I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

"Brother Mo, do you have protective gear, soft armor, etc. Can you give me some?"

With melancholy eyes, Nangong asked Ji Mo for something.

For this stinky Little Brother, Ji Mo was not stingy at all, and he dug out a lot of various types of armor from the loot, and let Nangong choose with embarrassment.

Nangong put on several pieces of soft armor on his body, still the kind with barbs.

Then, under Ji Mo's surprised gaze, he pulled out several breastplates and stuffed them on his buttocks.

There are even two pieces hidden in the crotch.

After doing this, the panic on his face dissipated a lot, and there was a sense of security in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Ji Mo was confused.

Nangong's melancholy eyes turned red in an instant, with tears glistening, and he complained incomparably wronged, "Brother Mo, you don't know that Ao Cheng is just a beast, and this guy is so dishonest. It's a mess. I have to protect my own innocence, so I don't get dragged into the woods by him."

I don't know what he experienced during the day with Ao Cheng. At this time, his mouth is puckered, and his face is full of lovelessness.

It seems that the experience of this day is hard to describe, and I am afraid that it will take a long time to heal.

"It's true that you know people, know faces, but don't know your heart. That guy Ao Cheng looks quite honest on the surface. I didn't expect him to be this kind of person. He's really not a thing."

Ji Mo was very ashamed. He thought that Nangong was a man, so he wouldn't suffer, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

He comforted Nangong, and said that now that Ao Cheng has been squeezed dry, there is no need to sacrifice his appearance in the future, and then make false claims to him and deliberately please him.

Nangong's melancholy mood finally brightened, and he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Mo, didn't you say that you can wear pink to attract peach blossoms? Why has it been so long, and my peach blossoms haven't arrived yet?"

The heart has been so traumatized, Nangong feels sad that he must meet a few beauties with fair skin and long legs to soothe his wounded heart.

Of course, it would be best if there was an affair.

Ji Mo carefully looked at Nangong's melancholy face, showing envy, and exclaimed, "Oh, amazing! I see your eyes are like water, your cheeks are flushed, the peach blossom cloud is very prosperous and menacing, love may come at any time what."

"Really? Brother Mo, I trust you the most, but you can't lie to me who regards you as your own brother."

Nangong is melancholy and dubious.

Ji Mo patted his chest to assure that the lovebirds would come to the door soon, and maybe there would be emotional entanglements between the three of them, so he had to be prepared so that he would not be overwhelmed by then.

"Could it be that there are two beauties tearing each other up and fighting to get me? Doesn't that mean that if I handle it properly, I can hug left and right!"

Nangong's melancholy eyes lit up, full of infinite longing for this.

The decadent look on his face was gone, and he waited with great anticipation for his luck to come.

After Nangong Manyin helped Ji Mo a lot, he also got what he wanted.

She flipped through the sword manual, hungrily feeling the vast Sword intent hidden between the lines, and was so excited that she wanted to turn around in circles.

Just letting Nangong sacrifice her hue, she got this priceless treasure. She felt that she had earned blood, and her sense of Ji Mo also improved.

At the same time, he also ridiculed Ji Mo for his ignorance, for giving away such treasures so easily, he is really a prodigal.

She was very curious, if one day Ji Mo knew the true value of this sword manual, would he find a place to cry and regret it?

"Hey, no, the ink is still wet, why do these words seem to have been written not long ago?"

Nangong Manyin noticed something was wrong, and when he flipped through the book, some ink was stained on his hands.

If this sword manual is really handwritten by Immortal Kong Kong, it has been more than ten thousand years ago, how could it be new?

She used her golden pupils to examine it carefully for a long time, her face was full of shock.

"How is it possible, this seems to be a new book!"

Nangong Manyin's mind went blank.

She hurried to Ponyo to ask about the situation.

"It's just been written, of course it's a new book."

Ponyo didn't hide it, and said, "Sister Nangong, don't worry, the book is new, but the sword manual is indeed true, but if you want to know the content, I can't help you. Only the foolish one who silently understands this kind of characters.”

"Is this sword manual really written by that scumbag?"

Nangong Manyin suddenly felt turbulent, and began to be curious about Ji Mo's identity.

"Well, he is the patriarch of the Void Sword Sect, so it's normal to know the Void Sword Technique."

Ponyo didn't take it seriously, and didn't quite understand why Nangong Manyin was so shocked.

She also only knew that Ji Mo wrote about void swordsmanship, but didn't know that this sword manual also contained shocking Sword intent and countless kendo rules, and its true value was immeasurable.

"Could it be that he is empty..."

Nangong Manyin hurriedly covered his mouth, thinking he had guessed Ji Mo's real identity.

If he really is that legend, then it all makes sense.

"Don't think about it, he's not."

Ponyo obviously also saw that Nangong Manyin had misunderstood, and hurriedly corrected it.

But in the eyes of Nangong Manyin, this is just trying to cover up, there is no silver three hundred taels here.

"Yes, yes, I was thinking about it."

Nangong Manyin nodded with a smile, but he was more convinced of his own guess in his heart.

This scumbag hides really deep enough, he is actually the legendary Immortal Void, he deceived me so badly.

She was extremely excited and excited, Legend was by her side, and she kept calling him a scumbag, the king of soft rice, it was really rude and embarrassing.

It seems that we have to find an opportunity to apologize and ease the relationship between the two parties.

How about dancing for him in a swimsuit?

Nangong Manyin scratched his head, thinking about how to make friends with Ji Mo.

"A woman's heart, a sea needle! You were so passionate and intimate with me yesterday, why are you as cold as ice today, and don't even give me a touch?"

Ao Cheng approached Ji Mo with a lot of worries, and told him about the ups and downs in his pursuit of love.

He couldn't understand why Nangong's melancholy attitude changed so much, and he ignored people all of a sudden. Wasn't this to whet his appetite?

Ji Mo is also short-staffed, and with so many benefits from Ao Cheng, he is too embarrassed to trick him again, reminding, "There is no grass in Tianya, so why bother to fall in love with a single flower. You are not suitable, a twisted melon is not sweet, you Or find someone else."

"You flirtatious man, you think I'm like you, love one when you see one, and play with feelings everywhere. I, Ao Cheng, am serious about love, and I will never change until death."

Ao Cheng looked at Ji Mo contemptuously, showing that he and Ji Mo were definitely not the same.

Ji Hanhan rolled his eyes and asked, "If he is not what you imagined, would you still love him?"

Ao Cheng's eyes were extremely firm, "Of course, I, Ao Cheng, am by no means a superficial person. No matter how my petite heart is, my sincerity will remain the same, and I will never change my heart."

"Well, if he takes it out, it's better than you..."

Ji Mo couldn't take it anymore and wanted to show his cards and tell the truth.

He just wanted to know what kind of expression Ao Cheng would have when he knew that Nangong was melancholy.

But at this moment.

There were panicked screams in the distance.

It's Nangong who is sad. I don't know what happened to him.