Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

And now, he has tied it up with a white and purple hair crown, and there are faint gold embellishments on it, like a noble boy walking down from a fairyland, so handsome that people dare not look directly at it .

"Since there is no problem with the clothes, why does Xiao Ge'er look at me like this?" Si Mo looked at her suspiciously. Suddenly, the amber eyes lit up suddenly, and Ming Wu said: "It seems that Xiao Ge'er likes my dress like this very much."

"Thick-skinned." Mu Qingge gave him a blank look, guarding his sight, and said coldly: "You are not low-key in your dress."

Si Mo frowned, pursed his lips for a moment, he walked to Mu Qingge and asked, "The little song, what else do you think I need to add? Or what else?"

He asked actively, and Mu Qingge also glanced back at him.

However, she suddenly discovered that Yi Si Mo's appearance, unless it was a change of face, could not go in a low-key manner anyway.

Helpless, she had to say: "No, it's good this way."

After speaking, she thought for a while and said again: "I will tell you that you are my cousin. I met on the road. I happened to be on the same road. So I left together. My mother's surname is Sang. You think about the name."

"Sang?" Si Mo lowered his eyes and chewed the word in his mouth. A gleam of luster flashed under his amber eyes, and then he smiled: "How about my name Sang Mo?"

"It's up to you." Mu Qingge said indifferently.

Ignoring Mr. Monster again, Mu Qingge rinsed quickly and cleaned himself.

Si Mo looked at her with a smile, and said silently: ‘Sang, Xiao Ge'er used to have this relationship with the Xizhou Sang family. ’

"Little Ge'er, your blood is activated?" Si Mo asked suddenly.

Mu Qingge suddenly became vigilant in his heart, but then he thought again, this man appeared when he activated his blood, and he lived for so long, what else did he not know?

She sighed aggrievedly in her heart, and said angrily: "Perhaps." Yesterday she came out of the sunset wasteland and had trouble for so long. How can she have time to care about her own blood? Anyway, in the process of activating, she did feel the scene described by Mengmeng, and it should be no problem for you.

As soon as her voice fell, her wrist fell into Si Mo's palm.

She looked at him suspiciously, but saw that his expression was serious, so she didn't bother.

After a while, Si Mo let go of her wrist, nodded and said, "Well, the blood is indeed opened. And..." He looked at her, with amber eyes shining brightly: "Little song, yours The talent is amazing!" The strength of the inheritance in the bloodline was so strong that he could not imagine it.

I am afraid that none of the Xizhousang family of this generation can compare to his little song. Even those elders and elders in the clan are not as good as those in the clan.

This kind of enchanting talent is destined to be more bumpy in her journey.

Of course, if you want to stand higher and break out of this world, you must experience these.

He believes in his little song!

"The blood is activated!" Mu Qingge said in surprise.

With Si Mo's assurance, she can truly confirm the fact that the blood is activated.

When did she begin to trust the man's words so much, she probably didn't even know it.

"It's still a pity." Suddenly, Mu Qingge's expression was dim, and there was a faint regret in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Si Mo moved his hand and embraced Mu Qingge in his arms again.

He was held in his arms by the man, his back pressed against his strong and warm chest. Mu Qingge's face flushed, he pulled his hands away and walked out.

"Unfortunately, I can't do the same as Han Caicai, devouring the strange fire for my use." Mu Qingge pursed his lips. The fire! It is said that some alchemists can control beast fire, and the pill that they refine is much better than ordinary fire. If she can possess a different fire, which can be used for alchemy and refining, then she can definitely improve her quality by several steps. She has no blessings to accept such a good thing, and it is false to say no regrets.