Ling didn't expect Lu Mo's action, and was caught off guard by Lu Mo's elbow pressing his neck. He took a step back, his back against the hard wall.
Lu Mo was a little shorter than Ling. He leaned forward with his upper body, rubbed Ling's chin with the tip of his nose, and threatened, "Speak."
In order to better display the auction items, the light source of the whole venue is dimmed, and only the spotlight hits the central stage.
The host is still working hard, expressing thanks to every participant, especially Mr. Lu Mo, who has made all his contributions in this charity auction.
Wenger's cage was pushed down, and since he has a new owner, he will be well cared for and healed. Although the broken spiritual sea cannot be repaired, it will not be life-threatening at least for a while.
The host's clear voice echoed in the lobby, and there was an elegant and soothing music sound that floated softly in the air.
"Jin Qi, you have to tell us what's going on with this female worm?"
"Are you trying to make us lose face?"
Jin Qi was dealing stiffly with the angry nobles, "Please forgive my offense..."
…
There was a lot of noise everywhere, but in this corner, it seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water, which seemed so out of tune with this hall.
Lu Mo and Ling looked at each other, Ling opened his eyes wide, his eyebrows raised slightly in surprise - just like a cat whose stomach was suddenly touched.
I don't know if it was because the light was too dark to see clearly, or because the distance was too close, Ling showed an almost "innocent" confused look in front of Lu Mo for the first time.
"I-I mean..."
Ling Jie stammered: "I will take Wenger."
Even the most indifferent female worm like Ling understands that after marriage, even if he is a female monarch, every decision needs the consent of the male worm.
He was very familiar with the Handbook of Female Monarchs after marriage, and he was just seeking Lu Mo's approval.
Lu Mo: "..."
He said coldly: "My dear lady, you are changing the subject. My patience is limited and I don't want to listen to your nonsense."
However, the heart is rolling.
Although he didn't know what happened, he felt ashamed intuitively.
It feels like when you want to be nice to your father on a whim, so you boldly order a bouquet of hot, warm flowers and express your affection to him affectionately in front of everyone.
Then your taciturn old father, who is as serious as a cadre and a minister, and who is burdened with a heavy burden like a mountain, will grab the bouquet and beat you desperately in anger.
Just like he beat you with the seven wolves as a child.
—Help, he's too embarrassed to breathe.
This extreme shame made his face red, but luckily the hall was dark enough not to lose his face, and finally made Lu Mo calm down.
He retracted his hand and said with a stern face, "Can you tell the reason now?"
Ling looked at Lu Mo who turned his head away, and his eyes stayed on Lu Mo's reddish ears.
The female worm's amazingly strong five senses allowed them to capture the enemy's every move even in the darkest night. Naturally, he did not ignore any small expressions on Lu Mo's face.
really weird.
Every male will never miss the opportunity to make the female grateful.
They are so high up, even a smile at the female is enough to make the female go into cardiac arrest.
Ling still remembered that Song Jianshu once gave Wenger an excellent dagger—the reason why he remembered it so clearly was because the female worm in the military had talked about it for three months.
He also clearly remembered Song Jianshu's expression at that time. He always gently reassured Wenger that it was nothing. Wenger's cold and hard military female will melt because of this.
Ling only felt that something was wrong. He found some emotions that he was not familiar with in Song Jianshu's eyes. This emotion was so strange that it made his gentle smile appear strange.
He had no way of judging what it was, not to mention that the Zerg was a race with little imagination.
The only thing that can be seen is that Song Jianshu enjoys this feeling very much.
But... why is Lu Mo angry
At this moment, Ling suddenly became curious. He looked at Lu Mo's face curiously, trying to analyze the emotion on this face.
Anger, resistance, regret, shame, and forced calm and alienation.
He seems to be suffering because of his generosity? But that is clearly a behavior that would make any female worm very happy.
"Lu Mo."
Lu Mo said stubbornly, "I've never seen a female more procrastinating than you."
Ling was surprised to find that his nerves had just been tense to the limit - he even felt that the next moment was about to collapse, but now he has relaxed.
He fixedly looked at Lu Mo, and suddenly laughed.
He laughed exaggeratedly, his waist arched, and he even laughed out loud. The last time he laughed so excitedly, he didn't make a sound.
Lu Mo's throat tightened, feeling that he might have to leave this world tonight...
Is it really that funny? ?
Ling took a deep breath and finally stopped laughing just before Lu Mo was about to have a brain hemorrhage. He looked at Lu Mo with sparkling eyes and said, "Lu Mo."
Lu Mo barely hummed.
