Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

The reason why Chen Mo asked people to buy some servants.

The main reason is that there are no people around Luo Zhen to serve.

Chen Mo's subordinates are all rough men, it's okay to let them fight, but let them serve people, all of them are sloppy.

And Chen Mo didn't want men to serve his women.

In this regard, Chen Mo's possessiveness is extremely strong.

In addition, the affairs of the Mo Luo Chamber of Commerce can also be handled, and there is no one under Luo Zhen's hands. At this time, the team can be brought out.

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Branches on the moon.

After Chen Mo briefly rinsed with cold water, he came to the room cleaned up by his subordinates.

Gao Zheng and the others led people to guard outside Luo Mansion. There were only Chen Mo and Luo Zhen in this area, creating an extremely private environment, far beyond what the military camp could compare to.

When passing through the promenade, the candles on the corridor flickered and flickered.

Chen Mo suddenly felt that the temperature dropped a lot when the wind was blowing in the corridor.

Chen Mo didn't think much and came out of the room.

There were no lights in the room, so I could only see the furnishings in the room through the moonlight outside the window.

The lady in the sur-skirt, who had already finished washing, sat upright on the edge of the bed, waiting for the favor of the person who came.

With the sound of the door opening.

When Luo Zhen saw the person coming, she stood up, her eyes were a little nervous, and her face flew a few red glows in an instant.

Chen Mo closed the door, went to the window again, and closed the window.

Then he casually lit the candlestick on the table.

As the light filled the entire room, Chen Mo sat down beside Luo Zhen and hugged Luo Zhen's fragrant shoulder: "Why did you turn off the light?"

Luo Zhen's face became hot and she didn't answer, but her eyes were saying, didn't you ask knowingly?

Chen Mo hooked the corner of his mouth, and then gently pushed Luo Zhen's shoulder.

Luo Zhen fell on the bed, his chest heaving slightly, and said, "Turn off... turn off the lights."

"This is not a military camp..." Chen Mo stroked Luo Zhen's face, and immediately tugged up a strand of his hair, and said with a smile, "Zhen'er, let me appreciate your beauty."

Luo Zhen's heart beat faster, turning on the light like this made her feel an indescribable shame, feeling Chen Mo's fingers passing from top to bottom on her face.

The voice trembled and said: "Concubine...concubine has not taken off her shoes..."

"I'm coming." Chen Mo sat up, raised his hand to hold the slightly arched white embroidered shoes on Luo Zhen's feet, and slowly took them off.

Because she had just finished washing, she was not wearing socks, and the delicate and white jjojjo was exposed under the candlelight, with distinct roots.

Luo Zhen noticed something was wrong, and quickly retracted her feet.

But he was caught by Chen Mo.

Luo Zhen's eyelashes trembled, and her whole body was a little tired: "Sir, you...you let go."

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo squeezed lightly.

Luo Zhen quickly took his quilt and covered his head.

In the Song Dynasty, women regarded small feet as beauty. Although there was no custom of binding feet, women were proud of their small feet.

But Luo Zhen's feet were relatively large compared to ordinary women.

Therefore, the feet were held in Chen Mo's hands, which made Luo Zhen think that it was as if his shortcomings were discovered by him and exposed nakedly.

In addition to being embarrassed, I was also afraid that Chen Mo would dislike it.

The voice came from the quilt: "Sir... let go, the concubine knows that her feet are not good-looking..."

"Who said that?" Chen Mo directly denied Luo Zhen's words, and immediately said, "This envoy...I like it."

"Liar, my feet are so big, how can I look good?"

"Hey, you don't understand this, I'll talk to you."

Then Luo Zhen heard a lot of sentences from Chen Mo about his beautiful feet.

What is beautiful and warped, the wrists and ankles are moderately fat and thin, beautiful and natural.

People who listened were embarrassed.

I don't know where you got these words from.

After playing around a bit, Chen Mo pulled the quilt covering Luo Zhen's head away, and went to bed himself.

Luo Zhen's eyes were full of embarrassment, her arms hugged the front of her clothes to dodge, Chen Mo hugged her waist, and she was a kisser Fang Ze, and immediately said: "Zhen'er, this envoy will help you to enter the goods tonight."

In fact, Chen Mo could make Luo Zhen a warrior last night.

But Chen Mo was too busy, so he didn't have any extra thoughts to help Luo Zhen get the products.

Luo Zhen's eyes were watery, and she kept nodding her head.

After Chen Mo explained the method to Luo Zhen, her eyes suddenly widened, and she blurted out: "You lie, how can you become a warrior in this way."

"I lied to anyone, and I won't lie to you, Zhen'er." Chen Mo couldn't tell Luo Zhen about Feng Hong's anger, so he thought about some false and empty words, and said nonsense:

"There is a saying that the lonely yin does not grow, and the lonely yang does not grow. If it makes up for this natural defect, the yin and yang are reconciled, and a mere ninth-rank martial artist will not be easy to capture."

Luo Zhen was still a little unconvinced, but didn't say it.

It's all for him anyway.

After saying "Your Excellency takes pity", he closed his eyes and leaned back slightly, looking like he was being bullied by Chen Mo.

At this moment, the candle in the room went out all of a sudden.

Window open.

A gust of wind blew in.

Under the moonlight outside, Luo Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see a shadow flashing outside the window.

"Strange... ah..."

Luo Zhen screamed in fright.

Chen Mo's figure moved, and his figure was already outside the window.

But no figure was seen.

With a frown, Chen Mo felt something was wrong.

it's too cold.

It's summer, and even if it cools down at night, it's not that cold.

When he passed the corridor just now, Chen Mo discovered this, but he didn't care.

Now it seems...

"Heaven's eyes, open!"

The world in front of Chen Mo's eyes changed.

In front of him, there was a lot of cold fog. He looked up and looked forward, only to see a ferocious shadow hanging upside down on the eaves, looking at Chen Mo with a pale face.

"Spirit?"

Chen Mo was taken aback.

After death, if the obsession is too deep, there will be ghosts.

But no matter whether it is the ghost soul of an ordinary person or the ghost soul of a first-rank martial artist, it can't hurt anyone.

Because it is an incorporeal body, it is like a mass of qi, plus the yang qi of living people is heavy, it cannot attack people~www.readwn.com~ The difference is that the ghost soul of a first-rank martial artist can walk under the scorching sun.

And the ghosts of ordinary warriors, if they walk under the scorching sun, their souls will fly away.

In addition, the ghost soul cannot exceed one day in the world.

Lightly, you can't cast your tires, and you can't enter reincarnation.

Heavy is the soul flying away.

Chen Mo looked at the vicious shadow in front of his head, a little strange, feeling that he did not die today.

"If you don't leave, I'll make you unable to cast your baby." Chen Mo raised his right hand slightly, and Taiyi Shenhuo suddenly rose from the palm of his hand.

And when the supernatural fire came out, the strange image ran away in a panic as if it had seen the most feared thing in the world.

And the cold mist in front of Chen Mo also dissipated.

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