The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles - Chapter 48

The night is the time when Ye Mingjun shines. In the night, his mental state will only be better than that of day, and he really cannot understand the human need for sleep. Fortunately, he also knew that he was alien, only pretending to be asleep, until Ji Mo’s breathing gradually stabilized, making sure that the people around him were asleep, and then opened his eyes.

The night is so long, I have to find something to do?

Touching his chin and thinking about this problem, the immortal who couldn’t help himself suddenly flashed his aura, and his eyes fell on the people around him. Silently put his hand into the bed and touched Ji Mo’s skin, as if he had found the fun to pass the time, Ye Mingjun’s mouth finally crossed a smile.

Ye Mingjun’s patience has always been very good, always paying attention to Ji Mo’s movements, and the person in sleep quietly withdrew his exploration hand as soon as he frowned, but after a moment, he touched it with more interest.

Although the system has warned him not to be rude, no matter how immortal people are interested, no rules can be stopped. At this time, the system was solved instantly, and Ji Mo opened the skirt of Ji Mo silently with his fingertips. At dawn, he lay back obediently.

In the past, the night always passed very slowly. He could only count the past mortals to kill time at the gathering place of the crowd. Unexpectedly, this night passed so fast, and the sky became white.

According to Ye Mingjun’s observation, Ji Mo was particularly prone to waking up at this time. He planned to gently touch all the parts that he could not reach on weekdays, and he could even draw the skeleton structure of the other side, but he did not know. Why, obviously, the goal has been achieved, but the heart feels that it is far from enough.

Inside is the internal organs, he wants to dissect Ji Mo?

In the fairy’s cognition, the same **** can’t conceive offspring without reproductive behavior, and this is the first reaction at this time. However, although there is no human common sense, he also knows that he can’t do something that makes Ji Mo pain, and immediately rejected this. Spectral conjecture, only secretly,

No, no, let him be absorbed into the body as a dust, and the current practice is enough.

Maybe he wants to know Jimo’s visceral state and blood vessel distribution in addition to his bone structure?

Although the fairy’s expression is very serious, this does not change the fact that his exploration direction is becoming more and more biased, so that the system that has broken the ground has no voice in this exploration full of scientific spirit.

However, just when he withdrew his hand and wanted to pinch the recipe to put this singular idea into practice, he accidentally seemed to have wiped something on the back of his hand, and Ji Mo, who was sleeping, suddenly “huh.”

Although it is also a somewhat depressing voice, it is different from the painful bang. The voice is very light, like soft feathers, which inexplicably makes people feel itchy. Ye Mingjun had never felt this way before. The fairy didn’t quite understand what this was, but he knew he liked listening very much, so he put his finger up again without hesitation.

“…”

Why is there no sound? Try harder?

Just when Ye Mingjun was puzzled, the finger that was trying to disturb was instantly grabbed, and then saw Ji Mo’s indifferent face, “Ye Mingjun, what is your hand doing?”

Unfortunately, it was found.

As a result, the magic switch on Ji Mo was not explored. Ye Mingjun still had some regrets, so he looked forward to saying: “You‘ um ’again, I want to hear.”

When the atmosphere is just right, you don’t do anything. What kind of moth did you do this morning? Doesn’t it make you feel uncomfortable all day?

Only then did I understand why there was always a big cat licking myself in the dream and couldn’t get away. Ji Mo got up to look for insatiableness. He just wanted to reprimand him and suddenly found that his bedclothes had been untied unconsciously. No need to ask who knows whose masterpiece this is.

Everyone has a good opinion of each other. If you love to roll together, although Ji Mo is nervous, there is not much resistance. However, it is another matter when he is not prepared to engage in things. Even if he is looking forward to getting rid of the order, he does not want to be broken by someone!

Thinking of this, Ji Mo, who had some emotional cleanliness, suddenly turned black, “What the **** did you do at night?”

Ji Mo has been in a high position in the temple for a long time, and the noble self-preservation was revealed in the speech. Now that the wine has dissipated, the eyebrows are all cold, and Ye Mingjun’s heart was guilty. I do n’t know how to respond.

Fairy gentleman, please don’t touch the body of the target of the strategy at will, it will make you be regarded as an adulterer, and people will never get married to the adulterer.

