C5

"Luo Hao, be careful!"

Qiu Mo's eyes widened as he anxiously looked at Luo Hao.

However, what surprised Qiu Mo was that Luo Hao did not appear to be in a hurry. There was no trace of fear on his fair face. On the other hand, Qiu Mo was alarmed and fearful.

Although Qiu Mo was not born wealthy, he was still the treasured child of his family. He was half spoiled, half educated, and grew up. Not to mention being kidnapped and killed, he hadn't even fought against the school boys a few times.

Only then did Qiu Mo realize that he did not know how to smile. Although his face looked suffocating, his stiff expression could only be supported by his pair of deep, beautiful, and shining eyes.

When Luo Hao turned around, the man was already standing in front of him with a dagger in his hand. His face was expressionless. Suddenly, a cold light appeared around him. The air was filled with scorching patterns as he raised his hand in the blink of an eye.

Luo Hao slightly curled the corner of his mouth. He felt that it had been a long time since he had been like this. A smile that was raised with confidence appeared on his face.

In the next moment, he suddenly pushed his palm towards the man.

Qiu Mo who was watching from behind was dumbstruck. The moment the hidden powerful force hit the man's body, sparks suddenly flew and a burnt smell filled the air.

Qiu Mo's feet felt like they were nailed to the ground. He couldn't move at all. For some reason, Qiu Mo suddenly felt that Luo Hao, who stood in front of her, was even more terrifying than a man with a dagger.

No, the scariest thing about Luo Hao was that when he gave Qiu Mo his first shot, not only was there shock, there was also a trace of fear.

The man fell to the ground. His originally small eyes were now widened from excessive shock. It was as if his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He was as terrified as an envoy from hell.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

The man fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

Luo Hao's expression was abnormally cold. Killing someone was as easy as killing an ant. Qiu Mo suddenly started to wonder if this fella was heartless. How could he be so cold?

"I'm afraid there's no solution to this problem."

Luo Hao looked at the man on the ground. The smile that was on his face disappeared as soon as he finished speaking. He turned his gaze and looked at Qiu Mo with a pair of bright eyes.

Qiu Mo had never seen such a peculiar person in this world. He could not help but start to feel afraid, and involuntarily retreated a few steps back.

"You, what are you doing?"

Qiu Mo's lips trembled. He was forced into a corner by Luo Hao step by step. Even though he was afraid, Qiu Mo was not a person who was willing to lose in terms of momentum.

"I … I'm warning you, I didn't provoke you. You were the one who appeared to help me!"

Luo Hao, who had remained silent the entire time, suddenly smiled when he heard this. His alluring voice rang out again.

"Provoke? "I do like the word 'you', but …"

"But what?"

Qiu Mo became even more afraid when he saw this man suddenly hesitate and hide half of what he had just said.

"Nothing."

Luo Hao let go of Qiu Mo and retreated a few steps. His white robe fluttered in the night wind, giving him an aura of immortality. Suddenly, he saw the bronze sword on the ground.

"The blood on the sword belongs to you, Qiu Mo?"

Being reminded by Luo Hao's words, Qiu Mo looked like he was about to die. He quickly looked at the bronze sword on the ground and quickly bent over to pick it up. Once again, he had a greedy look on his face.

"I'm lucky that I got some blood. I'll just go back and wipe it off."

Luo Hao turned around angrily and said, "I'm asking you something!"

Qiu Mo was startled. He looked at the bronze sword with a wary look and replied, "Of course it's mine. What? Is there a problem?"

Just as he finished speaking, Luo Hao fell into silence. Qiu Mo couldn't figure it out, but Hong Xiu, who had just woken up, trembled and stood up from the ground.

When Qiu Mo saw this, he hastily went around Luo Hao and ran in front of Hong Xiu. "Hong Xiu, how do you feel? Have you recovered some of your strength?"

Hong Xiu looked confused. When he saw Qiu Mo, he saw Luo Hao, who was standing at the side. He immediately opened his eyes wide and asked, "It's you?"

Qiu Mo froze and asked, "You two, you two know each other?"

The red cultivator's face turned red. He scratched his head and explained, "I went to Mao Mountain with the little Daoist and met him there."

Luo Hao didn't say a word the entire time. When he heard this, he asked, "Where is Gu Nian Ren now?"

Hearing Luo Hao's question, the red cultivator didn't seem to react. Just then, he asked, "You're talking about the little Taoist, right? He lives in my company now and hasn't left."

At this point, Hong Xiu seemed to have realized his surroundings and his face was filled with shock. He turned his head to look at Qiu Mo and asked, "Little Mo, where are we? Why are we here?"

Qiu Mo looked at Luo Hao and asked, "Hey, do you know how to drive?"

Luo Hao remained silent and nodded, "Yes."

"That's good. We don't know how to drive. Since you do, then drive us out of this damn place. I'll tell you the address when the time comes."

