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

Li Mo had a premonition.

He might have a good harvest tonight.

The next morning.

"Almost, just a little bit."

Li Mo, who had been defeated more than a dozen times yesterday, woke up from his dream, and the golden-red flames in his eyes slowly went out.

To be honest, Xiao Li was actually a little anxious.

Challenging the same boss and being killed more than ten times in a row, and the way of death was different. Normal people would be a little overwhelmed.

Moreover, he had truly experienced life-and-death crises more than a dozen times, but in the end, he still managed to hold his temper. At that time, he was thinking that he would never let Bingtuozi laugh at him when he woke up the next day...

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, illuminating the whole room.

"How many times did you lose last night?"

A clear voice came from the tea table.

"I didn't win the first eleven times, but he didn't lose the last time."

Li Mo was serious and talked about winning and losing.

"?"

"Well, I haven't won once, so you can just laugh at me."

Li Mo was just being obedient and playing badly.

"Being able to lose more than ten times shows that you haven't used your magic weapon and are seriously honing yourself. That's pretty good."

Ying Bing has a soft voice and she rarely speaks so much at once.

"!"

Li Mo was stunned and couldn't help but look up at Ying Bing.

She was bathing in the golden morning light, holding a cup and drinking morning tea. For a moment, one might mistakenly think that the phrase "warm jade emitting smoke" was used to describe a person.

Bingtuozi was as bright as the sunshine outside, with a faint smile in his eyes, but it was not a mockery, but encouragement and approval.

Li Mo's mood suddenly became sunny.

"How did you lose the last time?"

"Hey, it was just a little bit short. I had already knocked his Sun Wheel away, but when I got close, it suddenly turned into a ball of sunlight..."

Li Mo told Ying Bing what happened in the battle last night and asked him to review it.

As they talked, the two packed up their few belongings and went downstairs to have their last breakfast in southern Xinjiang. After all, after today, they would be back in their hometown of Qinghe County.

Jiawei Restaurant is still bustling in the morning. Southern Xinjiang is damp and cold, so locals have the habit of drinking early in the morning, so it is very lively early in the morning.

Li Mo took Ying Bing to the place where they usually sat and ordered some special breakfasts.

The arrival of the two made the restaurant lobby quiet for a moment.

But soon, everything returned to normal.

They are indeed very famous and are a topic that people often talk about at the dinner table, but talk is talk, just like suddenly seeing a celebrity in real life, who would be nice enough to go up and say hello.

Besides, Fairy Han is sitting there.

She changed back into the blue and white porcelain dress today, which made her figure look slender and delicate, and her fair skin looked like white porcelain.

The slight movement of her cheeks and her silent and cold look were enough to dissuade any stranger from thinking of approaching.

Only occasionally would he dip the dumplings in chili sauce and pass them to Li Mo’s mouth across from him…

"What should I bring back for my parents..."

"Already prepared."

Ying Bing rubbed the big-headed doll's head.

"!"

Li Mo, whose CPU was already heating up from reviewing the details of the battle, was stunned for a moment.

When did Bingtuozi become so attentive?

It's hard to imagine her going out on her own to pick out gifts...

The group from Southern Xinjiang seemed to have grown up, and he was not the only one...

"Ice cube, eat."

Li Mo picked up a steamed dumpling dipped in chili and brought it to Ying Bing's lips.

After eating the ice ball, he smiled and said:

"This steamed bun is a reward for growing up."

"childish....."

Ying Bing raised her eyes and looked at him with a hint of helplessness.

After breakfast, he said hello to the restaurant owner and his wife, and then walked out.

Just as he was thinking about whether he should say goodbye to the soldiers of Qingmu Camp and Brother Donglai before leaving, he heard a noise behind him.

That's not the case.

Woohoo, more than ten or twenty people came downstairs, it wasn't a big noise.

"Tang..."

"Although I am the master of the Hundred Beasts Hall, when you go out, you have to call me the shopkeeper."