"Mu Yunshu." Seeing that Mu Yunshu was talking nonstop, the more he heard Mo Ze more and more strange, he interrupted her. He took a step forward and looked down at her.
"We' re here!" He took a deep breath, and then Mu Yunshu ended his endless words of apology before answering.
"Don' t embarrass me in the sect exchange ceremony." He stretched out his hand and tapped a golden mark on Mu Yunshu forehead. Mo Ze transformed into a golden dot of light that flew towards the distance.
Looking at the golden dot of light that had disappeared into the sky, Mu Yunshu couldn' t help but raise his hand to touch his forehead. It was as if he could still feel the slightly cold temperature. His finger slashed through the air and formed an ice mirror. Looking at the golden mark on his forehead, he laug
