It was late at night, and Bo Zhaoru was not asleep.

She couldn't fall asleep.

Bo Zhaoru sat in front of the window, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

It was already winter, and the cold wind like a knife blew, but Bo Zhaoru had no reaction at all. Because her perceived thoughts had fallen into memories.

Bo Zhaoru is not a person with a lot of ideas. Since she became a disciple and learned from the ancient sword pool, she has rarely had distracting thoughts. Therefore, she has made great progress in martial arts attainments very quickly. She has not had much feelings about the world since she was a child, so she has been determined to devote herself to the swordsmanship very early. She has always had the same idea over the years. When she met Du Ao, she began to get upset, especially when she was with Du Ao for the past period, it was even more difficult to maintain her former state of concentration.

Now Bo Zhaoru feels like he falls into a vortex. If he doesn’t get out of here, he will inevitably fall into a state of inextricable consequences.

Whether to leave or not, this is something Bo Zhaoru is struggling with.

Thinking of Du Ao's increasingly excessive and abrupt actions over the past few days, Bo Zhaoru's face turned red and white, and his heart was indeed filled with anger and joy.

Although Bo Zhaoru has never had a relationship between men and women, he also understands that this is probably a sign of the fall of a woman. But Bo Zhaoru is really unwilling to accept that he will have inexplicable emotions towards a man like Du Ao.

Just when Bo Zhaoru's thoughts were at its most chaotic, a knock on the door sounded.

"Miss Zhaoru, can I come in?"

When Bo Zhaoru heard this, he could already hear who it was. Apart from Du Ao, who else had the courage to see Du Ao. Bo Zhaoru didn't want to see Du Ao and said coldly: "I'm asleep, I'll talk about anything tomorrow." With a wave of his hand, he blew a palm wind and was about to extinguish the candle.

Du Ao's voice came again: "Since you are already asleep, how can you respond? Thank you Miss Zhaoru, I'm in."

Cramped, the door was pushed open, and Du Ao walked in.

On the long night, Lu Xiaofeng, who was sleepless, admired Du Ao when he saw this scene. He considered himself romantic and had a good reputation, but when he saw Du Ao now, he found that he was not as romantic as Du Ao.

Bo Zhaoru, who was sitting on the bed, looked at Du Ao who was lighting the candle and said coldly: "Do you know when it is now? Do you know that you can't trespass your daughter's room?"

Du Ao was a little surprised. Bo Zhaoru was a little different on weekdays, at least he would never say such things on weekdays. Du Ao, who keenly captured this, thought it was an opportunity, put the candle on the table, came to Bo Zhaoru, and said, "Of course I know these, but our relationship is different."

Bo Zhaoru sneered: "What's the relationship with us?"

Du Ao said: "Of course we are in the closest relationship now. You should at least be my woman during this period."

An unknown fire broke out in Bo Zhaoru's heart. Just as he was about to get angry, he found that Du Ao's face darkened, as if he heard some movement. Bo Zhaoru also used his skills and found footsteps outside. The next second, Bo Zhaoru let out a scream. It turned out that Du Ao had taken the opportunity to fall on her.

Du Ao looked solemn, and he didn't seem to be taking advantage at all. But after all, he had been with Du Ao for a while and knew that even a man like Du Ao would dare to take advantage even when he was at the most dangerous time.

Bo Zhaoru originally wanted to kick Du Ao away, but when he saw Du Ao's appearance, he didn't know why he didn't do this.

As footsteps moved away, Du Ao slowly sat up, with a look of apology in his eyes. If it were ordinary people, they would have thought Du Ao was very sincere, but Bo Zhaoru had no longer thought so, because he knew that Du Ao did not forget to hold her hand at this moment.

Bo Zhaoru seems that Du Ao is really a strange person. He seems to be able to tease others anytime, anywhere, and talk about serious things anytime, anywhere.

That's exactly what happened at this time.

Du Ao sighed softly, "This matter is probably more difficult than I thought."

Bo Zhaoru was determined not to respond no matter what Du Ao said, but he still said in a dissatisfaction: "Why do you think so?"

Bo Zhaoru regretted it when he asked, and wanted to slap himself twice.

As expected, Du Ao approached her a little closer. Bo Zhaoru quickly opened the distance, but the bed was only so big, even if he wanted to open it, there was no way to open it.