Recalling the system warning that was ignored by him, Ye Mingjun didn’t care much about the system in the past. However, it turned out that the tasks he did these days did make a lot of progress with Ji Mo. He was the one who believed in the results and wanted to get along with Ji Mo. , This is decided to do according to the task given by the system.

It ’s just that Ye Mingjun, who was born to be a casual fairy, is really difficult for him to do the tasks step by step. At this time, he can only helplessly look at Ji Mo, who seems to be pulling himself into the blacklist, and then made a job in the fairy world. Ji Mo, the most skilled coping method after a disaster, will soon get angry. Now let’s avoid the limelight.

“Ye Mingjun?”

It was found that suddenly there was no movement around him, Ji Mo put innocence on his face, and found that there was no trace on the bed except for the mess of the bedding, but then look at it, where is there any trace of immortals?

Ye Mingjun actually ran away!

Yes, this fairy touched him early in the morning, just when he thought it was rice to cook mature rice, Ye Mingjun put the rice in the pot, and then the fire was not lit, and the legs were given. Ran!

It ’s not that you did n’t go up, but you ’ve got a word! Talking about a relationship, how many Sao operations are about to burst out?

Taking a deep breath to try to calm down his rushing mood, Ji Mo grasped the pillow with the fairy temperature remaining, and finally could not help throwing it on the window.

The clothes were sorted out without expressions. At this time, the Morning Star priest had only one idea-he did n’t cook this meal, let Ye Mingjun hold the system and pave the floor!

Ye Mingjun, a guilty guilty concubine, dare not show up for a while, and Ji Mo does not know where he went in stealth. It is estimated that he is hiding where he is observing secretly, so he just goes to the ark deck as usual to find Su Ge, and talks about his relationship with him. He just wants to work now.

However, last night was destined to be an extraordinary night. Only then did he find that in the past, he was either drinking tea or playing chess. Suge, who lived very well to his age, actually took a wine glass and looked at it carefully. The look was quite complicated. It seemed a little disturbing, a little ecstatic, and a little tangled.

Su Ge ’s faith has always been firm, Ji Mo has never seen such a look on his face, so he stepped forward and asked, “High priest? I remember you never drink alcohol.”

Su Ge’s repairs should have discovered his footsteps, but at this time the high priest seemed to be awakened, looked up at him, and then hesitantly replied: “Someone has drunk me.”

Give you wine? In the end, which great **** can do such a thing, even Ye Junhou will be slapped on the face by you!

Looking at him in shock, Ji Mo secretly observed the wine glass in Su Ge’s hands and solved the case instantly.

Song Qiao, an old and unscrupulous author, said that he wanted to cover his waistcoat, but what did he do to his son? Isn’t he afraid that the high priest’s ideal will be blackened instantly?

However, it was difficult for Suger to fall into this temperament. Although he was drunk and touched for a long time, he did n’t care about his old father, but he asked Ji Mo in a puzzled way: “God said, wine is to escape The entrance to reality, the determined people only need to go to the ideal town full of Ganquan. ”

Su Ge does not doubt God’s words, but if even God himself denies these truths, he will wonder whether such persistence is wrong.

Knowing that the image of Shenwei Wei’an had collapsed so far that there was no scum left, Ji Mo had only one impression of someone who was dead, “He proved the correctness of this sentence by himself.”

Looking at the calm and indifferent morning star priest, thinking of his completely different appearance in front of Song Qiao and Ye Mingjun, Su Ge asked again, “Does God have two faces?”

Why both Ji Mo and Song Qiao showed him disguised faces, and he clearly did not have any malice towards these two, but he was not trusted?

Ji Mo didn’t expect him to include himself in this sentence, only thinking that Song Qiao’s true temperament completely exceeded Suge’s knowledge of God, so he tried to take a hand with himself, “High priest, you know, sometimes People choose to hide their shortcomings from others, perhaps just because they care too much about this person and fear that they will be lost if they are not perfect. ”

care?

Hearing the word, Su Ge suddenly remembered the man who looked at him last night.

Unlike other human beings, he has always been able to feel the existence of God vaguely, but he knows that the **** no longer responds to himself. Now the **** who thought he would never appear suddenly came to his side, but he didn’t know how to treat it.

