Chapter 298 Are You Mr. Mo?

Ji Yaoxue's delicate body trembled slightly and turned to look.

Not far away, a cultivator with the appearance of a handsome scholar came pacing, with a blue shirt and long sleeves, his robe fluttering, his eyes were clear, and the corner of his mouth had a faint smile.

Ji Yaoxue was stunned, for a moment, she was in a trance, and she didn't speak for a long time.

For some reason, Ji Yaoxue felt a sore nose, and her eyes gradually turned red.

This figure has appeared in his mind countless times.

Seeing her now, she feels a little unreal.

There seemed to be no other voices in her ears, and the words always echoed: "Miss Ji, stay safe."

"Okay, it turns out that you and Mr. Mo have known each other for a long time. It's so hard for you to hide me!" Bai Yuhan leaned over to Ji Yaoxue and whispered.

Hearing these words, Ji Yaoxue gradually came to her senses, and the man in the blue shirt had also come to the front.

"Bai Yuhan has seen Mr. Mo."

Bai Yuhan got up quickly, cupping his fists.

The man in the blue shirt just nodded, his eyes turned, and he landed on Ji Yaoxue's beautiful face again, with a smile in his eyes.

Bai Yuhan looked at Ji Yaoxue, and then at the man in the blue shirt.

She can't understand a little bit.

If they knew each other, why didn't they say a word?

If you don't know each other, what does Mr. Fang Caimo's words mean?

"Are you Mr. Mo?"

After a while, Ji Yaoxue finally spoke.

"It seems so." The man in the blue shirt nodded.

"Then should I call you Young Master Su, or Mr. Mo, or... Zimo?"

"As you like."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, as before.

"sit down."

Su Zimo pointed to the stone bench next to him and sat down with Ji Yaoxue.

Bai Yuhan was stunned on the spot, and he didn't recover for a while.

"What Su Gongzi, what Zimo?"

Bai Yuhan turned his head and hurriedly returned to Ji Yaoxue's side, asking with a bewildered expression, "Yaoxue, what did you mean by Young Master Su and Zimo? Here, this is Mo Ling, Mr. Mo!"

Ji Yaoxue smiled without saying a word, and turned to look at Su Zimo.

Su Zimo glanced at Bai Yuhan and said calmly, "Let's get to know each other again, let's get to know Su Zimo."

"Which Su Zimo?"

Bai Yuhan was a little stunned and asked subconsciously.

"The country of Yan, Su Zimo."

"what!"

Bai Yuhan exclaimed, his face full of disbelief, and lost his voice: "Are you that waste person Su Zimo who can't cultivate and has no spiritual roots?"

Hearing the word 'criminal', Ji Yaoxue frowned, looked sideways slightly, and said softly, "Sister Bai!"

Nian Qi looked unhappy and couldn't help but say, "Commander Bai, why do you talk like this? If my son is a cripple, who else in this world is not a cripple?"

"How, how is this possible?"

For a while, Bai Yuhan couldn't accept it, his eyes were circling back and forth on Su Zimo, Ji Yaoxue, Nian Qi, and Su Xiaoning, but he found that no one seemed to be joking.

In Bai Yuhan's impression, Su Zimo from the Yan Kingdom and Mr. Mo in front of him are completely two worlds!

One is in the sky, is the first artifact refiner of Da Zhou, and has a great reputation. Almost all Jindan real people want to make friends with him.

One is underground, from a small vassal country, a remote place, without spiritual roots, unable to practice, the most ordinary mortal in the mundane world.

How can two people become one?

Su Zimo smiled and said lightly, "Yes, there are many impossible things in this world."

Ji Yaoxue changed the subject and asked curiously, "Why are you called Mo Ling?"

Su Zimo pointed to the plaque on the door and said, "Mo Ling is just the name of the workshop. Others subconsciously thought my name was Mo Ling, and I didn't bother to explain, so it spread like this."

"I can't think of it. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have changed so much. You have become Mr. Mo who is famous in the royal city. It's hard to meet each other." Ji Yaoxue said jokingly.

Su Zimo also smiled and said, "The names of the three princesses of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been reported, how dare I not see them."

"puff!"

Ji Yaoxue covered her mouth with a chuckle, gave Bai Yuhan a blank look, and said, "It's all because Sister Bai shouted."

In Bai Yuhan's eyes, since seeing Su Zimo, Ji Yaoxue seems to be a different person, the sadness between her brows is gone, her beautiful eyes are like water, her smile is sweet, and her beauty is indescribable.

Ji Yaoxue thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, your royal father also speaks highly of you."

"It's right for Mo Ling." Su Zimo's tone was flat.

"It's the same anyway, you are alone." Ji Yaoxue said.

Su Zimo smiled and said nothing.

He knew very well in his heart that if the Great Zhou Tianzi found out that he was Mo Ling, it was hard to say what his attitude towards him would be.

Unpredictable.

If Zhou Tianzi killed him in a fit of rage, he would find a sufficient reason!

"The supreme spiritual weapon customized by the king was given to you, right?" Su Zimo asked.

"Um."

Ji Yaoxue nodded, stretched out her palm, and said with a smile, "Hand it over, let me see how Mr. Mo's custom-made flying sword looks like, can it catch my eye?"

Su Zimo smiled and removed a flying sword from the storage bag.

The sword is three feet long, and the sword body is about two feet wide. The sword body is tattooed with mysterious and mysterious patterns.

Su Zimo injected spiritual power.

Whoa!

There are four spiritual patterns on the sword, which are dazzling!

The best four lines!

Looking at this flying sword, Bai Yuhan's eyes flashed with envy.

Although she is the chief commander of the White Harrier Guard, she still does not have a top-quality spiritual weapon.

Ji Yaoxue took the flying sword with both hands, swiped her fingers over the sword, feeling the cold air brought by the sword's edge, but a warm current flowed in her heart.

"Buzz!"

Ji Yaoxue's fingertips brushed the tip of the sword, flicked it lightly, the sword body trembled, and there was a clear sound of sword chirping!

Just by listening to the sound of the sword chirping, you can tell that this flying sword is a top-quality spirit tool, and it is infinitely close to a perfect spirit tool!

Su Zimo took out a pale yellow gown from the storage bag and handed it to Ji Yaoxue, saying, "This gown is also for you."

Ji Yaoxue took it.

This pale yellow gown is very thin and light, and feels a little cool to the touch.

Ji Yaoxue's heart moved, and she poured spiritual power into the gown.

Whoa!

On the gown, four auras burst out, shining brightly!

"what!"

Almost at the same time, both Ji Yaoxue and Bai Yuhan exclaimed.

Another superb weapon!

Moreover, it is a rare defensive top-grade spiritual weapon!

Looking at the shape of the gown, it was almost tailor-made for Ji Yaoxue.

At this moment, Bai Yuhan's heart was no longer envious, but jealous!

This is too extravagant!

How can someone give away a top-quality spirit weapon as soon as they make a move?

Ji Yaoxue lowered her head and pretended to look at the gown in her hands, her cheeks flushed and her heart was numb.

Noticing Ji Yaoxue's expression, Su Zimo frowned slightly.

He gave away this gown entirely because he regarded Ji Yaoxue as a friend and confidant, not to mention that Ji Yaoxue was kind to him and the Su family.

Su Zimo didn't want to cause Ji Yaoxue's misunderstanding.

Su Zimo pondered a little and said casually, "I just bought some thousand-year-old silk, and made three long gowns. Besides you, Xiao Ning and Nian Qi also have them."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Yaoxue's eyes dimmed.

But soon, Ji Yaoxue returned to normal. When she raised her head, she already smiled and said, "Thank you so much."