We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 242 Very well, then this humble servant will wait for you for a thousand years!
"Young master, why don't you hurry and save me?"

Si Li looked at Xiao Mo with a charming smile, her tone full of allure but also carrying a hint of reproach.

"I can save you, but you'll have to beg me first." Xiao Mo leaned against the tree, arms crossed.

Si Li was stunned for a moment; she hadn't expected Xiao Mo to play pranks.

"Please, young master, help me!" However, Si Li had no temper at this moment. In front of Xiao Mo, she seemed extremely obedient.

"Xiao Mo, you've come at the perfect time! It wasn't for nothing that I've been looking for you!"

Upon seeing that the person who came was Xiao Mo, Cheng Yunshang was not afraid at all. She even felt that Xiao Mo was courting death, yet he still dared to stand up and "save the beauty"!
Admittedly, if he were to leave the Chaos Secret Realm, he would probably turn around and run away as soon as he saw Xiao Mo.

However, in this chaotic secret realm, everyone is only at the Golden Core stage!
Moreover, Cheng Yunshang had previously obtained a drop of Qilin blood, which she used to help her refine her Golden Core.

Therefore, Cheng Yunshang was very confident in her Golden Core realm.

Even when facing Xiao Mo, he felt he could kill him!

Not to mention that he also has several good friends who are all geniuses of their sects, and their Golden Core realm is extremely high. Otherwise, they would not have been sent to the Chaos Secret Realm by their sects!

"Fellow Daoists, let's kill this fiend together!"

Cheng Yunshang roared angrily, grabbed her giant axe, and leaped up to chop at Xiao Mo's head.

The others unleashed their natal magical weapons, intending to kill Xiao Mo in one strike, giving him no chance.

After all, they had all heard of Xiao Mo's reputation, no matter what.

But Xiao Mo didn't even glance at them.

The five men only saw a blood-red blade flash past their eyes.

Xiao Mo drew his long sword from its sheath and then sheathed it again.

In an instant, they all exploded into a bloody mist, their bodies and souls annihilated.

Locked to the ground, Si Li stared blankly at the scene.

Although she had long been aware of Xiao Mo's strength.

But when she saw these cultivators who had almost driven her to her death unable to withstand a single blow from Xiao Mo, she still felt it was a bit like a dream.

"Qiang Qiang!"

Xiao Mo cut through the chains binding Si Li and the surrounding array flags with a few strokes, then glanced at her indifferently: "What are you standing there for? Let's go."

"Yes, young master." Si Li stood up and took a step forward, but her legs gave way and she fell onto Xiao Mo.

Si Li's soft body nestled in Xiao Mo's arms.

Feeling Xiao Mo's strong body and recalling his domineering way of wielding his sword, the lingering allure surged into her heart, and her breathing quickened.

"Get up," Xiao Mo said coldly.

"Young Master." Si Li looked up at Xiao Mo, her eyes almost overflowing with tears, "Does Young Master want me?"

"Get out of my way!" Xiao Mo said expressionlessly.

“But Young Master…” Si Li glanced down, then moved even closer to Xiao Mo, her eyes becoming increasingly unfocused.

"Tsk."

Xiao Mo felt that this woman was really troublesome.

He picked up the scabbard and slapped her hard on the back.

"Hmm."

The bloodthirsty energy entered Si Li's body, wreaking havoc on her bloodline.

Si Li lay on the ground, curled up, hugging her knees tightly.

She bit her thin lips tightly, and more and more sweat beaded on her forehead.

The excruciating pain instantly brought Si Li back to her senses, completely suppressing her alluring desires.

As the bloodthirsty aura gradually dissipated, Si Li gasped for breath, her long, flowing dress soaked with sweat that clung to her graceful figure.

Si Li raised her head and looked at Xiao Mo with a resentful expression, but her eyes were much clearer than before.

"Is it much better?" Xiao Mo asked.

"Great! Much better!" Si Li spat out each word through gritted teeth.

She just couldn't understand how there could be such an insensitive person.

In that situation just now, although I lost most of my rationality, I was still the one who threw myself into his arms, and he didn't want it!

"If you feel better, hurry up and leave, otherwise you'll be all alone."

Xiao Mo didn't waste any more words with her and turned to walk forward. "Eh? Young Master, wait a moment." Si Li called out from behind.

