Chapter 19 Don't Bully Fengxue Happy National Day!
At this moment, Mo Qingqing has a vague tendency of a flash flood. At this moment, the thirty-six strategies are the best strategy. Otherwise, if there is an outbreak, Xuan Sheng's cultivation will not be able to deal with this group of Xuan Shi, Xuan Shi's little bastards.
Disabled?
"Xiaoxue, come here." Mo Qingqing said to Xiaoxue in the distance. After saying this, his Xuan Sage cultivation gathered all over his body, and he shouted at the little Lolita who were faintly threatening to fight: "Give them all to me.
Get lost!!!"
Suddenly the whole space rippled with a loud sound, deafening, like thunder. Everyone present seemed to have been struck by lightning from nine days, and their minds went blank. Brother Xiaofeng and the disciples were all forgotten. They just subconsciously replied:
"Yes, master."
At this moment, even Mo Lingxue, who had reached the realm of a saint, was shaken by Mo Wuqing's roar and was a little confused. Fortunately, with the saint's protective energy, it only took a moment for him to recover.
After regaining his consciousness, he looked at Mo Qingqing, a white figure crossing the horizon in the distance. He also used his skills to leap forward and gallop towards the horizon.
For a few moments, don’t be in a ruthless room.
"Xiaoxue, Senior Murong invites you to meet at the back of the mountain tonight." Mo Qingqing sat on a sandalwood chair, took out his treasured copper pipe, sprinkled some old tobacco leaves into it, and placed it on a candle that was not very bright.
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"I understand, master." Mo Lingxue smiled faintly, with two pink dimples showing on her cheeks. For her, she had been waiting for such a night for a long time.
Mo Qingqing slowly picked up the lit pipe, took a puff, and then exhaled a puff of thick smoke, looking very much enjoying it. The thick smoke quickly filled the room, which was not very spacious.
The strong smell of tobacco leaves makes people feel faintly suffocated.
Since the whole house faces north, with its back to the sun all year round, the air is very bad, and a gloomy humidity often lingers in the house. Only the candle, which is maintained by magic and remains immortal all year round, continues to bloom with blazing heat.
The light brought a glimmer of life to this lifeless house.
Mo Wuqing looked at Mo Lingxue with a kind face and said nothing, but there seemed to be a trace of trance and worry in his expression.
"Master, call me here, do you have anything else?" Mo Lingxue looked at the weathered face in front of her, as if she could sense that the master had something on his mind.
Mo Qingqing laughed and asked, "Xiaoxue, how many years have you been following me?"
Mo Lingxue frowned and was a little confused for a moment. Why did the master suddenly ask this question? But she still looked at it with jade fingers, pinched her fingers and answered: "Xiaoxue has been learning from the master for five hundred years."
"Haha, it's been five hundred years. As a Snow Fox clan, we grow one year older in twenty-five years. So Xiaoxue will be twenty-three this year, haha." Mo Wuqing continued to smoke the pipe in his hand.
The smell of smoke is getting stronger and stronger.
Mo Lingxue nodded: "Well, Xiaoxue is twenty-three years old this year. Master, is there something wrong?"
Mo Qingqing raised his head suddenly, smiled faintly, and said: "No, no, no, that's right. A twenty-three-year-old human woman has already had a family and a career. Look at how old you are. Her father and I are
...We are brothers, and you can be considered half of my niece. Haha, get married as soon as possible, women always want to start a family."
When Mo Lingxue heard that, a blush suddenly appeared on her fair face. In addition, the light in the room was dim and there was only one red candle. Now, under the candlelight, her face was redder than a tomato!
"Master~ I'm still young..." Mo Lingxue's delicate voice came out of her lips in embarrassment.
"Haha, you're not young anymore. Look at how old your sisters are and what they have become." Mo Qingqing chuckled, but for a moment he wanted to hit those jealous little lolita in the square, and his head suddenly got big.
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"Master...do you have anything else? Well...I suddenly remembered that yesterday I promised Mrs. Wang to help him dry corn..." Mo Lingxue rolled her eyes and gave a reason. Now,
, my heart is beating thumping, as if it is about to burst out of my heart, who do I like? Don’t I still know? Now the master is still asking here, it is really embarrassing.
"Haha, by the way, that boy Murong Feng wants to take you as his disciple. He may not be able to follow me in the future. You have to make good use of it. This is what your sisters dream of." Mo Wuqing said casually.
Mo Lingxue was taken aback, with a look of joy and surprise in her eyes: "Really? Brother Feng, you want to accept me as your apprentice? That's not it. I can follow Brother Feng every day from now on?"
Mo Qingqing nodded aside, but then he sighed again, and the strong smell of smoke came out of his mouth: "Xiaoxue, do you know what it means to be an apprentice?"
"The master-disciple relationship is just like you and me. Once you are a teacher, you will always be a father! Do you know?"
Mo Lingxue pursed her lips, and in her eyes, a cool light flashed like water, and said lightly: "I know that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father..."
