It was said that Huang Mao was good, but it became the fairy's white moonlight

Chapter 166: An appointment with the wife in Linhe Town (two in one)

Han Mo took a breath, obviously he didn't understand why the cloud glaze turned like this?

It stands to reason that the head's wife has a certain affection for him, but that is based on the fact that the other party is her mother's best friend.

Even if there is a good impression, this good impression is limited to the care of the elders for the younger ones.

However, now this care seems to have deteriorated, which is equivalent to the deterioration of filial piety (elder version).

Because normal elders would never do such a thing as kissing an adult junior.

No, this is not about kissing. To be precise, this is considered cheating!

Aunt Yun, please wake up, you are a married woman!

"Wait, Aunt Yun, this is not good...we..."

"Mo'er, you are junior sister's son. You feel like your own son to me. I really like you. I have said before that I want to adopt you as my adopted son, but it's a pity that you didn't agree..."

"no……"

Han Mo also wanted to say, "How could a foster mother and foster son be so close to each other?", but was quickly stopped by Yun Glaze's actions.

But in the hall, a mature and beautiful woman was sitting sideways on the desk, her hands slightly supported behind her, and a pair of plump and beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings quietly stretched out, showing her astonishing grace and charm.

One of her small and exquisite feet followed the back of her baby Mo'er, all the way down, across the strong back and waist, stepped on the arms, and even the palms of her hands, like a gentle breeze blowing, helping him relieve fatigue.

Through the ice silk stockings as thin as cicada wings, Han Mo could feel every jade bead and shell toe, and the hazy red kodan shone with ruby-like alluring light in the haze.

From the slender legs to the rosy insteps and arches, they reflect extremely tight and soft curves.

The mature and beautiful woman's black silk feet exuded warmth and softness, and along with her fragrant and delicate fragrance, Han Mo's heart beat incessantly.

The so-called heaven is easy to reincarnate, no one will be spared by heaven.

In the past, Han Mo had acted out of filial piety towards Yun Ji in the simulated world, and now Yun Glaze had also acted out of caring towards him.

Cause and effect cycle, exactly.

"Aunt Yun..."

"Don't talk, help me take care of the housework first."

Han Mo wanted to get up, but was suppressed by a strange magic power on Yuzu.

If it was Yun Ji who was originally cultivated in Jindan, he would naturally not be able to do this, but at this moment Yun Glaze was cultivated in Nascent Soul.

Therefore, he could only follow what Yun Glaze said and concentrate on correcting the memorial.

At the same time, he was also thinking in his mind, what is going on with this cloud glaze?

Could it be that I fell in love with you because of my handsome appearance?

This explanation seems a bit outrageous, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is the only reason that makes sense.

Of course, Han Mo would not think so if he was facing Yun Ji in the simulated world.

But now the person in front of him is Yun Zai, whose personality and behavior are completely opposite to Yun Ji.

The antonym of old-fashioned and conservative is naturally open and bold.

Therefore, the wife of the head of the other world gave Han Mo a charming and enchanting feeling, as if she were a demonic witch.

Because of this, his first reaction was to think - he was being pulled by a cart, right?

However, Han Mo also vaguely guessed another possibility, but when he remembered the reminder from his notes, he quickly shook his head.

Based on past experience, notes should be infallible.

With such random thoughts in his mind, he speeded up the review process and quickly browsed through the memorials, hoping to finish it as soon as possible and leave here.

However, at this time, another jade foot wrapped in black silk as thin as a cicada's wings poked out slightly, intending to find the source of fatigue, and after finding it easily, it began to gently comfort it with the sole of its foot.

"The disciples in the peak jointly proposed to purchase one hundred talisman flying swords for daily travel use by the disciples in the peak. Please give Master's approval!"

Han Mo's body trembled and he became a little uneasy, but he still read the memorial carefully.

"Mo'er, what do you think about the disciples of this palace planning to purchase flying swords?"

When Yunzai was helping her baby Mo'er relieve fatigue, she put her slender hands on Han Mo's legs, supported her smooth jade chin, half-bent her graceful waist, and opened her red lips slightly, revealing her charming and sweet words. Lan Xi.

Of course, her eyes were still cast on the memorial, and she had obviously finished reading the memorial before asking this question.

"I think so, Aunt Yun, although you are a Nascent Soul cultivator with no financial resources, you cannot cultivate the extravagant and wasteful behavior of your disciples."

Disciples like this generally do not use the sect's money to purchase training materials, but the elders pay for them themselves.

In other words, if the elder is rich, the resources and treatment enjoyed by his disciples will be rich.

