Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Mo Ling pondered for a while before saying:

"The country I live in in the real world is a peaceful and friendly one, but there are still people from abroad who provoke."

"However, no matter how foreigners used words to provoke, the people of this country ignored them. It was not until the other side fired the first shot that the people of this country resisted."

Feifei listened carefully as if she was listening to a story, and nodded as well.

"According to my personality, when someone provokes me, I will just slap them and dodge."

Mo Ling was serious about this.

However, people need to learn and improve.

She didn't understand before, but later, she understood.

"Do you know how the people of that country resisted?"

"He directly wiped out the other side's people."

"At that time, I was thinking. It turns out that temporary endurance is for the purpose of group annihilation."

"So, I began to learn to be patient and wait for the opportunity to be wiped out."

Feifei: ⊙.☉.....

Is that so? How come it doesn't feel right, yet it feels right at the same time? What's going on?

Looking at Mo Ling's smug expression, Fei Fei, who is used to showing support, would definitely not be bored.

There was applause.

[Host, you are amazing! Feifei is completely useless.]

"hey-hey."

Mo Ling also thought that this was a good move.

Although human emotions and human nature are very complex, some things are still very practical.

She still has to learn.

She looked smug on the surface, but in fact, she was thinking about her next plan.

She didn't care what Tiandao and Chendao were doing; their ultimate goal was to target her.

In this case, she must destroy all possibilities.

For example, bloodline.

Feifei had previously discovered that Chen Dao had collected Qin Xinrui's blood.

This made her wary.

I always feel that Chen Dao has Qin family blood, which is definitely not a good thing.

She finally decided to replace the Qin family's blood.

A blood transfusion means changing the genes in the body's blood.

The most direct and effective way for mortals to change their genes is to replace their bone marrow.

New blood is produced using new bone marrow.

But Mo Ling didn't intend to do that.

She wanted to condense the devil blood.

As long as she condenses the devil blood and uses it to nourish her body, she will be able to condense a devil body quickly. With the blessing of the devil body and devil blood, her devil god will be well recovered.

Therefore, she needs to retreat.

"Little Fatty, do you have enough money for the time and space I've been eyeing?"

【enough. 】

Mo Ling had previously seen a time space in the system mall that accelerated cultivation.

A minute outside is a year inside.

If she wanted to condense the demonic blood, it would not only take time, but also absolute safety and quiet.

So, she wants to take a leave.

However, before asking for leave, she needed to talk to Wen Qiye to avoid his worry.

Just as she was thinking about whether to call or meet in person, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Wen Qiye standing outside with food in his hand and a smile on his face.

Mo Ling was so happy that she threw herself into his arms and hugged his neck with both hands.

"You're here."

Wen Qiye had things in both hands and couldn't hug her back. He could only open his arms slightly to prevent the food from touching her.

"Lingbao. Put your feet on my waist."

Mo Ling understood immediately and put her legs around his waist like a koala.

Wen Qiye walked into the room, closed the door with his foot, then put the things in his hand on the table. Only then did he have time to hold Mo Ling.

He held Mo Ling in his arms and sat on the sofa, his forehead resting lightly against hers.

"Lingbao, I miss you so much."

Although they just spoke via video this morning, he still misses him very much.

Mo Ling kissed his cheek.

"I miss you too, but now I have to give you a notice with regret."

"what?"

Wen Qiye had a bad feeling.

"I want to retreat."

"Retreat...seclusion? Is that the kind I see in TV dramas?"

"The kind of seclusion that lasts for several years?"

Mo Ling wanted to tease him, so she held back her laughter and nodded vigorously.

In an instant, Wen Qiye's face turned pale.

He looked at Mo Ling with longing eyes like a homeless puppy.

"Will it really take that long?"

Without waiting for Mo Ling to answer, he continued to say aggrievedly:

"Aren't you afraid that when you come out of seclusion you'll see a tearful old man?"

[Hahaha, tears in the eyes? Host, he knows how to describe it.]

Feifei was amused by Wen Qiye's resentful expression.

Not to mention Feifei, even Mo Ling was amused.

"Well, even if he's an old man, he's still the most handsome old man."

Wen Qiye's expression became even more resentful.

His girlfriend, who hadn't even warmed up to him yet, was about to go into seclusion.

The biggest obstacle to finding a wife who cultivates immortality is not longevity, but seclusion.

"Can you take me with you during the retreat?"

"Take you with you? How?"

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, very curious.

"I'm easy to take care of."

Wen Qiye was afraid that Mo Ling would not take him with him in seclusion, so he quickly started to promote the product.

"As long as there's food and drink, and an internet connection, I can stay with you in seclusion for the rest of my life."

Mo Ling: ...

"I understand that there's food and drink, but what about the constant internet connection...?"

"I have to take care of work. Make money to support you."

Wen Qiye felt that there would always be a time to come out of seclusion.

He couldn't let Lingbao be left with no money to spend once he came out of seclusion.

Therefore, while accompanying the retreat, we must not forget to make money.

"Pfft, hahaha."

Mo Ling couldn't help laughing. She stretched out her hands and pinched Wen Qiye's cheeks.

"Oh, how can you be so cute?"

"Hey... the best... Hi."

Wen Qiye's speech was a little unclear because his cheeks were pinched and pulled outward.

"Yes, yes, we are all cute."

Mo Ling smiled and kissed him, whispering:

"I'm going to retreat, but I won't keep you waiting too long."

"I estimate it will be ready in about a week."

"I will ask for a week's leave from school and find a place to retreat properly."

"A week?"

Wen Qiye blinked his eyes. He could accept this time.

"Correct."

"Then I'll take a leave too."

"Aren't you going to class? You're a good kid in the eyes of the teacher."

"A good baby should also have his own life."

Wen Qiye would definitely not let Mo Ling go into seclusion alone.

Speaking of retreat, speaking of a quiet place.

Wen Qiye's eyes flickered.

"Lingbao, I know a place that's perfect for you to retreat."

"Where?"

Mo Ling planned to retreat at home, but now that Wen Qiye mentioned a suitable place, she became curious.

"An island."

"Island?"

"Yeah. I found an island and I bought it."

This island appeared in my dream.

After he dreamed of this island, he specially asked someone to find it and then bought it.