Chapter 6, Immortal Brother (3)

A voice like that of an immortal brother is both soft and sticky. Mo Ruofei heard the sound of goosebumps erupting on his arm, and he could no longer help but utter a sound, saying: "Forget it, even if your life is sent to the King of Hell, he would find you annoying, and might even hold me accountable. But with so much talk, it would be better to cut out the tongue for some peace."

If sound could be emitted from the throat, the people of Yao Ling Town would hear the mountains and forests echoing with laughter, believing that the mountain spirits had come into the world

Other families' five-year-old children are like flowers in a greenhouse, while she is out selling roses on a cold winter night! Other families' seven-year-old children enter school to learn to read and write, but she can only rely on stolen money to go to internet cafes to learn to read before going back to school. Other children enter university at seventeen or eighteen to experience love, while she, at seventeen, is sold to old bachelors in the mountains as a means of a sham marriage. How has her luck been so poor in two lifetimes, that she has never been born into a good family?

It is snowing heavily outside, and the weather is cold. Mo Ruofei suddenly spoke with her eyes closed

He carried her? The morning sun fell on Mo Ruofei's face, and the smile that curled at the corners of his mouth made Buqi's heart race uncontrollably, thumping like a drum, causing her whole body to weaken and her head to buzz. She truly wanted to scream and rush over without hesitation! Concealing the mischief in her eyes, Buqi instead took a step back, shook her head, and said: "I am wearing the young master's fox fur, which has caused the young master to suffer from the cold all night. I cannot trouble the young master any further. What if the young master becomes unhappy and starts shouting and threatening me?"

He ignored her after he finished speaking

However, the handsome man's back still needs to be climbed. She suppressed the regret and excitement in her heart and slowly walked over, leaning on Mo Ruofei's back and wrapping her arms around his neck. Seeing that he could not see her, Buqi raised her face and silently opened her mouth to the sky, laughing heartily.

Without hesitation, I exclaimed: "What I mean is that the young master is a fox spirit! Once he sheds his skin, he transforms into a graceful and charming young gentleman! The young master is indeed a fox spirit descended to the mortal realm!"

Does it mean to take her life? Not abandoning him, she rubbed her chin against his shoulder, hoping to wake him up, continuously pleading: "Is what you said true? Young master, you are so enchanting... so handsome, possessing such a kind and compassionate demeanor. The first time I saw you, I thought you were not a golden boy descended from heaven, but a fox spirit visiting the human realm. According to legend, fox spirits are all kind-hearted. You know I want to be a beggar, and you immediately decided to give me a golden rice bowl. The first time I saw you, I thought you were not a golden boy descended from heaven, but a fox spirit visiting the human realm. According to legend, fox spirits are all kind-hearted. You know I want to be a beggar, and you immediately decided to give me a golden rice bowl. Young master must have misunderstood; how could I dare to disrespect a divine brother!"

A fur coat, warm to the touch, was thrown over her head. Before she could even see Mo Ruofei's movements clearly, he had wrapped her tightly in the fox fur. She could only turn her head from side to side, unable to move her hands or feet.

The snow continued to fall, and the only sound in the cave was that of dry wood crackling in the fire. Buqi had waited for a long time, and when he cautiously opened a small gap to peek, he saw Mo Ruofei sleeping peacefully and without a care. He stealthily reached for the hatchet, crouching low, ready to slip away.

Not abandoning, lying on the handsome man's body, what a broad, solid, and safe humanoid aircraft! Seeing the trees swiftly retreating behind, Not abandoning imagines herself sitting on the back of a griffin in the world of Warcraft, riding the wind and soaring with grace. She had just wished for a heroic savior from the heavens, and the heavens, in turn, sent her a stunningly handsome and otherworldly beautiful hero that could take one's breath away!

Bu Qi was instantly speechless, realizing that he was also petty! It was not the right time to engage in a war of words; she was already tired from crying, her head drooping weakly as she leaned on Mo Ruofei's shoulder. His breath was truly pleasant! Bu Qi found a comfortable position and closed her eyes, resolutely deciding that if she did not take revenge, she would be the lesser person, and she must definitely get back at the handsome guy!

The crying suddenly ceased, and she raised her face, staring at Mo Ruofei with suspicion

She recalled that her previous life was quite pitiful. At the age of five, she was abducted and sold as a flower girl. By the age of seven or eight, she was taught by Shan Ge to steal. At seventeen, she was manipulated by Shan Ge and his gang to act as a bride for fraud, only to be sold and then return. As a result, on the night she was sold to the mountainous area, after Shan Ge received the money, he took her and fled. In a state of panic, she fell off a cliff and died.

Bu Qi blinked and was about to flatter the fox spirit with grandiose words. Mo Ruo Fei had already closed her eyes and softly said: "People in the Jianghu call me Mo Bu Chou. The meaning is that once you see me, you will no longer be troubled. When a person's life is gone, naturally there will be no worries or troubles. If you fear that losing your tongue will be uncomfortable, it would be better for me to ensure that you will never be troubled again."

