At this moment, the woman also cast her gaze at Li Mo, who was holding the little fox.

"Is the girl from the capital?" Li Mo asked casually, still sitting there.

"Go to the capital."

The woman picked up the bowl of tea that the waiter had just brought, gently blew the tea leaves, and took a small sip without raising her head.

"My younger brother is from the capital, right?"

This sentence does not sound like a question, but it is said with great certainty.

"Can you tell?" Li Mo said calmly.

"It can be seen... people who have stayed in the capital for a long time have a special temperament, which can be seen at a glance."

"Special temperament? What kind of temperament?" Li Mo said with a smile.

"The atmosphere of the mortal world."

The woman put down her tea bowl, raised her bright eyes, and suddenly saw the spring light.

"In this vast and troubled world, is there any place that is more charming than the emperor's feet?"

"What the girl said is interesting... It seems that this trip is to get involved in the world of mortals."

"You and I both come from the world of mortals, so how can we talk about contamination?" the woman said calmly.

When Li Mo heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the other party with a deep look.

"I haven't asked the girl for her name yet."

"Ming Prajna."

The woman's red lips opened slightly and she uttered a name. At the same time, she moved her eyes away from Li Mo and looked at the inn.

"Speaking of which... nothing has changed here."

"Has the girl been here?"

"I came here once with my tutor when I was very young. I was only four years old at that time. The shopkeeper here is called Chen Changkong."

Ming Prajna lifted the tea lid, and the sun shone slantly on her body through the window, covering her hair with a faint light, making her look extremely holy.

"You still know the previous shopkeeper..." Li Mo said solemnly.

It's really strange that a four-year-old girl, who came here once, still remembers the name of the shopkeeper.

"Young master, don't you know?" Ming Prajna said suddenly.

"What?"

"Chen Changkong, that is the top master of Xuantian Pavilion [Demon Catching Hall]... a person who can break through the spiritual breath realm at any time..." Ming Prajna raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"The new leader on the list, the new Hongmen rich man...you don't even know his name?"

"Who are you?" Li Mo's face turned gloomy. The woman in front of him was indeed of extraordinary origin.

Xuantian Pavilion, as the state religion of Daqian, naturally set up a special office for the demon hunters. It was a group of masters drawn from the eight sects, called the Demon Catcher Hall.

Li Mo once heard Wang Lingce mention that those who can enter the [Monster Catching Hall] must be masters, and they need to go through many selections and are extremely strict.

Because, for ordinary monsters, there is no need for the [Monster Catching Hall] to take action.

At the beginning, when Wang Lingce had not yet taken up the position of inspector, he took the exam for three years before joining the [Monster Catching Hall], which was a brilliant addition to his resume.

Because of this, there is an unwritten rule in the Xuantian Pavilion. If you want to climb up, you must go to the [Monster Catching Hall] to get a layer of gold.

For someone like Chen Wangdu, who took the exam for thirteen years and still hasn't entered, one can imagine how difficult it is.

The woman in front of her had much more information than Li Mo. She even recognized Li Mo at a glance. Obviously, the other party was coming for him.

"Brother, after all, your time in Xuantian Pavilion is still short... You don't even know me, so that's reasonable." Ming Prajna said with a smile.

"Are you a fellow disciple of Xuantian Pavilion?" Li Mo guessed.

"You have a good relationship with Feng Wannian...he closed the gate of life and death, and you followed closely...are you going to guard the gate for him?"

Ming Prajna's beautiful eyes narrowed, and her originally soft gaze suddenly became sharp.

"I'm not guarding the border for him, I'm waiting here to celebrate his release from the border." Li Mo said calmly.

"Oh? I haven't seen such confidence for many years." Ming Prajna smiled.

"Brother, it has been some time since you entered the Xuantian Pavilion. Have you ever heard of the Bingzang Golden Box?"

"What is that?" Li Mo shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

"That is a rare treasure. It was left by the [Weapon Master]. It can sense all the treasures and weapons in the world. If you have the appearance of becoming a king, it will be imprinted in the golden box..."

Having said this, Ming Prajna slowly stood up, with a bright light in his beautiful eyes, revealing a hint of joy and desire.

If there are mysterious soldiers in the world, they will be crowned king within ten years.

"Feng Wannian is a domineering sword type. The magic sword he practices is no small matter. Once it comes out, it will definitely be a rare collection. I think there will be many Tibetan soldiers who want to collect it..."

Ming Prajna flicked his index finger, and an invisible sense of oppression filled the inn.

"It turns out that the girl came here to make me feel uncomfortable."

At this moment, Li Mo finally stood up.

"Who are you?"

"Brother, didn't I just say that?" Ming Prajna smiled lightly, and the sense of oppression that filled the inn suddenly dissipated. For a moment, it seemed as if the winter ice had disappeared and the spring breeze had suddenly arrived.
Chapter completed!