Chapter 156 Just Forget It
"Just smile, success and fame are not the goal~"
Mu Nujiao was about to send Bai Mo back to the room, but she saw his cell phone beside her ringing with an incoming call.
She felt that the song sounded familiar, as if it was sung by Bai Mo himself.
The screen lit up, showing Lingling.
The familiar ringing sound woke up the person on his lap. Bai Mo opened his eyes and first saw two bigger and closer round breasts, and then Mu Nujiao's face.
He blinked, his eyes were exceptionally pure.
He stretched out his hand and the phone flew into his hand. He glanced at the caller and tapped the answer button.
"Lingling, what's the matter?"
"The hunting office has received a strange mission and would like to discuss it with you."
"A strange task?" Bai Mo's attention was not on this. His head was resting on his legs, his eyes focused.
"You'll know when you come."
"All right."
It stood up straight, but didn't start. It was held down.
Mu Nujiao glanced at him indifferently, leaned forward slightly on the sofa, and then let go of her hands that were holding him.
"Okay, get up."
“.”
Bai Mo stood up with a look of regret on his face.
"I'm going to go out for a moment."
"Yeah." Mu Nujiao pursed her lips and tried not to stare at his head for too long.
Bai Mo didn't feel anything unusual. A constellation shining with silver light fell down, and he appeared outside in an instant.
The fifth-level wind track surged out, and Bai Mo completely turned into a gust of light white wind, and followed the wind to the Qingtian Hunting Place.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Lingling sitting behind the bar and old man Bao leaning to one side.
When the two men saw Bai Mo coming in, they looked quite strange. Old man Bao was okay, as he was still maintaining his image at his age and also had quite a lot of experience.
Although I don't quite understand why Bai Mo has two pigtails, but if you look closely, they are quite unique.
Lingling pursed her lips and said nothing, looking at Bai Mo's head with an increasingly strange look. She had never tied such a small bun when she was a child.
Bai Mo felt that this scene was familiar, so he tilted his head in confusion.
"What are you looking at? Don't you recognize it?"
It would be fine if he didn't tilt his head. But when he tilted his head, even though his hairstyle was very weird, it coupled with his delicate and handsome face gave Lingling a silly and cute feeling.
Unable to hold back her laughter any longer, Lingling picked up her phone and quickly took a picture without waiting for him to ask.
Sensing something was wrong, Bai Mo took out a mirror from the space and saw a symmetrical ponytail on the top of the head that looked like a bull's horn.
He was silent, his expression changed for a while before returning to calm, and he immediately recalled the effect of the level 5 wind track.
After making sure that he had turned into the wind and his body could not be seen by anyone, he began to look around the hunting ground.
Very good, there is no one else except Lingling and Old Man Bao.
Neither Old Man Bao nor Lingling are idiots and will not spread the matter. Even if Jiaojiao, the instigator, keeps the pictures, she probably enjoys them alone.
This is not called social death, it's just showing another side of yourself to people close to you.
In any case, after he took a second to forget about it, the uncomfortable feeling completely disappeared.
Bai Mo calmly took off the two hairbands and put them on his wrists, then walked to the bar. He did not ask Lingling to delete the photos. His first sentence was.
"An ice-cold Coke."
“It’s actually quite pretty.”
"Huh? What are you talking about? You're laughing so happily." Bai Mo looked confused.
"Just pretend."
Lingling restrained the wanton smile on her face, turned around, poured him a glass of iced cola, and placed a power of attorney in front of him.
On the way here, Bai Mo had already figured out what the strange commission Lingling mentioned was. Now looking at it again, he was even more certain.
He took a quick glance and saw Lingling drinking Coke out of the corner of his eye.
So he said, "Children should not drink this. It has no nutrition and will make you fat."
"You're not my brother-in-law yet, stop talking nonsense. What do you think of this commission?" Lingling rolled her eyes.
Bai Mo stretched out his hand and pushed the letter of authorization to him. He took a sip of water and said, "What could be the situation? This kid is being targeted by someone."
"I'm the same age as you, and I'm still this kid." Lingling was speechless, "Who is targeting him?"
"Black Church, what do you think?"
"I also think it's them. Mo Fan is the last custodian of the Holy Earth Spring. After the Holy Earth Spring was given to him, it disappeared. No matter what the reason, the Black Church will think that the Holy Earth Spring is on him."
Lingling agreed and asked, "So what do you think of this commission?"
"Tell Mo Fan and let him make his own decision."
Bai Mo took out his cell phone and looked at another task he had recently accepted.
Clear out the Black Church in Demon City.
The Demon City is very large, and there are quite a few Black Church blue-clad people hiding here. Even if it is just under Saran’s command, there are four or five of them.
The Spark Judgment Network has already found many traces of the Black Church in Demon City, and now all that’s left is to capture them, hence this mission.
However, the mission start time has not yet arrived, so the information such as the name and location of the person to be arrested that will be provided later has not been sent to the person who accepted the mission.
This is a multiplayer independent mission. There are many people who can accept the mission, but every member of the Black Church who is assigned to be eliminated is arranged by the system.