“I will continue to observe, Morning Star Priest, please be silent.”

The footsteps were getting closer and closer in perception. He did n’t know how to face God for a while. He asked Ji Mo a little, and he only reincarnate into a white pigeon. This is the usage of the incarnation he studied according to Chang Hui ’s ability. God should not be able to find abnormalities. .

“Jimo, you are right!”

Originally Ji Mo didn’t understand how the high priest became a pigeon suddenly. After Song Qiao’s voice came to understand the meaning of this command, he could only quietly twitch his mouth,

Another hideout, do you guys like to observe in secret so much?

As Su Ge expected, there were pigeons all over the ark. Song Qiao didn’t pay attention to the white pigeons playing with wine glasses on the table with claws, and only told Ji Mo what he really meant.

“I thought for one night, if I were Chang Hui, now Su Ge is in Mozhou, and the temple defense is the weakest. I will take advantage of you if you are not ready to capture Shenzhou. Without the foundation of the temple, Mozhou has not yet settled. Not an enemy of Yaozhou! ”

The author did not dare to doubt the protagonist Ji Mo, and he carefully thought about the layout when they left. He knew that he was in a hurry and did not deeply clean the temple. If Changhui was really difficult, he was afraid that he could not carry it for long.

Fortunately, Huiyue, the elf king, possesses the BUg level skill of planting elf mother trees to summon tree guards. If you are in the forest, even if the master of Wuzhou shots, don’t try to solve him with a strong attack.

I still feel quite confident about Huiyue ’s golden finger Ji Mo, so I took out the communication scroll, “I immediately inform Huiyue to enter the wartime alert state.”

However, they still ignored Chang Hui’s level of diligence. Before Ji Mo sent a message, the panic’s panic uttered interrupted his actions.

“The morning star priest, the temple sent a message of help. The demon king led the army of the demon Chau suddenly airborne to Shenzhou. An hour ago, Chang Hui forced the retreat of the Huiyue priest with the demon fire, and now he is about to hit the temple!”

As soon as these words fell, Ji Mo had only one idea in his heart. Do you want Changhui to be so violent? Have you ever betrayed and do not consider taking two days off? Set fire to the bottom of the mountain prison!

In this regard, as an old father who knew that Changhui’s world would never have the word rest, Song Qiao only sighed, “Look, I know him well.”

Then you are warning early!

Looking silently at this man, Ji Moqiang resisted the desire to smash the scroll on his face, and only said indifferently: “Mr. Song, in order not to turn yourself into a crow mouth, please use the skill of anticipating enemies next time, please be early, at least Start before you give someone a drink. ”

“I promise not to read the article next time.”

I do n’t know at all that this is Ji Mo ’s condemning his behavior of bullying his son by drunken the pigeons. Song Qiao only laughed when he was so violent last night. Listening to them carefully, it was a pigeon that Suger sent to monitor, so he stretched his hand and scratched the opponent ’s white chest.

“Little pigeon, call the high priest soon, we have to protect your old nest.”

I never dreamed that there would be a day when I was watching the high priest being attacked on the chest. Ji Mo could not describe this strange mood. He could only try to save someone who was dying, “You are sure to make such a play … A pigeon? ”

However, what responded to him was Song Qiao’s sincere eyes that he didn’t notice, “I only found out last night that the pigeon’s chest feels really good to the touch.”

So, letting him take the opportunity to touch himself a few more times, the white pigeon glanced at him lightly, and only calmly yelled, “Goo.”

The high priest’s eyes are sharpened, and you are done.

Indifferent clearly reflects the change in the eyes of the pigeons. Jimo, who has never seen such emotions on Su Ge, can only look at someone with pity, “I heard that bullying small animals is easy to get retribution.

The author has something to say: Ji Mo (indifferent): You may not believe it when you say it. He and I stayed overnight for a personal examination.

Song Qiao: What is this new play?

Ye Mingjun: My Jimo research report has made great progress!

Ji Mo: Oh, I was actually angry at you.

Ren Qingya (knock on the door): I heard that there will be one more stepfather if I don’t go online, so I called.

Ji Mo: Go back, thank you.