"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

The smile on the man's face was too dazzling, Yun Chu was taken aback, but without any pause in his steps, he walked over and sat down opposite the man.

Mo Chi picked up the teacup, poured him a cup of tea, and gently pushed it over,

Yun Chu held the teacup in his palm, but didn't drink it.

"Have you finished your work?" Mo Chi looked at him, his face covered by the mask could not be seen to be tired, he could only speculate about the other party's condition in the past few days from the news from his servants, "Your body is the most important thing, pay attention Don't be too tired."

Yun Chu nodded, things are still about those things, since his adoptive father left, he has come here every day, and he doesn't feel too tired, but there is one more person who keeps telling him not to After he was too tired and paid more attention to rest, he suddenly felt that, in fact, he was still very tired...

"How is your recovery going?" Yun Chu looked at the man in front of him and asked him.

After this period of recuperation, the other party's complexion finally improved a bit, and his blood-colored face looked more plump and handsome. Sometimes just sitting at the table in a daze was a very beautiful picture. Yun Chu thought of those few The maid who took care of the man looked shy when talking about him in private, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Thank you Yunchu for your concern. It's much better now." Mo Chi looked at him and smiled, "The tea this time is very good. The tea is sweet and clear. You can drink it."

Yun Chu looked at the teacup in his hand. The light yellow tea was filled with white mist, and the faint tea fragrance lingered in his nose. Looking at him with a different kind of beauty, Mo Chi raised his head slightly and took a sip,

"How?" he asked.

Yun Chu nodded and put down his teacup: "Not bad."

When Mo Chi heard his answer, he bent his lips.

The two chatted for a while, until someone reported outside the door, Yun Chu got up and left.

Mo Chi stood up after him, and sent him outside the door. Outside the door stood a thin man, dressed in black, with a black mask on his face, carved with intricate patterns, Mo Chi's gaze It swept across him inadvertently, and then retracted it with a calm expression.

"Master, the third elder is back and is waiting for you in the conference hall." The visitor knelt on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands in front of his forehead, bowed his head and saluted him, respectfully.

Yun Chu nodded: "I see, you go down first."

The man in black took the order and left as quietly as when he came. Yunchu turned and looked at the person by the door: "Go back to the house. The cold mountain is foggy in late autumn, and it's easy to catch cold in cold weather."

Mo Chi nodded with a smile, the sky gradually darkened, the golden sunlight outside the house just now had disappeared without a trace, white mist rose faintly from the smooth stone slabs in the courtyard.

Mo Chi didn't know if it was his own illusion, he always felt that the lip color of the person in front of him was slightly paler than before he came.

"I'll go back after seeing you go," Mo Chi said.

The cold eyes moved slightly, Yun Chu didn't speak, but just responded with a deep voice, then turned and left.

Mo Chi stood by the door until the white figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, then he looked away and walked back into the room slowly.

On the other side, in a corner that Mo Chi couldn't see, Yun Chu suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the next second, his straight spine suddenly bent down.

With a sound of "Wow", a mouthful of thick black blood splattered on the ground, emitting a trace of black air, and a few drops of blood splashed onto the hem of the white clothes, corroding small holes one after another.

Raising his hand and gently wiping the blood off his lips with his thumb, Yun Chu lowered his eyes, his dark eyes looked at the black spots on his body that were expanding, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, unable to stir up any waves.

A palm full of internal force hit the wall, and the wall "Kakkalala" cracked a spider-like crack, and then turned into tiny stones until they fell down. At the place where the pool of black blood was, a building was built. Half-man-high mounds.

Yun Chu withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and lifted his feet to leave, leaving behind him only a mound of dirt and a wall full of cracks and a hole, allowing the gradually thickening mist to swallow them up.

When it was completely dark, the maid in charge of taking care of Mo Chi walked in. The little girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with two flower buds combing her hair. Blinkingly, he looked at Mo Chi, who was leaning against the table and looking down at a book.

"Mr. Mo, the dinner is ready, let the servants pass it in."

Hearing her voice, Mo Chi looked up from the book, only to realize that it was already dark.In order to learn more about the situation in this world, he asked someone to find a bunch of books. Apart from eating and sleeping every day, he just read books all the time, and occasionally chatted with Yun Chu when he came over.

"Sorry, I've been fascinated by it." Mo Chi put down the book in his hand, raised his head and smiled apologetically at the little maid in front of him, who blushed, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll let them take all the dishes now." Bring it here..." The little girl walked out the door as she spoke, and after a short while, someone came in with exquisite dishes, and Mo Chi sat at the table, looking at the dishes that were not the same as the previous meal, and felt I sighed the richness of the Cold Blood Sect.

"By the way, Yun...have your leader eaten rice?" Mo Chi looked at the bowl of rice with distinct grains in front of him, and then remembered that he had forgotten the most important thing.

The few people below shook their heads. They came to take care of Mo Chi, and they didn't know about the leader's affairs. In the end, one of the servants said, "I heard Sister Chun coming to tell the cook about the leader's affairs when I was in the kitchen just now. I'm not feeling well, so I don't need to deliver today's dinner."

"Uncomfortable?" Mo Chi put down the chopsticks in his hand when he heard this, and frowned his beautiful brows, thinking of the slightly pale lips when the other party left today, he inevitably became worried, "Why is it uncomfortable? Have you asked Mr. Yang to look at it?"

"This..." The man looked at him with some embarrassment: "I don't know..."

I don't know... Mo Chi couldn't stay calm anymore, so he got up and walked out the door. The little girl at the beginning hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Mo, the leader told you not to go out because it's cold at night."

Mo Chi looked at his hand lying in front of him, and the smile disappeared from his handsome face: "I'm almost in good health."

"But..." The little maid still wanted to speak, but Mo Chi had already walked away from him. The people behind him looked at me and at you, and they were a little afraid to step forward. When they came here, the leader explained From now on, Mr. Mo will be their master, and let them obey each other in everything. Now that the master is going out, they dare not stop him...