Yun Ji in the simulated world is just a golden elixir monk. Although she is the wife of the head, she is not very popular in the sect, so naturally she cannot be said to be very wealthy.

Therefore, when Han Mo handled her internal affairs before, he usually saved as much as possible.

After returning to reality, Han Mo still retained this habit and considered problems for her from Yun Glaze's perspective.

"What does Mo'er mean?"

Such a diligent and thrifty little man naturally made Yun Glaze happy. She half-squinted her charming eyes, and her petite lotus feet, as thin as cicada wings, were explaining what dancing and spinning were like, just like a bee meeting a flower, dancing. A light and gentle dance started.

Han Mo raised his brows and felt his energy clear for a while. His fatigue suddenly subsided a little. After exhaling for a while, he responded:

"I think it would be better to change the talisman into a magical weapon, which can also fly with a sword. The magical weapon is cheaper, and the number can be reduced. Fifty handles are enough!

Moreover, it is best not to give the training materials used by these sect disciples directly to them.

I suggest Aunt Yun that you adopt a competition method. The winner can enjoy priority use rights. Only with competition can there be motivation and form a virtuous circle. Disciples can not only practice hard but also contribute to the peak. The most important thing is This way you can feel more relaxed..."

His words pierced Yun Zai's heart. Now that she has been reborn, Yun Zai is able to see opportunities in all aspects. This is why she has achieved higher achievements than in her previous life, and even achieved Nascent Soul early.

So she didn't care much about financial issues, but Han Mo's approach of considering problems for her from her perspective reminded her of Han Mo's strong preference for her in his previous life.

This is the first man in the world who will feel sorry for her, feel sad because she is hurt, and get drunk because of her.

In this case, what reason does she have for not taking the initiative to pull this little man back into her arms after reviving her life?

"In that case, just follow what Mo'er said."

Yunzai nodded, with a little bit of satisfaction in his beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but increase his strength by a little bit in order to better relieve fatigue.

"But having said that, what about you, Mo'er, do you want a talisman flying sword?"

"No need, hiss... Aunt Yun, you forgot that I am the heir apparent of Yifenghou Mansion. What kind of talisman do I not have?"

Looking at Han Mo again, he almost gritted his teeth and shook his head with difficulty.

There was nothing he could do, he was really in a bit of trouble just now.

"What Mo'er said is right. If that's the case, let's give up."

Yun Glaze nodded again, and then suddenly chuckled:

"But having said that, Mo'er already has Aunt Yun, so why does he need another flying sword?"

Han Mo didn't react immediately.

What do you mean, if you have Aunt Yun, you don't need to fly your sword.

What does it mean?

Wait, the flying sword represents a vehicle or a mount, could it be that... Han Mo raised his head, and when he met Yun Glaze's charming eyes that were already wet and mixed with a bit of narrow meaning, he suddenly understood.

What does Aunt Yun mean? This clearly means that he doesn't need to ride the flying sword, he can usually ride it...

Oh my God! But this is not nonsense!

Throughout his life, he has restrained himself, followed propriety, and observed filial piety. As a filial junior...

At least in the real world.

However, before his filial piety deteriorated, Aunt Yun seemed to be hinting at him.

"Huh...huh..." Han Mo suddenly trembled with anger and breathed heavily.

"Ah, Mo'er, is it because the fatigue hasn't subsided? Why are you panting all the time?"

Yun Glaze suddenly said with a concerned look on his face. While speaking, his white and delicate hands gently stroked the man's head.

Han Mo almost gritted his teeth and forced himself to shake his head again:

"Yet, still... not completely eliminated!"

"Don't be impatient, Mo'er. You can't eat hot tofu if you're impatient. You have to take your time."

As she spoke, Yun Ji bent down, her pretty red lips pecked his lips again, and comforted him softly.

Han Mo had no choice but to nod and continue to suppress his fatigue and review the memorial.

Yun Zai had a smile on her face, feeling as if she had returned to her previous life. Han Mo was reviewing the memorial on the desk, while she was waiting for him tenderly.

It's just that this life is a little different. She is looking at him tenderly from the side, and at the same time, she is relieving his fatigue.

The so-called combination of men and women means they can work without getting tired, their aunt and nephew are of the same mind, and they are as sharp as a millet. Motivated by this emotion, Han Hanmo finished processing the pile of memorials at an extremely fast speed.

……

……

By the time Han Mo left, he had been relieved from fatigue and his whole person had become much more relaxed.

Perhaps this was due to Aunt Yun's help, or perhaps it was because he was too devoted to his work and forgot about himself.

In short, handling internal affairs this time reminded Han Mo of his night talk with Su Mengyao Bingzu that day.

