And now, he tied it up with a white-purple hair crown, with a touch of gold embellishment on it. He looked like a noble prince who had stepped down from the fairyland, so handsome that people dared not look directly at him.
"Since there is nothing wrong with the clothes, then why does Xiao Ge'er look at me so much?" Si Mo looked at her doubtfully. Suddenly, his amber eyes suddenly lit up, and he said clearly: "It seems that Xiao Ge'er likes how I dress up very much."
"Thick-skinned." Mu Qingge rolled her eyes at him, guarding her gaze, and said coldly: "You are not dressed in a low-key manner."
Si Mo frowned, pursed his lips and thought for a while. He walked towards Mu Qingge and asked, "So, little Ge'er, do you think I need to add something? Or subtract something?"
He took the initiative to ask, and Mu Qingge also looked back at him.
However, she suddenly realized that with Si Mo's appearance, unless he changed his face, he would not be able to look low-key no matter how he dressed.
Helpless, she had to say: "No, that's fine."
After saying that, she thought for a while and then said: "I will tell others that you are my cousin. We met on the road. We happened to be traveling on the same road, so we left together. My mother's surname is Sang, you can choose your own name."
"Sang?" Si Mo lowered his eyes and chewed the word in his mouth, a glimmer of light flashed in his amber eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Then how about I call you Sang Mo?"
"It's up to you." Mu Qingge said nonchalantly.
Ignoring Mr. Monster anymore, Mu Qingge quickly washed up and tidied himself up.
Si Mo looked at her with a smile and said silently: "Sang, it turns out that Xiao Ge'er still has this relationship with the Sang family in Xizhou." '
"Xiao Ge'er, has your blood been activated?" Si Mo suddenly asked.
Mu Qingge suddenly felt wary, but then she thought, this man appeared when he activated his bloodline, and he has lived for so long, what else does he not know
She sighed in frustration and said angrily: "Maybe." She came out of the Sunset Wasteland yesterday and was in trouble for so long. How could she have time to care about her bloodline? Anyway, during the activation process, she did feel the scene described by Mengmeng. I guess it should be no problem for you.
As soon as she finished speaking, her wrist fell into Si Mo's palm.
She looked at him suspiciously, but seeing his serious expression, she didn't bother him.
After a while, Si Mo let go of her wrist and nodded: "Well, the bloodline has indeed been opened. And..." He looked at her, his amber eyes shining brightly: "Xiao Geer, your talent Amazing!" The power of inheritance in the bloodline was beyond his imagination.
I am afraid that no one in the Xizhou Sang family of this generation can compare to his little Ge'er. Even those elders, the elders of the clan are not as good as them.
With such an evil talent, her next road is destined to be even more bumpy.
Of course, if you want to stand taller and break out of this world, you must go through this.
He believes in his little song!
"The bloodline is activated!" Mu Qingge said in surprise.
With Si Mo's guarantee, she was truly sure of the fact that her bloodline had been activated.
When did she start trusting this man's words so much, I'm afraid even she doesn't know.
"It's a pity." Suddenly, Mu Qingge's expression turned gloomy, with a hint of regret in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Si Mo moved his hand and hugged Mu Qingge into his arms.
Wrapped in the man's arms, his back was pressed against his strong and warm chest. Mu Qingge's face turned red, she pulled his hands away and walked out.
"It's a pity that I can't swallow the strange fire for my own use like Han Caicai." Mu Qingge pursed her lips and said. Strange fire! It is said that some alchemists can control animal fire, and the elixirs they refine are much more sophisticated than ordinary fire. If she could possess strange fire and use it to refine elixirs and weapons, she would definitely be able to improve her quality by several levels. She didn't have the luxury to enjoy such a good thing. It would be a lie to say she didn't regret it.
(End of chapter)