As Qiu Mo said this, he pulled Hong Xiu towards the direction of the taxi. He intended to drive the taxi out of here and quickly return to the antique shop. At this time, he estimated that it was already one to two in the morning.

"Wait."

Without waiting for the two of them to leave, Luo Hao stopped them, "What a fool, that chauffeur died an unknown death. And you used your crime scene tools, so tomorrow at dawn, do you want to go to jail?"

Qiu Mo finally reacted after receiving Luo Hao's rebuke. However, before Qiu Mo could even nod, Hong Xiu, who was at the side, turned pale with fright.

"Is he dead?"

Qiu Mo hurriedly covered Hong Xiu's mouth and gave her a look, "It's a long story, you and I will survive tonight. It's all due to Luo Hao saving our lives, I'll explain in detail when we get back, this place isn't a place we can stay for long."

Hearing Qiu Mo's words, the pale faced Hong Xiu obediently followed Qiu Mo back to the original path. Luo Hao led the way by himself.

From the start, Qiu Mo and Luo Hao were pretty good looking porcelain bottles. However, after the call, in less than 10 minutes, a black car appeared on the street.

Because it was too late, Qiu Mo was unable to clearly see who was driving the car. The first thing he saw was a man in a black suit. As for his face, it was hidden in the darkness and his real face could not be seen.

After getting on the car, Qiu Mo gave the details of the antique shop's address. He was on tenterhooks all the way until they reached the entrance of the antique shop.

At this moment, the street was very quiet. For some reason, Qiu Mo felt at ease inside.

After opening the door, only Luo Hao walked in. He wanted the driver to come in and rest, but he found that the car had already left.

There was no time to worry about all those misgivings. Although she was afraid of Luo Hao's identity, since he was her savior, Qiu Mo still helped clean a room for Luo Hao.

Qiu Mo and Hong Xiu were squeezed together on a small bed. Qiu Mo told everything that happened tonight to Hong Xiu, back and forth, except the part that was forced into the corner by Luo Hao.

One night, the red cultivator was scared witless as he listened to her. His eyes were wide open, and he almost stayed up till daybreak.

Qiu Mo also did not sleep for the entire night. Only when the sky outside brightened up did he calm down and close his eyes to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning. When he woke up, he found that the red-robed cultivator had already woken up.

He pushed open the door and put on his slippers. His sensitive nose immediately smelt the fragrance of the black pepper chicken and his stomach began to growl.

When Hong Xiu came out of the kitchen with two plates of black pepper chicken, he saw Qiu Mo had woken up. He had a sweet smile on his face, as if everything that had happened last night had just happened in a normal dream.

"Lil 'Mo, you must be hungry. Come over and try my skill."

Qiu Mo did not hold back. Without washing his face or brushing his teeth, he sat down at the dining table and started gorging himself.

Seeing that Hong Xiu had made three plates and placed one plate beside her, he asked curiously, "Strange, are you overdoing it?"

The red cultivator smiled. At this time, Luo Hao came back from the outside and was still dressed in the ancient robe that didn't match with the time.

"For Luo Hao."

Luo Hao walked to the dining table and looked at the black pepper chicken. He wanted to sit down and have a taste, but Qiu Mo interrupted him at the right time, "Hong Xiu, I don't think he'll need it."

Luo Hao frowned and put his butt down on the chair. His actions were smooth and natural, "Two good sisters, the gap between us is that huge."

With that, Luo Hao turned to Hong Xiu and smiled. He said, "Thank you for your food. Although I don't eat these things, it's all thanks to you."

He didn't know why, but the moment he heard Luo Hao say that, the red cultivator became angry.

Just as he was about to retaliate, he was stopped by the red cultivator who had seen through their temperament. "Um, quickly eat. Afterwards, come with me to Mao Mountain. I want to meet that little Daoist Priest."

Qiu Mo was furious, he changed the topic and asked, "Why are you going to Mao Mountain?"

Hong Xiu stammered, "I just received a call from the company's leader. The little Taoist has returned to Mao Mountain, and the company sent me to buy something to express my gratitude."

Although this was the right reason, Qiu Mo's Fiery Eyes of Truth could not escape her slightly red cheeks. This little girl was most likely thinking about that little Taoist.

Although he had already seen through it, Qiu Mo did not want to point it out. He smiled and said, "I'll accompany you to the mall later."

"However, you don't need to go."

After Qiu Mo said that to the red cultivator, he turned to look at Luo Hao, "Clean your room and you can leave."

When the red cultivator heard this, he hastily interrupted, "Little Mo, that's not good. Anyway, Luo Hao saved my life and yours. If Luo Hao hadn't appeared last night, you and I would have …"

"No need."

Luo Hao put down the knife and fork in his hand and said, "It is my personal wish to go to Mao Mountain. If you go, I will go with you."

With that, he got up and left the table.