When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and smiled.

They both have tacit understanding each other.

Zizhulin was the residence of the Si family heads of the original dynasty. Now they were given to their beloved son Simo by the heads of the Si family. There were countless exquisite and wonderful formations set up inside. Shen Qinglan was just the daughter of an ordinary ancient martial arts family. Once he broke in, no one would lead the way, he would probably not be able to get out for a day or a half...

Then she may miss Mrs. Si’s birthday.

In this way, Mrs. Si will definitely be dissatisfied with Shen Qinglan...

It is a good time for their niece from their mother's family to take office!

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Bai Mo was led all the way to the purple bamboo forest by the maid in white.

Because of the different identities, it was like an insurmountable gap. Shen Qinglan, who was proud of herself, was labeled as a fiancée of the Si family, and could enter and exit the Kunlun realm freely, but she would not come over unless it was necessary.

There are many formations in Kunlun realm, and they are endless. Every time Shen Qinglan comes, he is led by his maid - there is no way, I can't remember it.

Bai Mo felt something was getting worse. In my memory... Is the Si family leader so remote?

Well, it may be someone else to put it on.

When this thought suddenly emerged from his mind, Bai Mo stopped without hesitation, "...This route is wrong, right? How do I remember that the head of the Si family was not going here?"

Bai Mo knew the test.

The maid in white had not yet noticed that Bai Mo had already realized that she was deliberately leading the wrong way. Therefore, facing Bai Mo's questions, she remained beautiful and pretty, and she argued with cleverness:

"Miss Qinglan, you must have remembered it wrong. The main house is going to this side. You don't come to our Kunlun realm often. I don't know that the formations set up in it are changing almost every month... Let's go quickly, the mistress is still waiting for you. Miss Qinglan, don't let the mistress wait in a hurry."

This kind of rhetoric is really not at all thoughtful and fooling a three-year-old child.

A trace of mocking curve was swept across Bai Mo's red lips, so let's see what the person behind the white-clothed maid wanted to do, so she said: "Then... maybe I remember it wrong, please continue to lead the way."

The tone was cold and it was already a compromise.

Outside the purple bamboo forest, the maid in white said on the pretext: "Miss Qinglan, I suddenly had a stomachache. When I walked through this purple bamboo forest, the main house was in front of me. The mistress was waiting for you inside. I wonder if you can go there by yourself? My belly is really... I can't hold it in."

As she said that, she pinched her waist with one hand and covered her lower abdomen with the other, and a burning look appeared on her face, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was patient with something, and her legs were slightly clamped together, as if she could really... she couldn't help it for a moment.

As long as she is given a chance to perform, she can release it on the spot.

Bai Mo, who once won the Best Actress Trophy for this maid in white, can only comment on one word: fake!

It's time to perform real acting skills.

Bai Mo turned a blind eye to the pain and anxiety that appeared on the maid in white clothes pretended to hold back the cycle of grains and turned a blind eye to the pain and anxiety. He seemed to be heartless and naive and asked, "Aren't you a cultivator? Why do you want to... go to the toilet?"

The maid in white froze: "..."

Never expected--

The maid in white finally escaped Bai Mo's fatal question from the depths of his soul and successfully escaped.

Bai Mo knew that there was a tiger in the mountain, so he walked towards Tiger Mountain and stepped into the purple bamboo forest.
Chapter completed!