The slightly different thing is that compared to Su Mengyao, Yun Glaze obviously knows more and knows better when to elicit a man's emotions.

In any case, this was an unexpected experience. Han Mo naturally had to make new plans after returning, because the changes in Yun Glaze were really big, which was far beyond his expectation.

"Thanks to Mo'er for helping me this time."

Also after Han Mo left, Yunzai stood on the pavilion from a distance, looking at his retreating back with a gentle look on his face.

"Otherwise, just dealing with these internal affairs would give me a headache for a long time. Mo'er really hasn't changed at all. It's really great."

When Han Mo's back was completely gone, Yun Glaze sighed softly, reached out and took off a pair of black stockings and put them aside.

Under the dim candlelight, a pair of flawless lotus feet appear even more rosy and shiny, especially the shell shells that are like delicate petals, which are also shining with bright moisture and some traces of scabs after a rain shower.

Yun Glaze didn't care. He gathered a water polo technique at will, washed the scabs on his feet, and then looked away.

"I may have gone too far today, but fortunately Mo'er didn't seem to be repelled.

Calculating the time, there are still a few days before we get to the plot of Linhe Town, which is also the place where I first developed feelings for Mo'er.

I don't know...whether Mo'er will go to Linhe Town in this life like he did in the previous life, but it doesn't matter, if he doesn't go, I will kidnap him even if he is kidnapped..."

Not knowing what he thought of, Yun Glaze sighed softly, and finally made a decision secretly in his heart.

No matter what, she must restore the relationship with Han Mo as soon as possible.

No, she wants to go further. In her previous life, she had an affair with Han Mo behind her husband's back. In this life, she wants more and more...

……

……

Two days have passed quickly since Yun Glaze and Han Mo met this time.

On this day, at the junction of Fenghua Prefecture and Tianhai Prefecture, there was a solitary peak on top.

A certain Yunming Demon Clan and his party, who spent two days arriving at the border of Tianhai Prefecture, were taking a rest here.

After two days of hurriedly traveling, Tu Shan Yuelian was now standing on the top of the mountain, looking at everything in Tianhai Continent in the distance, as if everything was under control.

"Sister, beyond this mountain peak, we are in Tianhai Prefecture. We passed through Fenghua Prefecture without encountering any setbacks.

However, you still need to be careful when entering Tianhai Prefecture. I heard that Tianhai Prefecture Yifenghou is a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, and his strength may not be inferior to that of his sister. "

Taking advantage of this opportunity to rest, Feng Xuanzi quietly came to Tu Shan Yuelian's side, as if she wanted to remind him of something.

As the intelligence officer of Baiyao City, she naturally knows what powerful and ruthless characters there are in Haizhou today, so she reminds them like this.

The reason why Feng Xuanzi appears here is because this time Tushan Yuelian comes to take revenge. As a good friend, she naturally cannot ignore it.

Last time, it was because she had other important matters and did not follow Sister Yue Lian that she was violated by that human demon.

After learning from the experience, she planned to come with her this time, thinking that she could help her sister at a critical moment and share her burden.

Tu Shan Yuelian did not refuse, but after thinking for a while, he quickly nodded in agreement.

So the two chose a small number of elites from the tribe and followed them to Tianhai State for revenge.

After all, this time we were sneaking into the hinterland of the human race to seek revenge on the human devil. Naturally, we had to bring some people with us, but we couldn't bring too many.

only……

"As long as my sister knows what's going on, it's fine. But having said that, why does my sister still bring the burden of Long Zhantian with her this time?"

They are said to be elites, but for some reason, Tushan Yuelian brought her useless husband with her this time.

This husband-in-law is just a foundation-building monk. If they encounter any trouble, they have to protect each other.

Feng Xuanzi was naturally a little confused about this, so she took advantage of this unoccupied opportunity to ask Tu Shan Yuelian in private.

"You don't have to worry about this. I naturally have my own reasons for bringing him with me.

Also, Zimei, are you sure that damn Demon is in the Galaxy Sword Sect? "

"Exactly."

Feng Xuanzi patted her plump breasts and assured Tushan Yuelian, and Tushan Yuelian nodded slightly in agreement.

"By the way, Sister Yue Lian, although the human race of the Galaxy Sword Sect is not as strong as us, we are also in the territory of the human race, so there may be variables.

It’s better to find a place to settle down temporarily and then take a closer look. According to the information I found, there is a place called Linhe Town near Jian Zong. This place is very close to Jian Zong and it is a mortal town. There is not much resistance... …”

"Linhe Town? Okay, I'll follow Zimei's arrangements in this regard. No matter what, this time I have to cut that damn demon into pieces in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

(End of this chapter)