"Master... Maybe she can know your helplessness." Taozi felt uncomfortable when she looked at the depressed appearance of her own owner, so she quickly persuaded her.

Leng Junmo shook his head with a wry smile, "I know her. From the moment she locked her up, there will be no feelings between us."

"But..." But you are forced, too. Taozi didn't say this because he suddenly remembered that Leng Junmo was forced, but to control Xiao Lige to control Mo Zifei, this reason is also disappointing, but he just treats her as a tool.

Leng Junmo waved his hand, "You go out, remember to stare at Li Ge's room all the time. The war has intensified recently, and many thugs have begun to rush around."

"Well, I understand." Taozi nodded and quietly exited the room.

Xiao Lige looked at the room that was bound by her cold eyes, thinking that Leng Junmo would not use her, but that his thoughts would always be naive.

"Miss Li Song," almost noon, a middle-aged zombie walked in with a rice plate and gently placed it on the table. "I am the person responsible for your future meals. If you have any dissatisfaction or requests, you tell me I will improve it."

Looking at this kind female zombie, Xiao Lige suddenly laughed. When she first entered the Light Realm, she was always worried that these zombies would make a hole in their necks, but now she didn't care at all. Is it because she lived a very comfortable life in the Light Realm? She actually forgot that she was a human being. It's really sad.

"Miss Li Ge..." The middle-aged female zombie suddenly laughed and hurriedly looked at her nervously.

Xiao Lige waved his hand indifferently, "I just remembered a joke, it has nothing to do with you."

"Then I'll take it off and invite you to have a meal." The middle-aged female zombie breathed a sigh of relief. If something happened to Xiao Lige, the owner of the manor would skin himself.

Sitting on the table, Xiao Lige was eating slowly. She suddenly regretted it now. She shouldn't have run out of the Anye Pavilion privately, told Anye about her whereabouts, and shouldn't have naively thought she was a friend of the great god.

I guess Anye is looking for him everywhere now. As he thought about it, Xiao Lige smiled bitterly. Maybe he was thinking too much again. He has caused too much trouble to Anye. Maybe Anye wanted to leave by himself.

As for Mo Zifei, Xiao Lige stopped chewing and stared blankly at the rice in front of him. If Leng Junmo really treated himself as a hostage, he would take care of himself as his world.

Although Leng Junmo had already told her the answer, she still couldn't stop hugging her hope. Maybe, maybe Mo Zifei cares a little bit about him?

Of course, that's just maybe.

The battle is imminent, and Mo Zifei has forgotten Xiao Lige, perhaps because he knows that she is safe, or perhaps because he is unwilling to admit it.

"Yiqing." Mo Zifei looked at Yiqing, who was focused on the distribution of the army, with his eyes full of confusion.

"Huh?" Yiqing looked up at Mo Zifei in confusion.

"Do I like Xiao Lige?" At some point, Mo Zifei began to doubt his heart. He once thought he liked Xiao Lige, but now he is becoming uncertain again.

"Maybe I liked it." Yiqing said his thoughts lightly. I have to admit that Xiao Lige has indeed entered Mo Zifei's heart, but that was only the past. Now he will no longer allow Xiao Lige to run rampant in Mo Zifei's world. After all, Mo Zifei now shoulders more than Aomei Villa.

"Is that true..." Mo Zifei suddenly got speechless and his eyes became dim. For some reason, after hearing Yiqing's words, his heart actually felt a pain for a moment.

"Yeah." Yi Qing looked straight at Mo Zifei, his eyes full of seriousness, "Fei Shao, should we start the battle?"

Mo Zifei took a deep breath. Indeed, it is not the time for children to have a long relationship. "Well, I will bring a pair of people to you tomorrow..."

"I'll go." Yiqing interrupted Mo Zifei's words.

Mo Zifei looked at Yiqing and sighed, "You are not afraid that I will die on the battlefield."

"I don't want to see Fei Shao get injured. Although the chance is very small, I can't allow it to happen." Yi Qing said on one knee.

"You have always been like this, and you have been..." Looking at Yi Qing who was kneeling in front of him, Mo Zifei's eyes were helpless.

"So I will be a forward tomorrow." Yiqing looked up and smiled.

The night was already deep. Xiao Lige had never been out since the moment he came in, and had been sitting at the table blankly. The shadow of the tree in the yard slowly reflected on Xiao Lige and hit her left face.

Taozi stood on the wall of the yard and kept looking at Xiao Lige silently. It had been three hours. Xiao Lige sat quietly except for eating.

