal with it.

But as soon as he got close, the man opened his eyes, and Rong Mo was not his opponent, but the man was obviously seriously injured, and after facing Rong Mo for a while, he collapsed on the ground exhausted.

"Help me, I will repay you." The man held onto Rong Mo's ankle tightly.

Rong Mo accidentally rescued him.

"Flat chest~" As soon as Rong Mo finished speaking, he saw the man's cheeks flushed from embarrassment.

"You're shameless!" the man scolded in embarrassment.

"Please don't misunderstand me. I just want to change your medicine. I just saw the flat chest by accident." Rong Mo spoke righteously.

The temperature on the man's face gradually receded, and Rong Mo asked again: "Who are you? What are you doing here at our Lingyang Palace? How did you get hurt?"

"I am..." The man suddenly stopped, wanted to continue but couldn't say anything, and forced himself to look grim.

Rong Mo touched the back of the man's head with his fingers, and there was indeed a hard lump. It seemed that he lost his memory after the head injury.

Although he couldn't remember who he was, the man still said to Rong Mo seriously: "Since you saved me, then my life is yours."

"Okay." Rong Mo responded, without any excuses, the thugs who came to the door for nothing, don't want it for nothing.

It turned out that the man's face was covered with scars, but they were all caused by ordinary objects. With the ointment given by Rong Mo, the scars disappeared within a few days.

Rong Mo, who originally thought she would be a beauty, was a little disappointed, that person's face was ordinary.

Since she was his thug, Rong Mo naturally wanted her to stay in Lingyang Palace so that he could order her around. It would not be a problem for her to hide on the back mountain all day long. She didn't want to hear those little disciples talking about the strange things about the back mountain anymore.

After much deliberation, Rong Mo decided to let this person live in the yard of her and her senior sister, after all, it was a forbidden place that no one but her dared to go.

Rong Mo also searched for some characteristics of that person in the original work, but found nothing. He raised his eyebrows, he must be someone not mentioned in the book.

Due to some plots in the original work, she and her senior sister couldn't do many things. The appearance of this person is equivalent to a sharp sword, which is very handy.

Rong Mo used this sword to remove many heel stabs, but now this bug-like existence could not kill Jiang Hao, Rong Mo's face was very serious.

The person who was sent back to rest looked at Rong Mo under the tree through the window and clenched his fists, she was so useless.

Jiang Hao escaped, but Rong Mo couldn't tell the truth, so he could only declare to the outside world that the disciple of the former head had died of a serious illness.

Fortunately, Jiang Hao hardly got along with others, and no one suspected or speculated about this reason, except for one person, that was Yuan Chuxia standing in front of Rong Mo.

"Master. I don't believe it." Yuan Chuxia lowered her head and said in a low voice.

"You'd better believe it." Rong Mo patted Yuan Chuxia on the shoulder, and walked past her.

"If I don't believe it, will I be the one who died?" Yuan Chuxia roared.

Rong Mo paused: "You can think what you want."

Yuan Chuxia ran out in anger.

Rong Mo pressed his forehead with some headache: "It's really troublesome."

"Shall I kill her?" the man asked.

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, no." Rong Mo shook his head, she was not so cruel, and looked up at the man again, "You are not staying in the yard, what are you doing here?"

"I found this on the eaves." The man came to Rong Mo only as a last resort.

Rong Mo lowered his head, and raised his head when he heard footsteps: "Why are there only you two, where is Senior Sister Song Yu?"

"I was caught by that old man. If we hadn't run fast, we wouldn't be able to get through this meeting." Lin Shijian still looked scared when she said it.

The corner of Rong Mo's mouth twitched slightly: "The old man hasn't given up yet?"

"Just talking about it, I want to kick him back." Lin Shijian said through gritted teeth.

"I guess he won't be able to stay for a few days." Rong Mo murmured.

"What did you say?" Lin Shijian asked, apparently she was too busy complaining just now to hear what Rong Mo said.

"I mean that old man will have to travel around for a few days." Rong Mo repeated.

Lin Shijian regained her spirits: "Are you finally going to lay a black hand on the old man?"

Rong Mo glanced at the excited Lin Shijian, and said slowly, "I don't have that ability."

Lin Shijian was taken aback when she heard the words, then looked back at Mu Yao, and then stuck it behind Rong Mo's ear: "Who is it?"

If you really want to ask, is the sound transmission not good?Rong Mo was speechless, and vigorously pushed Lin Shijian away: "The smell of powder on your body smells to me."

Lin Shijian straightened her sleeves and yelled angrily, "It's your nose that smells so good."

Rong Mo ignored her, and said to Mu Yao who had been silent just now: "Miss Pastor still makes cabbage tofu soup?"

Mu Yao didn't expect Rong Mo to ask this, and was stunned for a moment, but Lin Shijian looked at Rong Mo strangely: "You eat so lightly? You really know that you have gained weight recently, right?"

Rong Mo took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Lin, I really want to kick you back now."

"Why? No, you mean I'm annoying..."

Ignoring the sound of Lin Shijian hopping behind, Rong Mo pulled Mu Yao to teleport a few times and left.

"Miss Pastor, hurry up." Rong Mo, who was sitting at the table, urged, and Mu Yao, who was still in a daze, quickly started to move his hands.

But she really doesn't understand Rong Mo, she doesn't really plan to drink soup, does she?Mu Yao shook his head, that was too ridiculous.

Putting his head on his hands, Rong Mo didn't know what Mu Yao was thinking, Yuan Chuxia was avoiding her recently, and... that letter, thinking of that letter, Rong Mo felt a little chilly.

It should be warmer after drinking the soup, Rong Mo laughed at himself, what a ridiculous idea!