So Bo Zhaoru struggled for a while and simply gave up.

To be fair, Du Ao does not have the idea of ​​taking advantage of this time. All of this is subconscious initiative, and it can only be said that habits become natural.

Du Ao gave his own inference in a heavy mood and said, "In fact, this trip will meet the treasures of the Jinpeng Dynasty. This is only my open purpose. The real purpose is to eradicate the Qingyi Tower. According to the information we have, Huo Xiu is the leader of the Qingyi Tower."

Bo Zhaoru said: "So the person you are going to deal with is always Huo Xiu?"

Du Ao said: ‘Of course, the killers who dealt with me three times along the way were all the killers of Qingyilou.’

Bo Zhaoru frowned and said, "Did Huo Xiu return the money, and you still have to plan to deal with Huo Xiu?"

Du Ao shook his head and said, "As long as Huo Xiu is willing to return the money, everything will be over, but I know Huo Xiu is never willing to return the money."

"Why?"

Du Ao said: "Because he is greedy for money, his greed for money has reached an incredible level. He would rather be chopped by someone than return the money. So if nothing unexpected happens, Huo Xiu should be planning to deal with me."

Bo Zhaoru frowned and said, "Hao Xiu has been dealing with you all the way?"

Du Ao said lightly: "Although Huo Xiu has been dealing with me and all the sent ones are masters, it is obvious that the weight of these masters is lighter than each other, and the final one is also the attack of Liu Yuhen and the five others. This is not in common sense. If nothing unexpected happens, Huo Xiu is preparing his ultimate move." His eyes fell on Bo Zhaoru and said in a deep voice: "Along the way, I was thinking about why Huo Xiu let me go to the Jewelry Treasure Gallery Pavilion. If nothing unexpected happens, Huo Xiu should also plan to use the Jewelry Treasure Gallery Pavilion as a place of decisive battle. This place will inevitably become very dangerous next, so I hope you do something for me."

Bo Zhaoru has put aside his hatred with Du Ao, putting righteousness first and eradicating Qingyilou first.

Bo Zhaoru said: "What do you want me to do?"

Du Ao said: "I want you to take him to see Dugu Yihe and let Dugu Yihe prepare in advance." A black token was caught in Bo Zhaoru's hands.

The front of the token is a golden-winged roc, while the reverse is an image of a person.

Bo Zhaoru looked down at the token, but didn't know how long she had been looking at it. She suddenly raised her head and sneered at Du Ao: "I almost fell for you again."

Du Ao asked in confusion: "What do you mean, why did you fall for me?"

Bo Zhaoru sneered: "With your wisdom, how could you think of this now?"

Du Ao smiled bitterly and said, "I thought Huo Xiu had set up an ambush in the Jewelry Treasure Gallery Pavilion to deal with me, but there was no ambush in the Jewelry Treasure Gallery Pavilion, so I really affirmed this."

Bo Zhaoru said: "Even so, with your wisdom, how could you not think of telling Dugu Yihe and the others in advance? Now you are talking about this to me just to make me grateful to you and not care about your grudges."

Du Ao smiled bitterly and said, "Do you really think so?"

Bo Zhaoru sneered: "I shouldn't think so? We haven't made a break yet that day."

Du Ao looked at the mature and beautiful woman in front of him, and suddenly hugged Bo Zhaoru's waist and said, "Why do you have to deceive yourself? After these days of getting along, you have no hatred for me."

Bo Zhaoru pushed Du Ao away and sneered: "This is just your own self-indulgent."

Du Ao staggered a few times and almost fell to the ground.

He returned to the bed and sat down, saying, "You are nicknamed Huijian in the world, and you must have heard a saying called Huijian Slashing Love Silk."

Bo Zhaoru said: "I don't have to cut off my love thread, because I don't have love threads, and I have already promised my sword."

A strange light shone in Du Ao's eyes, which was a light that made Bo Zhaoru feel very uneasy: "You are wrong, this time you should have the wisdom sword cut off the love thread."

"What's the meaning?"

Bo Zhaoru retreated to a kick.

Du Ao pointed to his nose and said, "Because you need to kill me."

After saying that, Du Ao put it on, put his hands on Bo Zhaoru's waist, and threw himself into Wen Xiang's arms.
Chapter completed!