Douluo: Invincible from copying books

Alley, drizzle, beauty.

Cheng Mo walked alone in the alley, his lotus steps moving lightly, like a weak willow supporting the wind, which made people feel pity for him.

His white dress was soaked by the rain, highlighting his exquisite figure even more.

As pedestrians on the road continued to pay attention, and even followed him, roaming over his body with their eyes greedily, he felt something was wrong.

He thought for a moment and walked into the shop on the street.

After a while, he walked out of the shop, held up an oil-paper umbrella, covered his face with white gauze, and walked to Yang Zhenzhen's home.

The wind and rain, the oil-paper umbrella and the white gauze finally blocked those blazing gazes.

The wind and rain gradually obscured Cheng Mo's figure.

By the time Cheng Mo arrived near Yang Zhenzhen's house, the rain was getting heavier.

In the small courtyard that was originally heavily guarded and surrounded, only two soldiers in iron armor were left, taking shelter from the rain under the eaves.

Cheng Mo held an umbrella in his left hand, the Jade Book Martial Spirit appeared silently in his hand, the purple soul ring lit up, and the sound of hell was activated.

At the same time, his pupils turned into pale gold, with a halo flowing from time to time.

The front door of Yang Zhenzhen's house was instantly enveloped in the illusion world. Cheng Mo opened the door calmly and walked into the small courtyard.

The two soldiers guarding the door were unaware and were still complaining.

"Master Zhu has already been detained, why do you still need to issue such an order?"

"Who knows, that woman must have offended Mr. Zhu, otherwise she wouldn't be so ruthless and directly issue a wanted order in the city."

"Those guys ran very fast, and it's really abominable to leave the two of us here in the rain and wind!"

"Who says it's not the case? Even though Mr. Zhu is not here, but since our guards have issued a wanted order, who dares to go home? Isn't that asking for death?"

"There is no need to stay here stupidly."

Cheng Mo, who walked by them, heard the complaints and conversation between the two soldiers and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Commander Zhu can't take action for the time being, things will be easier to handle!

When Cheng Mo opened the door and walked into the room, he couldn't help but be stunned.

There was a tea table in the room. On the soft couch next to the tea table, Yang Zhenzhen was wearing a green gauze dress, with light make-up, looking relaxed and content.

Gudu, Gudu, Gudu,

The sound of boiling water came from the copper kettle on the small red clay stove.

Yang Zhenzhen stood up gracefully, stretched out her slender hands, and placed the tea cup. Under her blue and white gauze skirt, she had graceful curves and a faint scent of musk.

Looking at her posture, she didn't look like she was wanted at all.

Cheng Mo couldn't help but complain in his heart, this woman is really big-hearted, she just sneaked back home and drank tea at home so calmly.

Well, she is indeed my Cheng Mo’s woman.

Yang Zhenzhen raised his head, looked at the woman who suddenly broke in, and frowned slightly.

She didn't know who this charming woman in front of her was, so she said indifferently: "Who are you?"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but was speechless. This woman was really brave. She wasn't afraid that she was a member of the bodyguard, yet she was still so calm.

He couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you afraid that I am a member of the Guards?"

Yang Zhenzhen said disdainfully: "What can the guards do to me?"

"The man named Zhu can't take action. The rest are just chickens and dogs. What do I have to fear?"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but admire when he heard Yang Zhenzhen's domineering words.

He smiled and said: "The Red Blood Soul Lord is really a hero among women."

Yang Zhenzhen said impatiently: "If you have something to say, if nothing else, get out!"

"Don't interrupt my tea, I don't welcome outsiders here."

After Cheng Mo heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was the first time that he had seen such a domineering side of Yang Zhenzhen.

However, although he is domineering in front of others, he is so gentle to me.

Well, it is really a must-have at home, the best among women, I like it!

Cheng Mo was thinking a lot in his mind, but he said with a smile on his face: "Someone from Mo Zhixuan asked me to invite you as a guest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhenzhen's face turned cold, and he said in a cold tone: "Are you threatening me?"

At the same time, a bloody spear flew out of her hand.

Like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss, coming roaring!

Flamboyant, domineering, unstoppable!

The blood on the spear was so bright that the whole room seemed to be submerged in a sea of ​​blood.

Cheng Mo only felt his body tighten and his eyebrows sting. He had no time to react before he was pointed directly at the blood-colored spear.

The cold light from the tip of the spear circulated, revealing its sharp edge.

The cold murderous intention pierced the skin between his eyebrows, and a wisp of bright red blood flowed down his eyebrows.

The blood light on the red blood gun gave Cheng Mo, who was originally delicate and charming, an enchanting sense of beauty.

Yang Zhenzhen looked at him and said in a cold voice: "How are Mo Zhixuan's people doing now?"

"If there is any damage to them, I will make your guardsmen bleed like rivers!"

Cheng Mo sighed and said helplessly: "Sister Zhenzhen, it's me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the green light on his body disappeared, revealing his male body.

Yang Zhenzhen was immediately stunned, her mouth slightly opened, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

She said in disbelief: "Are you Cheng Mo?"

Cheng Mo said with a smile: "Sister Zhenzhen, can you put the red blood gun away first?"

"I'm a coward, your gun is too scary!"

After Yang Zhenzhen thought for a moment, he sneered and said, "Who are you?"

"Cheng Mo definitely has no ability to transform into a woman like this."

"You can't lie to me!"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but be speechless when he heard this.

He said with a teasing voice: "In the Soul Hunting Forest, in that cave, Sister Zhenzhen, you are so beautiful that it's so breathtaking that it's unforgettable."

Before he could continue, Yang Zhenzhen blushed with embarrassment and said angrily: "Cheng Mo, shut up."

Cheng Mo chuckled and said, "Sister Zhenzhen, do you believe me now?"

At this moment, Yang Zhenzhen suddenly looked towards the door.

Suddenly there was a creak outside the door, and the two soldiers guarding the door seemed to have heard the sound coming from the room and came here to look for it.

Yang Zhenzhen pulled Cheng Mo and whispered in his ear: "If they really break in, you hide and don't move. I'll kill them first and attract their attention."

"Wait until no one is around before you go out."

"Don't let anyone see you with me."

Cheng Mo felt warm in his heart. He gently took Yang Zhenzhen's hand and said in her ear: "Sister Zhenzhen, don't worry! Leave it to me to handle it."

Yang Zhenzhen looked into his eyes doubtfully.

The corners of Cheng Mo's mouth curled up slightly, the Jade Book Martial Spirit appeared, the phantom golden pupils unfolded, and the illusory world of virtual reality enveloped the entire room silently.

He put a finger upright on Yang Zhenzhen's red lips.

With the light touch of his fingers, Cheng Mo felt a moist softness and touching warmth.

He couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart!

Yang Zhenzhen glared at him, but he held his hand obediently and stopped making any sound.

The two soldiers pushed open the door suddenly and looked into the room warily.

But the room was empty, without any trace of Yang Zhenzhen. There was only the sound of rain outside the door and the creaking sound of the door being blown by the wind.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but said in confusion: "Did I hear wrong just now?"

"Maybe so. Don't be surprised or make a fuss. There's no way she can come back in this damn weather."

"Better be careful, let's just lock the door to the room."

The two said, walked out of the house, took out the iron lock, and locked the door.

But they didn't notice that on the tea table in the room, the small stove was extinguished, the copper kettle was slightly hot, and the faint fragrance of tea was wafting in the room.

But Cheng Mo had already pulled Yang Zhenzhen, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and slowly walked away in the rain.

Faintly, there was a sound coming from the wind and rain.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Take you to a place only I know!"