Free Web NovelDong Changtian and the others hadn't drunk so much in a long time. When they left, their faces were flushed, and they swayed as they walked.
"Slow down on the road."
"Er Niu, wait for me to come back!"
Li Mo and Ying Bing stood at the door, seeing them off.
Hearing the familiar address, Dong Changtian's steps faltered.
He turned his head blankly, his eyes narrowed, looking at the two figures by the door, their faces blurred against the lamplight.
The lamplight spilled into his eyes, illuminating their cloudy depths, and also onto his face, filling every wrinkle with light.
"Got it, Xiao Li."
The wind and snow grew heavier, making it hard to open one's eyes.
On the empty street, only a string of footprints leading into the distance remained, not yet filled by the snow.
Meanwhile, Li Mo returned to the small courtyard and, as usual, began clearing away the leftovers. He didn't know why he had suddenly called Dong Changtian by that name just now.
The rustic name Er Niu had nothing to do with the Sword Sect.
But he felt it rolled off his tongue quite naturally, without any sense of incongruity.
This sense of normalcy made him uneasy.
He could even make a copper coin stand on its edge; surely he hadn't been found out?
After a while, Li Mo returned to his room.
He was leaving soon, and he wanted to take a bath before heading out. After spending some time heating the water, he lay in it.
"Li Mo? Where are you?"
"Are you in there?"
Ying Bing's voice came from outside the door.
Perhaps she had just returned from outside and couldn't find him, so she had come looking in the bathroom.
Xiao Li, soaking in the water, hesitated for three and one-third seconds before burying his head underwater, instantly blocking out the sounds from outside.
"Well, when I take a bath, I like to immerse myself completely, not even letting my head show."
"It's perfectly reasonable not to hear anything from outside, right?"
Creak—
Only when Ying Bing came in did he emerge from the water with a bewildered expression.
"Are you... are you here to bathe too?"
"Yes, I'll... wait until you're done."
Ying Bing actually knew he was inside, but if she didn't go in, he would probably keep soaking himself indefinitely.
"Since you're already here..."
Li Mo had the air of a righteous gentleman.
"Yes, I still have things to attend to."
Ying Bing put down the wooden basin she was carrying, which contained clothes she had just brought in from outside. She picked them up, shook off the snowflakes, and prepared to wash them again and hang them indoors.
"What is Otherworld like?"
"It's a place where Mortals contract serious illnesses, warriors' Life Qi withers, and Celestials find it difficult to communicate with Heaven and Earth."
"No wonder you thought there wasn't much chance of winning."
"Then why did you deliberately make the copper coin stand up?"
Ying Bing put down the clothes and looked at him with a deep gaze.
Li Mo felt a bit guilty under her stare; he had made the decision on the spur of the moment and hadn't told her in advance.
Only after Pojun arrived did he realize how determined the Celestial Clan was to have Mo City send a representative.
"Someone has to go. Old Dong and Old Qi are already old."
"..."
Ying Bing didn't smile, pressing her lips together and no longer looking at him. She earnestly washed the clothes in the basin, completely oblivious to their squeals as if they were about to drown.
Li Mo said earnestly:
"I made the decision on the fly. I originally planned for us all to bluff our way through, but we couldn't, so it wasn't that I deliberately didn't discuss it with you."
"I'm not angry."
"You're going to ruin the clothes... Then, a hug. If you give me a hug, I'll believe you're not angry."
"But you're taking a bath."
"It's just a bath. It's not like..."
Li Mo froze after saying that.
Why did it sound like he had bathed with her before?
Could a Fairy sister be bathed with so casually?
But what he hadn't expected was that Ying Bing thought for a moment, then lowered her gaze and asked, "How long?"
Li Mo glanced at the wind and snow outside the window, unable to calculate the time.
He planned to leave early, not waiting until noon, but departing at dawn.
"All night."
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"The water won't get cold; I'm warm."
"Really? I'm a little skeptical." freēwebnovel.com
"Let's try it."
Li Mo was smiling when suddenly his eyes went black, and his face was covered by a fragrant dress.
Splash—
A cool body was added to his embrace. He instantly understood the sensation of soft jade; soft, yet quite elastic... Ying Bing sat in his arms, the back of her head resting on his shoulder, a blush spreading upwards from her neck.
She glanced sideways and just happened to see that familiar red mark. As her gaze shifted, it was as if something was about to spill from her eyes.
"This is because you're leaving." Ying Bing's voice trembled slightly, a little guilty.
Li Mo took a breath of icy scent, his head in a whirl, as if bubbles were popping inside: "Then this isn't a loss; it's a huge gain."
"Are you trying to say the battery is fully charged?"
"No."
Li Mo's current stubbornness was on par with a certain place that had just been soft.
Saying that, he held the Ice Cube even tighter, quietly feeling her breath and every inch of her body temperature, his mood gradually calming down.
Li Mo suddenly felt time passing so quickly.
Happy times are always short. After about an hour, he finally got out of the tub.
He carried Ying Bing and placed her on the bed, then covered her with a quilt.
Li Mo took a deep breath and walked out the door with a feeling of facing death.
The snow that had fallen all night stopped in the early morning, and the eastern sky showed a faint fish-belly white.
Entering the place where Pojun was staying, he saw the tall man sitting there, fully dressed and ready to depart.
Seeing only himself, Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
Pojun, on the other hand, was startled:
"Why are you here?"
"It's a bit early, but early is good. Before Old Dong wakes up, let's leave ahead of time. That kid Old Dong is very sly."
Li Mo smiled easily.
"Are you afraid he'll come early?"
Pojun frowned.
He didn't understand why everyone had shirked their duties yesterday, afraid of death.
Yet today, they were afraid others would beat them to it.
And... wasn't Li Mo an undercover agent?
"No, I just don't like farewell scenes."
"Dong Sword Sect said the same thing. You two think alike."
"Right, I was just saying... huh? What do you mean?" Li Mo was momentarily confused.
Pojun looked at him strangely:
"Dong Sword Sect reported last night. He should have already arrived at the Yinma Grand Camp by now."
"He didn't tell you?"
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Li Mo froze in place, the Old Dong's weathered face turning back in the wind and snow last night involuntarily appearing in his mind.
"When he left, he also left you a letter. It should contain his instructions for you."
Pojun seemed to understand something and smiled: "You did well. You even anticipated his early departure. No wonder you're so trusted by the people of Mo City. If this continues, sitting on the head chair of Mo City will be just around the corner."
Hmm... he thought this was Li Mo's method of infiltration.
He was still marveling at how this kid was a natural actor!
"You flatter me..."
Li Mo's face returned to its calm and collected state, not letting Pojun see his astonishment.
"By the way, where's {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} the letter?"
