Thanks to Ji Mo's high realm, strong mood, and good self-control, otherwise it would be really difficult for this kind of spell to continue smoothly.

Liu Yueyao suddenly retreated in her heart at this moment, and she wanted to give up.

She told herself over and over again that Ji Mo was her younger brother, but then another voice in her heart told her that she and Ji Mo had no blood relationship at all.

She knew that Ji Mo was helping her, helping her get through those few acupuncture points, so that she could continue to cultivate and continue to become stronger.

Thinking about it, the thought of wanting to continue cultivating overcame her embarrassment.

Liu Yueyao let go again.

Ji Mo was not affected too much, because Liu Yueyao's reaction was normal.

In order not to be affected, he closed his eyes.

Liu Yueyao was very entangled in her heart at the moment.

If I get married in the future, if I tell my husband about it, how will my husband react?

Of course, it's impossible to say.

This kind of thing can only be known to her, and she can't let any third party know about it.

But this is an indelible fact.

"Alright. ”

Just when Liu Yueyao was struggling in her heart, Ji Mo stopped.

Liu Yueyao opened her eyes, and she was sweating profusely at the moment.

She didn't say anything, and immediately rushed into the bathroom, she wanted to give herself another bath.

This time it took a full hour, Ji Mo, who was not very strong, although his head was very clear, but his body also felt tired, he obediently returned to the living room, and meditated on the sofa with his knees crossed.

Liu Yueyao used a cold shower to cool her body temperature and calm down.

The heart is still pounding.

She also felt it seriously, not to mention, she was lucky enough to feel a strong resistance there, but now that resistance has weakened significantly.

In other words, Ji Mo really didn't lie to her, and Ji Mo's method was really useful to her.

Of course, she can't blame Ji Mo, although Ji Mo did take advantage of her.

No matter what, I am still pure...... Liu Yueyao could only comfort herself like this.

After taking a bath, Liu Yueyao lay on the bed and slept, she was embarrassed to go to the living room to see Ji Mo again.

Ji Mo went to the roof of the building again in the early hours of the morning and continued to meditate and cultivate.

His body had become stronger, and although it still looked thin, it was enough for him to continue to improve his strength.

When it was slightly bright, he returned to Liu Yueyao's dormitory and lay down on the sofa and slept for a while.

Liu Yueyao didn't let Ji Mo make breakfast this morning, in fact, she didn't say a word to Ji Mo until she had breakfast.

She kept her head down, as if she were a child who had done something wrong.

Ji Mo wanted to laugh very much, but he definitely couldn't laugh.

There are classes this morning and afternoon, and several freshman lecturers in charge of the third class of the first grade are all instructing and pointing out something for tomorrow's half-year exam.

The semi-annual examination is not too important, but it is also worth paying attention to, and those who perform well will be praised by the college.

The four classes in the first year also compete with each other, the students compete, and the lecturers of their respective classes will also compete with their students' grades.

This is the tradition of the Ancient Martial Arts Academy.

Among the freshmen in the four classes of this year, the third class is more eye-catching, and the reason why this is so is also because the dazzling star Nangong Xiaoyu among the freshmen is in the third class.

Whether it is the freshman students or the freshman teachers, everyone agrees that Nangong Xiaoyu, who has now gathered qi and cultivated in the later stage, will win the first place in this semi-annual exam without any suspense.

And the gamble between Ji Mo and Nangong Xiaoyu and Yang Zilu was also spread, but everyone only knew that if Ji Mo lost, he would automatically drop out of school, but they didn't know what would happen if Ji Mo won.

In everyone's opinion, Ji Mo is unlikely to win, so it doesn't matter what will happen if he wins.

"Hey, today is probably the last time we have been at the same table. ”

Wu Cong also heard about the gamble, he looked at Ji Mo, and his face was full of sympathy again.

Syllable!

This time, Ji Mo unceremoniously rewarded Wu Cong with a slap.

The slap slapped Wu Cong on the back of the head, causing his head to slam on the desk.

"You!"

Wu Cong was furious, glaring, but seeing that the corners of Ji Mo's mouth were slightly raised, he couldn't help frowning, and secretly said that this kid was about to leave, why should he compete with him and waste time.

Ji Mo was thinking in his heart-Yang Zilu, Yang Zilu, you made a fuss about things, how should you end up tomorrow!

Liu Yueyao also heard about the gamble, and at dinner this night, she smiled and said, "Are you still interested in playing this kind of trick with them?"

Ji Mo said innocently: "Conscience of heaven and earth, this time Yang Zilu has to bet with me, but I didn't deliberately want to play tricks on her." ”

Liu Yueyao shook her head and sighed: "Your image of waste materials is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they don't know that you are no longer the original you." ”

When Ji Mo heard this, the soup spoon in his hand almost fell.