The cries echoed in the cave, sharp and sorrowful, causing Mo Ruofei a headache. He opened his eyes and sighed, saying: "I won't cut out your tongue after all"

Just as she was laughing silently and wildly, Mo Ruofei suddenly turned her head and said: "You can laugh out loud! Holding back your laughter makes you uncomfortable, and it makes me uncomfortable too!"

This fire can burn for another half an hour, and it is about time to return to the village. There is no need to chop more firewood.

Mo Ruofei smiled and said: "At such a young age, you already understand the precautions between men and women? Those in the martial world should not be overly concerned with trivial matters, especially since you are just a little girl!"

Mo Ruofei's gaze shifted slightly, and a cold smile tugged at the corners of her mouth: "You are cursing me for not being human again, aren't you?"

My skin ... ... what does this mean again?

The front was a false howl, while the latter turned into genuine sorrow. The crying became uncontrollable

Mo Ruofei and Buqi descended from the mountain nest. Draped in a long fox fur coat, Buqi stumbled and fell to the ground after just two steps. Without a word, she intended to take off the fur coat. Mo Ruofei sighed, crouched down, and said: "Get on, I will carry you"

The fox fur coat was large, and she was wrapped inside it, revealing only a small head, resembling a plump winter melon. Her mouth opened and closed, and a series of words came out clearly and crisply, without the slightest hesitation

With no other options left, upon hearing that he still intended to take her back, she angrily shouted: "Am I not cold? You are wearing a fox fur coat, while I am in a tattered cotton jacket! You are not cold, but I am freezing! Let the fire burn brighter, I will warm myself!"

The dawn breaks with the snow cleared, and the sunlight suddenly appears

Mo Ruofei whispered in Buqi's ear: "I will instruct the servants to cut out her tongue to serve as a delicacy with the wine"

Her tearful little appearance is truly pitiful. Mo Ruofei took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe Buqi's face and smiled, saying: "You almost made me spit out the water I just drank, it's even now."

As for returning to Yaoling Manor, she is not afraid. Did she not say earlier that she left because she did not want to implicate Yaoling Manor? As for Young Master Mo's book boy, Jian Sheng, was it not that she could not see clearly at night?

Mo Ruofei had excellent hearing and could hear everything clearly. He looked down at Hua Buqi and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hehe, wearing a fox fur coat makes one a beast in human clothing. Without it, one is... worse than a beast, right! How interesting. Do you know what happens to those who dare to insult me like this?"

Without abandoning, Zhang slightly closed his mouth, and immediately buried his face in his back like a deflated balloon. The vibrations on his back ceased, and Mo Ruofei couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

Is he genuinely concerned or just casually tying himself down? Buqi blinked and said: "The skin of the young master has been given to me, but Buqi cannot afford it. If the young master catches a cold when he returns, the master will punish me! The young master should use it for himself!"

This is someone who enjoys pretending to be weak while actually being strong! Not wanting to give up, he muttered a curse under his breath and chuckled, saying, "I will go gather some dry branches!"

Not giving up had long since surrendered, yet still uttering pretentious words: "But... men and women should not engage in close contact."

His smile instantly faded, his handsome face appearing as if covered by a layer of frost, and even his eyes, which shone like stars, turned as cold as ice and snow

Upon hearing him speak so bluntly, he felt a lump in his heart that he could not shake off. The thought of returning to the Lin residence and facing the wrath of Old Master Lin made him feel dejected, and he mumbled indistinctly through his nose, "If I take it off, it won't be!"

Did you not say that my appearance is kind and approachable, filled with compassion for the world? Do I seem like a reckless brute who shouts for bloodshed? It is not that I fear you will trouble me; rather, I am concerned about the injuries caused by the sound of swords. You are moving too slowly

Could he really be that kind of cruel person? Buqi trembled all over, regretting why she had to indulge in a moment of verbal provocation. She struggled to move her body closer and finally leaned against Mo Ruofei, vehemently denying, "I never said anything like 'if you take it off, it won't be'! I clearly said 'if I said it isn't'! I absolutely did not imply that the young master is a beast!"

Looking at his smile, she hoped that Young Master Mo, a child of the rivers and lakes, would not be overly particular about trivial matters. It would be best if he spoke of benevolence, righteousness, and the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, as well as the propriety between men and women. Furthermore, she wished he would say that as a solitary man and woman together in a secluded mountain nook, he would take care of her for a lifetime. She could only lament that she was currently only thirteen years old, wishing she had been a few years older when she met him.

After saying so many kind words, it was still of no use. But why didn't he push her away? Buqi leaned against Mo Ruofei, exclaiming that there was still room for maneuver, and with a pout, he burst into tears, his tears flowing out, bringing forth the hardships of the past thirteen years.

I was negligent. Is this warmer now?" Morrofi said apologetically as she deftly tied the belt around her waist

Mo Ruofei flicked her fingers on her forehead and smiled, saying: "Girl, did you think you could escape by taking a detour to scold me? My skin..."