Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 278 Black Dreamland [24]

The weather in the northwest is long and rainless, and the moon can be seen almost every night. Mo Fenghua walked back to his yard under the moonlight, and saw the white shadow on the roof from a distance.

He sat there, like a sculpture made of jade, motionless.

The whole body is bathed in the moonlight, and a faint halo is shrouded in the whole body. The truth is... a holy fairy filled with immortal energy.

He turned his head slightly to meet Shang Mo Fenghua's gaze.

Then his beautiful lips, the corners of his lips are raised...

Mo Fenghua was stunned for a moment, and the next second.She suddenly felt that her body was flying up, like a kite being gradually taken back into the hands of the kite flyer.

Soon her body floated up the roof and landed beside him.

Mo Fenghua stood firm. After seeing this man, she couldn't tell what she felt.

She has many questions and curiosity, which can only be solved by him.

but--

This man can't speak.

Mo Fenghua stood up and asked: "Don't you think you come to sit here all day and need to explain something to me?"

He was still the same as before, just looking at him, his eyes were clear enough to meet the stream, so clean that he could clearly see her shadow.

Mo Fenghua held his forehead feebly, knowing it was the same again: "Are you unable to speak, or are you unwilling to speak?"

Finally, Mo Fenghua saw that he had a serious expression on his calm and expressionless face, and knew that he could shake his head too.

Mo Fenghua became interested and sat beside him: "You shake your head to mean that you don't want to talk to me, or you want to tell me that you can still talk."

He seemed to be thinking hard, and then grabbed her hand...

He was telling her with his actions that he was not unwilling to talk to her.

Mo Fenghua didn't pull out the pump: "That is... really can't speak?"

He still shook his head, which made it very clear that he could actually speak.

Mo Fenghua was really curious: "Then why didn't you speak?"

He frowned slightly, like ripples in a pool of clear lake water.

Mo Fenghua sighed, even frowning is so beautiful, it is too shocking.

He still shook his head, with a little indistinct emotion flashing across his eyes.

Maybe in a few years, he will tell her that it wasn't that he didn't want to talk to her back then, but that...she heard his voice—that she would die.

Mo Fenghua shrugged: "Okay, if you don't talk, you don't talk... I'm used to it too."

She met his eyes and said, "I want to ask you something, you have to tell me honestly."

He nodded.

"Did you kill those bandits? Are you helping me?"

He waited for a while, then nodded slowly.

After getting the exact answer from him, Mo Fenghua smiled, and she said: "Thank you...you are very powerful, then when those bandits surrounded you, why didn't you take action..."

As soon as he finished asking, Mo Fenghua smiled and said: "I see, I guess you haven't made a move yet, so I ran down to save you presumptuously."

He smiled and listened to her, with a slight pleasure on his face.

"You're not an ordinary person, right? I see that you are extraordinary and refined. Are you a cultivator like Guang Lingzi? I think you are better than him. I feel that his knowledge is a little shallow..."

Perhaps it was because he knew that he could not speak, so Mo Fenghua had no fear of speaking in front of him.

(End of this chapter)