Shadowguard in disguise as a sheep

Ji Mo had just finished dinner when he heard the voice of Mantra yelling: "Ji Mo...ah no...Fourth Prince!!!"

Ji Mo raised the corners of his eyes, subconsciously touched the gauze in front of him with his fingers, the idiot yelled something, and asked Yingyi to open the door, the sky was already dark at that time, the mantra came at this time, there must be something urgent.

Zhenyan rushed in panting, and asked Yingyi to bring him some food from the kitchen. As soon as Yingyi went out, Zhenyan took out a porcelain bottle furtively: "I haven't completely cracked the ingredients of the detoxification pill, but I made it At the end of the season, you are lucky, the remaining poison is not a problem!" Zhenyan wanted to detoxify the poison at the end of the season, but the efficacy of the detoxification pill is strong. But he was afraid that he would still be unable to pull out that root. After ten years, the poison might have penetrated deep into the bone marrow. He cracked the ingredients, even though the potency was a little weak, but the production volume was very considerable. After taking it for a long time, the residual poison at the end of the season is nothing short of trivial...

At the end of the season, he was also a little surprised and asked, "Where did the detoxification pill come from?"

Zhenyan was stunned, faltering, and rushed over as soon as he got the results, forgetting to think of excuses...

"I got it in... that... dark pavilion..." Mantra scratched his head.

The eyes under the gauze at the end of the season narrowed: "How did you get it?" The mantra seemed to be hiding something...

"I took it after completing the task." Shinyan said with a stalk in his neck, as a matter of course.

Ji Mo chuckled: "Then why are you nervous?" As he spoke, he took out the hand behind his back, "Look at you, why are your hands shaking?"

Conditioned reflex, complete conditioned reflex...

"I promised I won't tell you." Zhenyan withdrew his hand, pressing his trembling hand tightly with one hand, feeling a little distressed.

At the end of the season, he tilted his head slightly: "Can you hide it from me?"

Mantra pursed his lips, his face flushed with anger: "So what!"

"No, you are a person who will not be easily deceived. You must have investigated it at that time. This detoxification pill is so precious, you can't get it easily. Even if you get it, you will show it off to me. Besides, I I don’t remember that there are people around you who have this ability to do this. So this elixir was not obtained by your own people.” Ji Mo satisfied when he saw Zhenyan with a frustrated face.

"You didn't tell me at the first time, it means that the person asked you to keep the secret, and you must have taken advantage of the condition if you agreed to this condition, but you want to keep it from me, it means that you don't think that person is malicious, the truth, How much advantage did you take for an outsider, shouldn't it be for nothing?"

As soon as Ji Mo finished speaking, Zhenyan stuffed the pill into Ji Mo's arms and wanted to leave, but Ji Mo stopped him: "So, who is it? My popularity has never been good, this pie that fell from the sky , I dare not take it."

Mantra turned around, and the scene in his mind was still vivid and unforgettable: "It was a man wearing a mask, feeling cold and solemn, like a swordsman, with a thin and straight body, powerful martial arts, and scary when he exuded his aura, like a swordsman. It's God of Killing..."

Ji Mo thought for a while, he didn't seem to know such a person, but the next sentence of the mantra made Ji Mo stunned.

"Oh, he makes me feel like that Ying Yi beside you!"

At the end of the season, he immediately asked: "When did you get this?"

Thinking of the mantra, "On the day when Yingyi was kneeling outside the door"

At the end of the season, there was silence for a while: "What did he say to you that day?"

Mantra shrugged: "It seems that you must confirm that you are my master. After confirmation, you will give it to me without hesitation."

At the end of the season, I was a little lost, and murmured: "Why?"