Finally, Taozi sighed and jumped off the wall.

"You are here." Xiao Lige looked at Taozi who was pushing the door open without a trace of surprise, as if he had known that he was on the wall very early.

"Well, I'll protect you by the order of the owner of the manor." Taozi walked straight to Xiao Lige and sat down, "How is it? Are you not bored?"

"It's here to be boring." Xiao Lige pointed at his chest and stared at Taozi.

"The owner of the manor..."

"I know my current identity." Xiao Lige interrupted Taozi lightly, "When do you plan to tell Mo Zifei about my news about me?"

"immediately."

"Is that right?" Xiao Lige's lips curled when he heard this. "Leng Jun Moming knew that my existence would not shake Mo Zifei. He also spent so much effort on me and let you see me. He was so flattered."

Taozi heard the ridicule in her words, but she didn't know what to say.

"I want to rest. Do you still want to stay here?" Xiao Lige stood up and said slowly.

"I understand." Taozi nodded slightly, then turned around and left the room.

Walking to the edge of the bed, Xiao Lige slowly covered herself with a quilt. She always thought she didn't care, but she couldn't stop crying on the quilt.

She regretted it, she regretted that she chose to stay that day. If Mo Zifei was asked to send her back to that familiar world, wouldn’t she have experienced these things? Pregnancy, miscarriage, being chased, and falling in love with Mo Zifei.

Lying flat on the bed, Xiao Lige wiped away the tears on his cheeks and quietly looked at the crescent moon hanging in the night sky. She didn't know that she was also quietly watching her at this time.

Leng Junmo carefully covered the tiles on the roof. Seeing that she was still safe, he felt relieved. Although he had arranged Taozi, he was still uneasy and had to come in person.

Sighing, Leng Junmo used light skills to return to his residence. Seeing the empty bed, Leng Junmo was stunned for a moment. The man was still sleeping in his arms last night, but today, he locked her up. He was obviously heartbroken and reluctant to leave, but there was no way. He could not allow him to lose her. Even if he made her hate him, he would not allow her to return to Mo Zifei's side.

"The owner of the manor, there is a letter from the front to report."

After a knock on the door, I suddenly remembered that Leng Junmo knew that if it was not a very urgent matter, no one would dare to knock on his door at this time. Could it be that there was something wrong with Mo Zifei?

"Come in." Leng Junmo quickly calmed down his emotions.

"Reported, Xinzi ahead learned that he used the minister to collect a large number of elite troops tonight, and carried out a whole team overnight."

"It seems that Mo Zifei can't help it." Leng Junmo's lips curled up a sneer, "Pass it down and prepare the vanguard troops. By the way, let Taozi come over."

Yiqing sent troops, it seemed that Mo Zifei was going to stay in the rear, and he seemed to be going to meet him.

"Master, are you calling me?" Taozi knew that Leng Junmo summoned him so late, and knew that there must be some urgent incident.

"Your You will attack us tomorrow, but it is probably just to explore our strength, and the number of people should not be large." Leng Junmo said quietly.

"What do you mean?" Taozi looked at Leng Junmo in confusion. Is the war going to start tomorrow?

"Mo Zifei won't go to the battle. What do you think I'll go see him at this time?" Leng Junmo looked at Taozi with his eyes raised, his eyes full of smiles, but Taozi saw the murderous intent.

"Mo Zifei is very skilled, or..."

Leng Junmo waved his hand and stopped Taozi's words, "I just went to see him, it won't be like that."

Who believes it!! Taozi secretly swallowed his words, "That, if you don't do it, it doesn't mean he doesn't do it. That Mo Zifei is not as sensible as you and is moral, if..."

"Who have you learned so much nonsense?" Leng Junmo glanced at Taozi impatiently, "You are not afraid of that Yiqing, so you avoid him, right?"

"Ha? Will I be afraid of him?" Taozi successfully fell into a provocation and rolled up her sleeves in anger, "I will definitely beat him back tomorrow and cry."

"Is that true?" Leng Junmo smiled with satisfaction, "Then I'll wait and see."

"Just look at it." Taozi nodded solemnly, then turned around and walked out of the room. She had no idea that she had been plotted by her own owner.

Of course, Leng Junmo understood Taozi's worries. He knew Mo Zifei's strength very well, but he did not go to compete with him this time. He was demonstrating in the past. Yes, he just wanted to tell Mo Zifei that Xiao Lige is by his side now, and he was voluntarily. This was the first time Leng Junmo became so childish for a woman.
Chapter completed!