"You really have a lot on your plate." Xiao Mo's tone was already showing signs of impatience.

“But young master.” Si Li’s eyes were misty, looking pitiful and extremely aggrieved. “My foot is injured, my Achilles tendon is broken, I really can’t walk.”

Xiao Mo looked down and saw that there was indeed a cut on her right heel, but she had stopped the bleeding with her spiritual power.

"Apply the medicine." Xiao Mo tossed down a box of black jade ointment for bone setting and tendon repair.

"Thank you, young master." Si Li happily accepted the ointment. "But could you please apply it for me?"

As she spoke, Si Li turned to the side, slightly lifting her skirt to reveal her snow-white feet and delicate heels.

However, when Si Li saw Xiao Mo's eyes narrow and his long sword partially drawn, she immediately became obedient, quickly lowered her skirt, and applied medicine and bandaged herself.

"Young master, I've finished bandaging you, but this black jade ointment will take half an hour to take effect. Would you mind carrying me on your back?" After applying the ointment, Si Li opened her arms, waiting for Xiao Mo to carry her on his back.

Xiao Mo didn't answer, but walked forward step by step and then reached out his hand to Si Li.

"Eh?"

Just as Si Li thought he was going to carry her on his back and was secretly pleased with herself.

Xiao Mo wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and then Si Li was suddenly lifted into the air, wrapped around Xiao Mo's waist.
Xiao Mo walked forward, holding a knife in one hand and carrying Si Li with the other.

"Young master! This position is uncomfortable. Why don't you carry me on your back?" Si Li said coquettishly, feeling like she was a rolled-up straw mat.
"Do not talk nonsense."

“But you’ve already carried Wang Xin on your back, so why can’t you carry someone else on your back?” Si Li puffed out her cheeks.

Xiao Mo turned his head and glanced at Si Li, his eyes seeming to say, "Can you even compare to Wang Xin?"

Si Li's chest heaved violently with anger.

She was very defiant and wanted to say something more.

However, when Si Li thought about the possibility of being abandoned by Xiao Mo, she obediently shut her mouth.

"Young Master." After a long while, Si Li couldn't help but ask Xiao Mo, "Young Master, have you only ever carried Sister Wangxin on your back?"

“And my junior sister, and my drunken master,” Xiao Mo replied calmly.

"Besides that, is there anything else?" Si Li felt a little better at this moment.

It's not really shameful that he didn't carry me, since he's only ever carried a few people.

Upon hearing Si Li's question, Xiao Mo's mind conjured up images of a girl wielding a long sword and a woman in a white dress.

“There are two more people.” A tender look flashed in Xiao Mo’s eyes.

"Those two are women?" Si Li continued to ask. "Are they important to you, young master?"

"You talk too much nonsense." Xiao Mo did not answer.

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Si Li obediently closed her mouth, but she was still very curious.

Which two women could make his eyes flash with such tenderness?
"After you leave the Chaos Secret Realm, go back to the Myriad Dao Sect, go to Karma Blood Peak, and tell my master that you are now mine." After the two had been silent for a long time, Xiao Mo spoke up, "After I take over the Myriad Dao Sect, you should assist my junior sister well."

"Huh? Why not assist the young master?" Si Li asked in confusion.

"I'm very busy and may be traveling frequently," Xiao Mo explained. "You and Yunwei will help me manage things, understand?"

"I understand~" If anyone else said this, Si Li would think that the other person was daydreaming—does he want to be the sect leader of the Myriad Paths Sect?
But when Xiao Mo said it, she felt it was perfectly natural.

"But young master, if I do well, can you give me a reward?" Si Li looked at Xiao Mo expectantly.

"What reward?"

"This humble servant also wishes to be carried by the young master once." As she said this, for some reason, Si Li felt her heart race slightly.

"Then you should do a good job, and we'll talk about it after you've been doing it for a while."

"How long will that take?"

"Let's do it for a thousand years first."

Xiao Mo said it casually, as if he were just making empty promises to his subordinates, but he didn't really take it to heart.

After all, a thousand years later, I will have long since left this world.

"A thousand years?"

Si Li thought for a moment, then nodded happily.

"Very well, then this humble servant will wait for you for a thousand years!"

(End of this chapter)