Ostentatious Zhao Yao

Now that Mo Qing is here, I don't have much time to indulge in my own thoughts.

I patted my face and thought about it:

I am afraid of anything. Anyway, I have already died. I have forgotten the previous things. I am dead again and again, and I have lost one thing that I have lost. There is nothing to panic about.

I have really lived more and more narrowly by living in this body with only a fart and boldness. Have to pay quickly to buy Yang Dan!

In short, no matter whether you forget yourself in the future, or go to reincarnation, or even go to extinction, it is all about the future, and I am so desperate with the sky, I will be shocked by the clowns, I am struggling. There is no such thing as existence and disappearance. The only thing I can struggle with is that before I disappear, I have to pull a back -

For example, the clown in front of me who came to my grave after I died.

Although he is not ugly now, he is still pretty and charming...

Regardless of! I made up my mind to kill him!

I will talk about it later.

This clown is not sleeping at night, but when he sees that he is sleeping here, there must be many doubts in his heart. I have to dismiss these doubts. I put on my awkward body, stretched out, and pretended to be awake, squinting and squinting, and then staring at Mo Qing with surprise:

"Hey? Master! How come you?"

Mo Qing looked at me quietly, didn't answer, and didn't seem to doubt me. He just focused and stared at me with a bit of scrutiny.

I have nothing to do with the eyes of the ink, which are clear but unpredictable. Only when I moved my eyes, the tree behind me stood up and explained: "Oh, after the last time I was caught by Jiang Wu, my body didn't know what was wrong, and I always felt sleepy."

"Oh." Mo Qing finally took the sentence, "Look back to Gu Shuguang to see what is wrong, rectify and rectify."

芷嫣This body was taken care of by me very well. I took it to Gu Shuguang to see it. Gu Shuguang probably said that my brain is faulty...

"It is love to be sleepy, there is nothing wrong with it, don't bother to go to the doctor. Master, look, how good the night is here!" I pointed to the sky and looked at the beautiful starry sky to let me open the subject. I used to think of this ghost city, the living people are not ghosts, but they can see the sullen atmosphere, the dark clouds, the black pressure, how can you see the stars and the moon.

Mo Qing glanced at the dark night sky, and silently gave me a look.

In his silence, I was a bit embarrassed: "Hey, it was quite good just now... I am sitting here to enjoy the moon, I fell asleep, hahahaha... It’s really fast." I sighed a few times and felt Pulling such inferior lies really affects my image. "Well, don't look at it, let's go back." I retired and wanted to leave Mo Qing, so as not to expose the clues, Shenxing pill turned back and found a chance to bring it to buy. .

"Want to see the moon?" Mo Qinger said this.

I don't think much, but I have to euphemistically reject him: "Master, you have to be very busy, you must be very busy..."

"Not busy."

"..." was interrupted too fast. I didn't think of the next excuse for a while, then I felt that Mo Qing took my hand, an instant, and when I got back, I was standing on top of the cloud, at the foot. Walking in the misty clouds, floating in the air.

Floating, this may be a very novel experience for others. It can be a ghost for a long time, and it is floating in the air every day. It doesn't feel very strange, but it is a high point. And I used to play it myself long ago!

Mo Qing, who wants to play with the mood, is also very old-fashioned. Take the girl to watch the stars and watch the moon, talk about life and talk about ideals, and then I want to move the manual feet. Under the night sky, on the white clouds, kiss one by one. Hug?

I have long seen these cheesy tricks.

I just thought about it in my heart, but I turned my head and saw the face of Mo Qing slightly rising, looking at the moon, the twilight was like the moon shining, he didn't look at me, but I looked at him and couldn't open his eyes. .

It looks like a cheating life.

"If you have trouble, you can tell me."

And in this kind of atmosphere that is so suitable*, Mo Qing suddenly said such a sentence.

No, the clown is blame, this time you are in trouble with people? You shouldn’t just take a sigh of relief, a hoe, a mighty domineering, and a reasonable kiss to the other party. It looks so good, you still want to take your heart, you don’t need your face to confuse the enemy is the waste of red fruit. what!

I blinked and smiled: "Master, there is you by my side, how can I have any difficulty?"

Mo Qing was silent for a moment: "As long as you say yes, I will help you, no matter what."

I looked at his serious look, but for a moment it was awkward, as if at the moment I said, I am suffering from the inability to end your life, and he will really kill himself.

For a moment, I even wanted to tell him that what is hidden in this body is the road. I want to see how he will react. Will it change your face immediately, will you kill me again, or you will not be able to do it because you fall in love with this body.

I really want to test him, but I also know so clearly that there are so many dark gullies in the human heart that it is the most untestable thing in the world.

