After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

Li Mo shook his head and returned the album to Ouyang:

“But the aesthetics still needs to be improved.”

"??!"

Ouyang was petrified on the spot, with those words still echoing in his mind like thunderclaps in the sky.

Aesthetics.....still needs to be improved?!

.....

The next morning.

The sky is bright and cloudless.

On the mountain road of Hengyun Sword City, Li Mo was holding a hot donkey meat kebab in his hand and eating it as he walked. Ying Bing was not far away from him, with his head slightly lowered, holding a sword and walking slowly forward.

The two of them were silent all the way.

Jiang Chulong pinched the corner of her brother Li's clothes, and her gray eyes flashed strangely.

There was something strange going on between Brother Li and Sister Bing today...

It seemed like there was something between them that she couldn't see clearly?

Not long after.

There was a fork in the road ahead, and the number of disciples from Jiancheng had obviously increased. Several of them were coming towards us, and they seemed to be going out to handle external affairs.

"Just when things calmed down at Xiyu Tower, trouble broke out again."

"Yes, you said you had become a rebel general, but instead of fleeing to Southern Xinjiang, you chose to flee to our Yunzhou."

"I hope he can be arrested as soon as possible and not cause any major trouble."

"Young Master Li, Fairy Ying?"

The few people who went out to post notices said hello. Now they are very famous in Jiancheng.

Li Mo spent a huge amount of money to donate to repair the sword pool formation.

When Ying Bing preached in Jianchi, she was revered as a banished fairy by countless people.

Even the little girl with her eyes covered by a cloth was respected by all the elders, who were willing to show them the inheritance of the Sword Tower without reservation.

After a few pleasantries, Li Mo also saw the wanted poster clearly.

Chang Bolun.

In the sixth level of the inner scene, there is a rebel general of the Southern Army. Anyone who finds his whereabouts and provides information will be rewarded with 500 taels. Anyone who captures and kills him will be rewarded with 5,000 taels and can enter the Sword Tower to choose martial arts.

Such a reward would probably attract many ghostwriters.

Li Mo was not interested in the reward, he just took a casual look at it.

Soon, we arrived at a fork in the road.

Li Mo is going to the Sword Tower, Ying Bing and Jiang Chulong are going to the Sword Pool, so they need to go their separate ways.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Just buy whatever you like."

"Um...."

Li Mo walked forward a dozen steps and then turned back for some unknown reason.

Then I saw Bingtuozi's slim back.

He laughed to himself, it wasn't like they were going to be separated for long.

So Li Mo strode towards the Sword Tower again.

What he didn't know was that the moment he turned around again.

The girl tucked her long hair behind her ears and suddenly turned around on the steps, catching her eye the back of the boy with his head held high.

Ying Bing lowered his eyes for a moment before heading towards the sword pool.

Princess Ginger blinked.

Sure enough, something is wrong...

The top of the Sword Tower.

On the top of the Sword Tower, there is still the wonderful scenery formed around the strange stone. At first glance, there is no change, but if you look closely, you can still notice some differences.

For example, there are more fish swimming in the spring, and the trees are more lush...

Li Mo had just finished copying the strange stones three times, and without exception, each one was a little off.

So he stood on the top of the sword tower and looked into the distance.

"That's the Sword Pond..."

As soon as Li Mo saw the huge circular square, the image of Bingtuozi standing on a high platform, pointing and pointing with a ruler appeared in his mind.

Bingtuozi always has the aura of someone who has mastered the truth.

Student Li could even imagine what she was talking about.

What needs to be demonstrated? What kind of look do you give to a dull disciple?

"Wait, why did the scene from last night pop up?"

"No, why does she keep popping up?"

Li Mo couldn't help but mutter in his heart, he should now concentrate on copying the strange stone...

"What are you looking at?"

The person who spoke was Wei Zhaoliu.

She was still wearing the pair of glasses made of round crystal from the North Sea. Her face was not very clear and her hair was much shorter than before. Judging from her breath, she must have just gone to observe the strange rocks again.

"Look at Fairy Han."

Li Mo's gaze was still on the sword pool.

"Hmm? Can you see it?"

Wei Zhaoliu's eyes widened, thinking that this Young Master Li's eyesight was truly terrifying, and then he nodded and said: