Chapter 176: Possessing a Treasure Is a Crime

The small courtyard where Ning Qingying lives is quiet and elegant. The inside and outside of the courtyard are shrouded in all kinds of rare plants and trees. The house is even more unique. It is completely shaped by a single vine, giving it a dreamy feel.

The moonlight shines through the window and onto the woven wood and rattan floor. The raised vines form a table and chairs, on which are placed several dishes that look very delicate.

"Dragon tendons, phoenix wings, mysterious fruits... these foods are not cheap." Zhao Mulian said with some surprise.

Ning Qingying put on a lavender skirt, similar to a formal dress, revealing her lotus-white arms and large patches of snow. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, her charm was evident.

She smiled and said: "When my parents passed away, they left me a lot of wealth. Let's put it this way, even if I squandered it, I would have to live for at least five thousand years to use up the money. ”

"So you are still a little rich woman." Zhao Mu said with a smile.

"If my benefactor is short of money or resources, you can tell me at any time. No matter how rare or precious it is, I will try my best to get it for you."

Zhao Mugang wanted to refuse, but then he thought, it's already here, so why should he be reserved?

"I have no shortage of money and things. I just want some fire-type magical powers and techniques for reference. If you have channels, you can collect some for me."

Ning Qingying agreed angrily: "I made a note of it, and I will deliver the skills to my benefactor within two days."

Then it was time to eat and drink.

Not to mention, the wine Ning Qingying brought out was indeed extraordinary. Zhao Mu was not a good drinker, but after tasting it, he felt relaxed and happy, and a sense of comfort radiated from the depths of his soul.

This wine was definitely not ordinary, but considering Ning Qingying's status as a young rich woman, Zhao Mu didn't bother to ask more questions.

During the dinner, Zhao Mu asked why they were teleported to the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons in the first place.

Ning Qingying was silent for a moment and then said: "Since my benefactor mentioned this matter, I have nothing to hide. The sunset in the Ten Thousand Monsters Forest that day was not an accident, but a long-planned murder."

"Huh? Let's talk about it."

Zhao Mu was quite curious.

"It's just a crime of possessing a jade. Some people are concerned about my wealth. I am just a weak woman with low cultivation. Although I have some status, no one will really care about my life and death without the protection of my parents..."

Ning Qingying spoke with a calm demeanor, as if this was not the first time she had encountered this, and she had long been accustomed to it.

"Have you ever heard of Zhenbao Hall?" Ning Qingying suddenly asked.

Zhao Mu shook his head.

He doesn't know much about things in the spiritual world.

Ning Qingying explained: "The Treasure Pavilion is the property left to me by my parents. It is one of the three major auction houses of the human race. When it was most glorious, it had contacts with the five major holy places of the human race. Even though it has declined a lot now, it can still provide services for I bring in a steady stream of income.”

I see.

Zhao Mu probably understood the girl's situation.

It is normal for a Nascent Soul cultivator to have wealth that does not match his strength and be remembered by others.

"It's not easy for you either."

As the liquor entered her throat, Ning Qingying's chat box seemed to be opened, and she told Zhao Mu about her sadness.

She is not a person who loves money. If this treasure hall is not the only inheritance left to her by her parents, she doesn't care if it is taken away.

But her parents' life and death are now uncertain. The only way she can commemorate her parents is to protect the treasure hall from being taken away by outsiders.

For this reason, she has experienced too many life-and-death dangers. If she hadn't been lucky, she could turn danger into disaster every time she encountered danger. She would have been a skeleton by now.

Usually in front of outsiders, she has to keep a low profile and hide herself, and she doesn't even dare to say some things.

Only in front of an unrelated outsider like Zhao Mu can he have the opportunity to speak freely and express the frustration and depression in his chest.

It was rare for Xu Zi to speak like this. Ning Qingying drank a lot, and she wiped out most of the bottle of wine.

It didn't take long for Ning Qingying to drink too much. She became dizzy and her face turned crimson.

It's quite cute.

"My benefactor, I am so weak. I have devoted a lot of cultivation resources to myself, but now I am only a Nascent Soul cultivation base. It would be great if I were a strong man, so that I can live as I want without worrying about it. Everything in the outside world, I can do whatever I want, that is the life I yearn for. Although Zhenbao Hall has brought me wealth that others can’t imagine, it is also like a shackle, locking me firmly. In the dead of night, I often can't breathe, and even in my dreams, there will be all kinds of nightmares that want to kill me. I haven't had a peaceful sleep for a long time..."

As Ning Qingying spoke, she swayed and sat on Zhao Mu's lap.

Her eyes were blurred, her arms glanced around, and she hugged Zhao Mu's neck. She stared at Zhao Mu and said, "My dear friend, do you think I'm being hypocritical? I'm obviously sitting on a squandering wealth, but I'm still not satisfied?"

Zhao Mu smiled bitterly: "You drank too much."

"I know, but I've suppressed it for too long. There are some things that I only dare to take action when I'm drunk."

"Stop talking and drink with me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Qingying took a big gulp of wine, then rushed towards Zhao Mu, wanting to feed him personally.

Zhao Mu's eyes suddenly widened.

Imported wine, right?

Is this girl drunk? Why does it feel like she did it on purpose?

Zhao Mu subconsciously glanced at Ning Qingying's favorability score.

85, quite high.

It shouldn't be a trap.

Zhao Mu finally let go and happily enjoyed Ning Qingying's imported wine.

Two hours later.

The drunkenness dissipated and people gradually sobered up.

Ning Qingying leaned on Zhao Mu's solid chest, her hair was messy, her skin was fresh red, and she was panting rapidly.

This woman is quite crazy. It was obviously her first time, but Zhao Mu took two hours to subdue her. For her, it was an impressive record.

After resting for a long time, Ning Qingying recovered some strength.

She smiled foolishly and said, "I should be able to have a good sleep tonight."

Zhao Mu felt a little distressed when he heard this. He patted Ning Qingying's back and hugged her tighter: "Sleep peacefully, I'm here, no one can hurt you."

"Well..."

As soon as she responded, Ning Qingying fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning.

When Zhao Mu woke up, Ning Qingying had already prepared breakfast.

Her complexion looked very good. After being nourished by the pure yang, her aura felt brighter and more brilliant.

Zhao Mu couldn't help but hug Ning Qingying from behind and greeted her passionately in the morning.

It was not until near noon that Zhao Mu left Ning Qingying's house.

When he returned to his residence, Zhao Mu suddenly had a headache.

How should he explain to Empress Qingyun why he didn't return home at night?