I test him, equal to the initiative in his own hands, handed it to him, let him examine it, or give me life.

And this has never been the style of the road.

I smiled and said: "Master, I came to the dusty mountain to kill the father's hatred. What do you say is my difficulty?"

Mo Qing looked at my eyes for a moment, but I didn't say much. I only said: "There has been an abnormality in the recent door. I have sent people to investigate and I will have results in a few days."

"Thank you Master."

Ink did not respond again, until the moonlight of the night was cool, and Mo Qing eventually brought me back to the Hall of Nothing.

Falling to the ground, each returning to the house. I got out of my body and asked me to ask: "How come you come back with the devil head, you didn't do anything outside, didn't you find anything wrong?"

I waved my hand and drove her away. Straight down to the roof, lying on the beam of the house, looking at the moonlight daze.

In fact, I think I have been a bit wrong recently. For example, now, I am lying here, full of thoughts echoing, but they are just the words that Mo Qing just said, let me sneer.

I have any difficulty, I can tell him.

My difficulties have always been to say to people. Because since it is something I can't solve, it can't be solved by handing it over to others. I can say that I don’t think he is arrogant, I even...

I slammed up and held my chest.

I even... seems to be in the body of my ghost, because I remembered the words of Mo Qing, and I felt that there was a heartbeat in my chest...

This clown is not doing anything to me!

I turned around and got into the hall of the clown, but I saw the lights in his room burning. He was still standing at the desk. The bed was like never lying down, and it was always in a regular arrangement.

I stared at him with anger, but I saw the clown and the blame suddenly caught my mouth, and my shoulders moved. I didn't even hear his voice, but after a while, I saw him take his hand and there was blood in his palm.

I was surprised, what happened to him?

Mo Qing silently wiped away the blood in his hand, and looked at the wall behind the bed and took back his eyes.

When I was lifting the pen and writing something, the room breathed, and Gu Shuguang was in this moment. He stared at the ink blue, and he still didn’t talk. In the hands of Guangqing, he smashed an enchantment around, and at this time, I Just standing in his enchantment.

Gu Yuguang said: "Li Chen, don't worry if you die, don't break my reputation."

Mo Qingtou did not lift: "How long will my injury be?"

Did Mo Qing get hurt? I was previously injured in going to the island to take the sword... Is it still not good?

"Tian Lei hit on the body, what do you think?" Gu Shuguang let the ink green faded clothes, I floated behind Gu Shuguang, and explored with him.

I saw that the back of the ink was actually bandaged. Gu Shuguang removed the bandage in a circle, revealing a fleshy back inside, and even more shocking, on his back, Lightning shuttles from time to time, just like the lightning on the sword of the sky!

“It’s very slow.” Gu Shuguang’s face is not very good. “The wound that just healed was broken by the residual lightning. It’s repeated, there is no stop.”

I watched the lightning in the dark skin of the skin, and Mull understood, no wonder * the sky and the sword kept carrying lightning. It turned out that it was not the sword itself, but it was a long time, and the thunder was beaten and attached to it.

For Mo Qing, the same is true. Tian Lei hit him. From that time on, he has been hurting him and has not stopped.

The last time I asked him, he said that it was a minor injury. Even in these few days, he did not show a star-and-a-half appearance in front of people.

He is a person who can be so forbearing.

“How long will it be?” Mo Qing asked again. There is no mention of pain between words, and there is no complaint at all.

"Looking at the trend, you have to wait a month before you can stop." Gu Shuguang gave him a layer of powder on his back, helped the ink to stop the blood, and stopped the momentum of lightning. "If you can let go of everything at hand." Concentrate on meditation, maybe ten days will be good." He helped him re-attach the bandage, "Can you?"

Mo Qing put on his clothes and stared at him with a gaze: "You can go."

Gu Shuguang, a habitual appearance, screamed as usual: "Don't touch the water."

I know that what I should think about now is that if I go to pick up a basin of water in this month, I will directly pour it on the wound of Mo Qing, and then take a sword and smash him a sword. Then he may die, maybe How much bigger than usual?

But now, watching him continue to look at the approval of the case, I actually can not afford that idea.

But it is like a soft-hearted place that has been pinned by a person. It feels subtle and bizarre. I can't help thinking, why can Mo Qing be so good to a person? She took the sword for her, and the injury also endured herself. She also thought about the difficulty of asking the man.

Why is he not afraid? It is clear that the person in front of him has been secretly hiding such a sinister bad thought. He stood in front of the man with a happy heart, and he was not afraid of it. The man suddenly slammed him with a knife...

I touched his back with the body of the soul.

Clowns, you are so naive...

Don't go down.