Now, this task has changed, and the prompt of waiting to start has become about to start.
Bai Mo thinks that the plan of the Judgment Council to use Mo Fan as bait to lure out Blue Clothes and wipe out the Black Church may be a cover. The real hidden force is the Spark Judgment Network, which is working in two ways to eradicate the Black Church.
Lingling glanced at Bai Mo and then called Mo Fan.
Soon he arrived and found out the whole thing in a few words. As expected, he planned to protect himself.
And asked Bai Mo to protect Ye Xinxia.
"Bai Mo is not good at protecting people. I will assign this task to Dasheng. He is a professional."
Before Bai Mo could refuse, he heard what Old Man Bao said.
"I say Bai Mo, how about you come and protect me?"
Nodding slightly, Mo Fan looked at Bai Mo and said with a smile.
"I have other things to do. The Inquisition has already noticed that the Black Church will attack you, and has taken action. You cannot have anyone too powerful around you."
"No way? So I'm the bait!?"
"What do you think? Hurry up and improve your strength. I guess they will take action during the assessment at the main campus. The school will be in chaos at that time."
Bai Mo glanced at him and reminded him, "Some students from Bo City have entered the Pearl Academy. The Black Church may not attack you directly. You'd better give some warnings. Even if you are afraid, it is better than being defenseless."
Mo Fan's face turned serious when he heard this, and he nodded heavily, "I understand!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, heading back to school to improve his strength.
The next evening, Bai Mo, who was chatting with Ding Yumian via the audio system, heard Ai Tutu screaming in the originally quiet room.
“Oh my god, someone almost died in our Qing campus. I heard it was done by Mo Fan!”
"Tutu, it's time to practice and stop caring about these gossips."
"Hehe, Sister Mu, how did you feel yesterday?"
"What does it feel like?"
"I saw the feeling of being resting on your head. The hair ring is still in Bai Mo's hand."
"I'm practicing, so I won't talk about this."
"No, it's tiring to sit upright and meditate. I want to lie down. Hey, Sister Mu, yours seems to be a little bigger."
Bai Mo silently retracted the sound probe. It would be inappropriate to listen to it any further.
Bai Family Manor.
Ignoring the secret observation of the head of the Bai family and his mother, Bai Mo brought Ding Yumian to the side of the hollow willow tree.
Behind them followed a two-meter-tall handsome Bai Ze.
With Bai Mo leading the way, it was easy for them to enter the Hollow Willow's territory.
"You haven't seen a hollow willow before." Bai Mo watched the two totem beasts interact quietly.
“It’s my first time here.”
The willow branches rustled without wind, and the scattered sounds became connected as they floated, as if telling Bai Ze something.
“Yo!”
Bai Ze let out a light cry, and suddenly a crystal clear and mysterious light shone on his body. The light fell on the hollow willow and connected to Ding Yumian's totem device.
Then the totem hanging around Ding Yumian's neck suddenly flew up and suddenly turned into a scroll that slowly unfolded.
The scroll is a light platinum color, surrounded by misty clouds, and looks extremely mysterious.
When Bai Mo and Ding Yumian's eyes fell on the scroll, they saw the shadow of a willow tree projected on it.
The perspective changed, and in the blurry light and shadow, the ordinary willow tree suddenly turned into a thousand-meter-tall tree. It was towering and majestic, swallowing up the mountains and rivers, like an unshakable pillar supporting the sky, and its branches drooped like the Milky Way in the sky.
The perspective changed again, and outside the towering trees, a tsunami was rolling in, covering the sky.
Countless willow branches spread out and danced in the air, piercing through endless huge monsters of strange shapes.
Before the two of them could take a closer look, they saw the scroll flash with light and turn into a pendant again, falling on Ding Yumian.
At the same time, the totem light on Bai Ze and Kong Xin Yang Liu suddenly disappeared.
Bai Mo did not notice any changes in the hollow willow, but he felt a surge of aura around Bai Ze, as if he had gained something.
"What was that just now?" Bai Mo looked at Ding Yumian.
"The new ability of the totem, Bai Ze Hundred Beasts Map." Ding Yumian closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then said, "It now has an ability to reproduce the scenes of some creatures before they died."
"The scene before death!" Bai Mo's pupils shrank as he recalled the ten-thousand-meter-high giant tree, the momentum that covered the earth and the sky, and the waves that covered the sky.
"Yeah!" Ding Yumian nodded heavily. After looking at him, she knew what he was thinking. She was also shocked. What kind of disaster could have destroyed this powerful totem?
Bai Mo's mood calmed down quickly. After Bai Ze saw the hollow willow, Zhuang Xingyan, who had been observing secretly, immediately appeared and invited Ding Yumian to stay for dinner.
The meal was prepared by the family’s chef. It seems that this lovely elder who loves cooking is very aware of his own cooking skills.
It would be a bit wrong to say that all these were done by himself. However, considering that she was his mother, Bai Mo said nothing.
The meal was very satisfactory and the two returned to the yard in the afternoon.
Having just acquired the new system, Ding Yumian needs to concentrate on practicing for a period of time.
(End of this chapter)
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