This sentence allowed Si Mo to regain his ability to move.
He seemed to feel that Mu Qingge seemed to be commemorating something through this unique dance.
What to pay homage to
he does not know. But, no matter what the memorial was, he was always by her side.
Nodding, Si Mo hugged Mu Qingge's shoulders again and continued dancing.
This time, Mu Qingge's movements were even bolder, and every dance step seemed to be filled with infinite temptation and seduction. If her eyes weren't always clear, Si Mo might have fallen in love with it unknowingly and fell deeply into it.
Under the guidance of Mu Qingge, Si Mo also immersed himself in the dance steps and gradually cooperated with each other tacitly. It seemed that he already knew in advance how each of her movements should be continued.
The two people's selfless concentration made the two people watching secretly feel their cheeks feel hot and their mouths dry.
I couldn't help but mourn in my heart: How could there be such a captivating dance in the world? The Baroness of the Mu Mansion is so bold, isn't she afraid of setting herself on fire? Although their holy master is not a womanizer, it does not mean that he is not good at that!
Suddenly, Mu Qingge's leg inserted between Si Mo's legs and twisted his waist forcefully, causing Guye and Guya to involuntarily tighten their legs.
The two of them looked at each other and made a decision to quickly leave this place of right and wrong.
The next second, the two people disappeared and left quickly.
Mu Qingge's movements made Si Mo's eyes flutter slightly, as if something was about to break out of the ground. Suddenly, she changed her movements again, retracted her kicking leg, turned around, and leaned back into Si Mo's generous and strong arms.
Si Mo's breath was stagnant, and he subconsciously hugged Mu Qingge's waist. The latter moved flexibly, got out of his arms, hooked his legs around his thighs, rubbed up and down a few times, and then quickly let go.
Si Mo's eyes turned deep and dark red. Staring at Mu Qingge, there was a faint emotion that he was trying his best to restrain.
However, Mu Qingge didn't seem to notice. His fingers were tightly intertwined with Si Mo's, and they used the power of their limbs to rise into the air and float in the air.
Si Mo's subconscious turning part led her to spin in mid-air like a spiritual butterfly in the night sky...
After a long time, by the time Si Mo woke up from the dreamlike scene, the dance had ended. Mu Qingge stood beside the maple tree with earrings as if nothing happened. He pulled out the purple earrings and put them on his left ear again.
In an instant, she transformed back into that peerless and beautiful young man.
Si Mo leaned forward and suddenly held her left ear.
The sensitivity of the earlobes made Mu Qingge tremble slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
But Si Mo's next words made her give up this move.
"Do you know that although the phantom weapon you possess is rare, its level is not high. If you encounter a powerful opponent, they will be able to see through your disguise at a glance." He did not tell her that the so-called 'power' here far exceeded Mu Qingge's understanding.
"Is there any solution?" Mu Qingge asked with a frown.
More than a year of disguise made her accustomed to the convenience brought by men's clothing. She didn't want anyone to see through her disguise easily.
"Find the weapon refiner and refine it again. Moreover, this weapon refiner must be a weapon refiner with a bloodline inheritance that can refine phantom weapons, so he can refine phantom weapons." Si Mo said.
Mu Qingge's eyes flashed but she said nothing.
She has the bloodline of a weapon refiner.
However, she was not sure about the bloodline of weapon refiners who could refine phantom weapons.
Although she is certain that her mother, who has a mysterious origin, may be an weapon refiner, or even if she is not, she comes from a family of weapon refiners. However, she was not sure whether the phantom weapon in her hand was refined by this family.
(End of chapter)