The next moment, Ling held his hand and took him with great strides, leaving the noisy hall.
As soon as he left the hall, the cool night wind blew towards his face, mixed with the slightly drunken fragrance of flowers, which made his brain instantly awake a lot, Ling's hair fluttered in the air, and the palm of Lu Mo's hand was slightly hot.
They went straight through neat paths, beautiful flower gates, and finally stopped on a small elegant cloister.
A starry night sky surrounded by two giant moons. One is crimson, the other is golden, hanging in the night sky, as close as you can touch.
"OK OK!"
Lu Mo withdrew his hand and muttered, "It's far enough here, there won't even be mice."
He raised his head, Ling's red eyes were covered with a layer of moonlight, and his eyelashes blinked slightly.
"I don't know... where to start talking to you." He frowned, as troubled as a librarian was trying to find the only one he needed from the vast sea of books.
Finally, he said to Lu Mo: "Wenger's female father, Mr. Rhine, is my mentor."
At night sixty years ago, the moon was a little brighter than it is today.
In the dimly lit basement, the air was extremely foul, and the smell of rotting blood was extremely strong. It was like a piece of meat that had been soaked in water and fermented for months under the scorching sun.
But after staying there for a long time, I gradually got used to the smell.
What's more, the smell was originally exuding from him.
Ling was lying on the bed in a drowsy state. The quilt was originally made of cotton, but it had already been hardened like a wooden board, and it was so dark that the original color could not be seen at all.
He didn't know how long he had been lying down, but when he moved slightly, he could hear the metal rubbing sound of "crashing", which were the iron chains tied to his limbs, each of which was thicker than his arms.
The wounds on the body never heal.
It's not that it's bad, but every time it's about to heal, it will be cut again and bleed, and the wound will never heal.
"Did you put it a little more this time? Be careful not to kill him."
"How come, this little brat can endure very well. Just put one-third more, let him eat more food, and then raise it back."
"Tsk, do you know how expensive his blood is, and the only one that took so much effort to get it! If you kill him, you will have your good fruit to eat!"
"… "
When Ling opened his eyes, he saw that his hand was twisted to an angle that was about to break, and his wrist was slashed, and bones were visible.
But from such a big wound, his blood only seeped out slowly, little by little into the bottle below.
He remembered the chicken whose neck had been cut off, the same way it had been bled.
so tired.
He turned his eyes numbly, and through the narrow window, he saw two very beautiful moons in the night sky.
One round of deep red and one round of golden yellow, like a pair of gentle eyes, overlooking the earth and him.
He gradually lost his strength, his body had never become so cold, and even his vision was blurred a little...
The two gentle moons swayed gradually, gradually twisted in his eyes, changed their appearance, and finally turned into a pair of blue eyes.
what…
Ling opened his eyes forcefully, and a female worm in a military cap blinked her left eye across the iron railings.
The next moment, Ling heard a loud explosion, which made the female worm in the room stand up abruptly, and pulled out the gun behind her waist: "Who!!"
"who is it?"
From behind the broken wall, in the billowing smoke of gunpowder, a figure slowly appeared, his voice was smiling, "It is the messenger of justice, the enforcer of the law, and the intern of the god of death who came to take your life."
"you wanna die!"
The two female worms raised their guns at him with hideous faces. Ling's eyes widened nervously, and his palms curled up involuntarily.
Seemingly aware of his nervousness, the military female reassured: "It's okay, they are a group of bad people with extremely low quality, and their broken guns and methods can't hurt me at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two consecutive shots of guns and bullets, but miraculously, just as he said, the two bullets and bullets rubbed his hair and hit the broken bricks behind, bursting out sparks.
"Come and don't be indecent," the female army tutted, his speed was astonishingly fast, and he appeared in front of the two female insects in an instant, grabbed their heads with both hands and touched them—
The two female worms didn't even make a sound, just rolled their eyes and fainted.
Throwing the two female worms into the corner, the military female turned to look at Ling: "I passed by this area a few days ago and felt strange. It turned out that there was a cub locked here—"
With a "bang", the female soldier stopped and lowered her head subtly, only to see the bottle that was about to be filled with blood kicked down by him and spread out on the ground.
He looked at the ground, then at Ling, and finally said, "Sorry?"
Ling slowly closed his eyes.
A very stupid adult female.
——
Lu Mo listened quietly: "So that's how you entered the army?"
"Um."
Ling took a deep breath and dipped his face in the moonlight, with a faint light: "Lu Mo, do you know why I appeared on Desolate Star that day?"
Lu Mo: "Why?"
"because… "
"Mr. Rhine is dead."
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