The next morning, when Tang Ning woke up from his consciousness, he felt the spiritual power in his body recovering before he opened his eyes, and even another force in his body, the power of merit, seemed to be much stronger than before.

She grinned and smiled, but at this moment, a sound came into her ears.

"Looks like a good mood?"

Listening to this strange voice, Tang Ning opened his eyes and turned to look. When he saw the person standing by the bed in a black robe, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide, looking surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" He walked to the side with his hands in his arms and sat down, saying, "But you, aren't you very powerful? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Tang Ning looked down and saw that he was wearing a white underwear and was clean all over. He asked, "Who helped me change it? Where is the mayor?"

"Mayor?"

Mo Ye, who picked up the tea, glanced at him and asked, "That old man? You care about him very much. When you open your eyes, you are looking for him. Why don't you ask who brought you here?"

"What old man? He is only in his forties, at most a middle-aged man, so why is he considered old?"

Tang Ning was speechless, lifted the quilt and took the green coat at the head of the bed. He felt that the wound on his body seemed to be healing, and he couldn't help but ask: "Did you heal me? What medicine did you use? My injury healed quite quickly!"

Mo Ye glanced at him, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and said, "I used a top-grade inner alchemy for me, but this is not cheap. What do you want to get?"

"Hehe, you are the night king, where is there such a small amount of money left?"

Mo Ye, who was drinking tea, saw him sitting cross-legged by the bed with a smile, took off the white socks that were still on his feet, revealing a pair of white jade-like feet. However, what made him almost spew out the tea in his mouth was that he actually lifted up his cross-legged feet and smelled it. Seeing it made his mouth twitch and choked by the tea that had not been swallowed.

"Ahem!"

He put down the teacup and looked at him incomprehensible: "What are you doing?" Is anyone in this world going to smell his feet? What is his mind thinking?

Tang Ning put down her feet indifferently and said, "I was just thinking, I don't look like I was taking a bath, but why was my body so clean?" When she crawled out of the blood hole in the abdomen of the rat demon, she was covered in blood.

Mo Ye said speechlessly, "Don't you know there is a magic called Dust Purification Technique?"

"I haven't learned it." She shook her head and looked at him with a smile: "I thought you would ask two maids to take a shower!"

"Oh!"

Mo Ye sneered, glanced at him, and said leisurely: "I really disappointed you. Not only did there not be a maid to bathe you, but there was not even a servant." Let him find two maids to bathe him? How could it be possible!

"Oh! I would have brought Xingtong out if I had known it, at least there was someone waiting around me." She sighed, playing with her feet, and asked again: "By the way, where is this?"

Someone's eyes always glanced at the white jade-like feet without freedom, and watched the round and small toes moving around, making his heart itchy.
Chapter completed!