The ancestors ruined it after binding it to the Shenhao system.

Even people passing by on the street opened their eyes in surprise when they saw this scene.

Mo Junchao, who was standing outside the carriage, lowered his eyes to look at the teacup that rolled down beside him. He calmly stretched out his long and well-jointed hand to wipe the blood from his forehead.

"Madam's temper is indeed not very good."

He said helplessly, then stepped into the carriage, staring at the indifferent woman with twinkling eyes.

"If this can calm you down, just smash it and I'll buy it again if it's gone."

Xu Qingshu sneered and remained silent.

He secretly wondered in his heart, what method did he use to seal her spiritual power?

Less than half a stick of incense, the carriage stopped, and Mo Junchao got up and walked out first.

"come out."

The man's casual and lazy voice sounded, Xu Qingshu rolled her eyes secretly, and finally got up and walked out.

Now she was in this unfamiliar place, her spiritual power was still sealed, and she had to stay with this madman before she could escape.

Prevent doing anything outrageous to her.

Standing in front of the gorgeous carriage door, the warm sunlight shone down, making Xu Qingshu squint her eyes subconsciously.

Next to her, Mo Junchao extended his hand to her enthusiastically. Xu Qingshu looked at the distance between her feet and the ground, curled her lips and sneered: "I don't like being touched by strangers."

Seeing the thorn in her words, Mo Junchao seemed to have expected it and was not in a hurry. He slowly retracted his hands and put them behind his back.

"What do you want?"

Xu Qingshu pointed at her feet.

How could Mo Junchao not understand what she meant, but he didn't make any move, but looked sideways at the guard next to him.

Upon receiving the cold gaze from his master, the guard felt a chill running down his spine, and the hand holding the small wooden stool trembled slightly. Then he quickly put down the stool and walked over to kneel down.

Seeing her standing still, with more and more glances coming from around her, Mo Junchao said softly in a lazy voice: "Be good, don't challenge my bottom line again."

Xu Qingshu glanced at him with an indifferent expression. When she received his threatening gaze, she was so angry that her back molars almost broke.

She thought that her ancestor of the Xu family had great glory, but she never imagined that she would end up in such a state.

After landing on the guard's back, Xu Qingshu raised her feet and walked directly into a cassock shop in front of her without waiting for Mo Junchao to follow.

The shopkeeper saw a soulless person walking in. He opened his mouth and was about to drive her out until he caught a glimpse of the figure behind Xu Qingshu.

"Young people see you, Master National Preceptor!"

Mo Junchao ignored the shopkeeper, but looked at the indifferent Xu Qingshu next to him, and explained with a slight curl of his thin lips: "I don't know the size of the lady, so to prevent mistakes, I have to bring you with me."

Xu Qingshu rolled her eyes secretly. She didn't know what treasure he used, and even her space bracelet was sealed.

If I hadn't remembered that I might not be able to escape yet, and there was nothing available around me, so I needed to buy everything, I wouldn't have been willing to follow him.

People who can become shopkeepers are all smart people. They understood the meaning in a few words and quickly called the waiter in the shop to bring out the best cassocks.

"These are the best robes in our store. They are made of silkworm silk. They are soft, comfortable and can be used for defense. Madam, do you like anything here?"

Xu Qingshu's face turned cold, "I am not married yet, so I am not the wife of a national master."

The shopkeeper's expression froze, and he cautiously raised his eyes to look at the Imperial Master next to him, thinking that he had misunderstood and said something wrong.

But after seeing the look on Mo Junchao's face, the shopkeeper rolled his eyes and quickly understood. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, madam."