Mo Shisheng suddenly released one hand and grabbed Ming Beiya's collar tightly, demanding, "How did I kill the soul beast?"
This was the first time Ming Beiya had seen Mo Shisheng so fierce. He was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Want to know?"
"Nonsense! You've been dragging this out for so long without telling me, hurry up! What exactly happened in Cloud Mist Ridge?" Mo Shisheng had no idea how adorable she looked right now; she was taking her unreasonable behavior to the extreme.
Yet, beneath the unreasonableness lay a subtle hint of arrogance born of favoritism.
At that moment, Ming Beiya's beautiful face suddenly became serious, and Mo Shisheng's grip on his hand loosened involuntarily. Just when she thought Ming Beiya was about to say the result she wanted to know, she heard the man's cold voice say indifferently.
"I don't know either."
Mo Shisheng: "..."
She leaned against Ming Beiya's chest, looking up at his ridiculously beautiful face. Never before had she felt the urge to pin someone to the ground and beat them up.
She swore that Ming Beiya was definitely the first person to make her feel this way!
She glared at Ming Beiya for a long time, and just when Ming Beiya thought she was about to unleash her fury, she lowered her face and seemed to be thinking about something.
A cryptic glint flashed in Ming Beiya's eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions. He carried the girl in his arms toward the Gara Academy.
Nestled in Ming Beiya's arms, Mo Shisheng slowly came back to her senses. In fact, she suddenly realized that she possessed a unique ability that others did not have, and that the evil and the Nuwa Stone were all secrets.
Thinking about the strangeness in her eyes, Mo Shisheng still couldn't get a result. Putting aside her doubts, Mo Shisheng felt that Ming Beiya was telling the truth.
She herself was unaware of the secrets hidden within her, let alone Ming Beiya.
Let's not make things difficult for others...
However, these were all thoughts in Mo Shisheng's own mind, unknown to Ming Beiya.
Yunwu Ridge is not far from Jialuo Academy. He carried Mo Shisheng directly to the fifth floor of the dormitory. Ming Beiya was more familiar with Mo Shisheng's room than she was.
With practiced ease, he pushed open Mo Shisheng's room door and placed her on the bed. Only then did Mo Shisheng suddenly come to her senses. She pushed off slightly with her foot, accidentally aggravating her wounds, and a soft cry of pain escaped her soft red lips.
Ming Beiya's expression changed slightly. "Be careful."
"It's all your fault! You didn't even tell me when we got to the room." Mo Shisheng rolled her eyes at Ming Beiya, feeling aches all over her body—the pain of her ligaments being stretched.
It was downright torture.
Ming Beiya glanced at Mo Shisheng, then turned around and poured her a glass of water. When he returned, he sat on the edge of the bed.
The bed wasn't originally there, but after Ming Beiya sat down, Mo Shisheng suddenly felt the space had become cramped...
She unconsciously took the cup from Ming Beiya's hand, glancing to the side. When her gaze fell on the snow-white wall, the moonlight, like white frost, fell upon it.
For some reason, Mo Shisheng suddenly recalled the scene of being pinned against the wall and kissed by Ming Beiya...
Her face suddenly flushed.
At first, Ming Beiya didn't notice, but it was too quiet around him, so he subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Shisheng next to him.
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