Chapter 179 (1/2)

Chapter 179 – You Want to be Roasted or Stewed? (3)

The little child, “…”

He leaned on her bosom while still being tightly bound by the Five Flowers tie, so their position ended up being somewhat strange. However, he didn’t seem to mind it and only examined her. “Are you always this distrusting of others?” This little lady was abnormally cautious when dealing with others.

Ning Xuemo slightly pursed her lips. Working in the secret service had caused her to be unable to trust others aside from herself and her close comrades.

Because the price for easily trusting others was only one word: death!

The little child’s lips lifted slightly as his gaze focused on her face. “A young mistress from a fallen marquis’ house that doesn’t usually step out of the house. I wonder where you got this wariness from?”

Ning Xuemo’s shoulders stiffened slightly as she stared at him. “You know my identity?!”

The little child replied rather casually. “Yes.”

‘How did he find out?!’

Wasn’t he a ginseng spirit who lived deep in the mountains?

Suspicion flashed in Ning Xuemo’s eyes. The child seemed to have noticed her doubts as his eyes vaguely curved upwards. “Didn’t you believe that I am a ginseng immortal? Since I’m an immortal, naturally I would be able to divine this out.”

Ning Xuemo smiled wickedly. “Then can you divine when I’ll put you in a pot to stew?”

The child “…” He shut his mouth.

Although Ning Xuemo was carrying someone, she was still walking quickly since she was escaping from the mountain to preserve her life.

Hiking and climbing mountains were her specialized fields. The trees on this mountains all seemed to be trees that grew in the south. Its trunks were thick and solid with enormous treetops, and there were countless aerial roots hanging from the treetop, boring deep inside the trees like countless rain dragons breathing out water. A sight to behold!

Those gigantic trees looked almost the same. They all have big leaves that looked like hands with every leaf growing upward. The density of the leaves was fine, so when the moonlight shined down like water flowing, the light sprinkled on the leaves, making the leaves speckled in a faint silvery light from the light reflection.