Mo Lingxue's heart has been thinking about Brother Feng for who knows how many days and nights from the moment Murong Feng rescued her.
As we grow old together, we miss each other day and night, thinking of sharing the same boat with Brother Feng through thick and thin, cutting window candles together. Now, if I were to be his apprentice, haha, it would be a bit contradictory.
Mo Wuqing continued to smoke without saying a word. After a long time, the wrinkles on his old face curled slightly and he smiled: "Xiaoxue, I know you have been in love with that boy Murong Feng for a long time, and I also know that you, a little girl, can't let it go.
Talk about the so-called ethics and morals, remember, ethics and morals, once a teacher, always a father, these are also what people say, they are all nonsense! Take good care of your happiness, you know? "
"Master, it's enough for Xiaoxue to be by Brother Feng's side all the time..." Mo Lingxue thought for a moment, then raised the corners of her lips slightly, half-smilingly: "Isn't this what I once longed for day and night? Now,
,I still...what else do I ask for?"
Mo Qingqing coughed, obviously choking on the smoke: "Xiaoxue, silly boy, you should take good care of it, I guarantee that that boy will definitely fall in love with you!"
Mo Lingxue closed her eyes slightly, with a sad smile on her face. The coldness in her bones seemed to separate her heart from the world: "Haha, Xiaoxue is a weak person. Love is the world.
It is destined that if Brother Feng loves you, I will follow you life and death and will never leave you. If Brother Feng does not love you, I will only stare at you from a distance, miss you at night, and be by your side. This life is enough..."
"Haha, Xiaoxue, you silly girl, do you know why your name is Mo Lingxue?"
Mo Lingxue was stunned, apparently confused by this question. Her mother passed away when she was very young, and her father died on the way to migration when she was three years old. At that time, she first gained spiritual consciousness.
I've never asked about my name.
"Xiaoxue doesn't know."
Mo Wudao put down his pipe. It seemed that the tobacco leaves in the pipe had been smoked out. The whole room was filled with smoke and the smell was very unpleasant. Mo Wuqing pointed to the east window and said, "Go and open the window over there for some fresh air."
Well, the human heart is just like the smoke in the sky. Opening the window is like opening the heart. Only in this way can we get fresh air."
Mo Lingxue looked at Mo Qingqing in confusion, what happened to the master today? He said this as if he had a lot on his mind? But apart from being a little introverted, he had nothing to do? Why did the master say that?
Mo Lingxue walked to the window, stood on tiptoes, and with a little bit of magic in her hands, she gently opened the old window. Suddenly, a ray of sunlight shone into the room that had not seen sunlight all year round, and fresh air poured in.
His nostrils were refreshing, and he suddenly felt a sense of comfort in his heart. Then he asked: "What do you mean by Master? Xiaoxue is ignorant, please give me some advice from Master."
"Haha, it's nothing. It's just a little experience gained from my frequent smoking. When I'm worried, I put myself in a place full of smoke smell, and then suddenly open the window. This feeling is very good and comfortable, haha."
Mo Qingqing stood up from the chair, stretched and yawned, as if he was a little tired.
"Master, what's on your mind?" Mo Lingxue asked.
"What can I have on my mind? Old man, I don't have any merits. I just think openly and have no worries. Haha, I am happy and carefree. Don't be sentimental because of ruthlessness~!" Mo Wudao laughed, believing that if he had wine at this time, a
A living wine swordsman is about to be born before your eyes.
"Okay, Xiaoxue, don't you want to help Aunt Wang dry the corn? Go quickly! I'm sleepy and need to take a nap." Mo Wudao yawned a few more times one after another.
Mo Lingxue blinked her clear eyes, her small cherry mouth bulged slightly, and her rosy cheeks exuded an alluring fox fragrance: "Master, you haven't told me why I'm called Mo Lingxue~!"
Mo Qingqing laughed: "Mo Lingxue, Mo Lingxue, that is to say, don't bully Fengxue. Okay, let's go out. Remember, that boy Murong Feng is waiting for you in the back mountain tonight!"
Immediately, Mo Qingqing waved his white sleeves, and a stream of pure spiritual energy burst out. The door behind Mo Lingxue suddenly opened, and an invisible suction force suddenly sucked Mo Lingxue's delicate body out. Then the door exploded.
At the same time, the open window on the east side also closed, and the whole room returned to its original darkness.
I only heard a farewell message coming from outside the door: "Master, then you have a good rest, Xiaoxue is leaving first."
Mo Qingqing chuckled and didn't answer. He just walked slowly to the chair and sat down. He bent down and took out a handful of tobacco leaves. He repeated the action of lighting up the cigarette before taking a deep breath and then said to himself.
He said: "Brother, you also know that our Yuchi family has a hard life. I felt very sorry for you, my daughter, when you were like this. Now that the time has come and you have come to pick me up, I can only explain this.
Whether she will be a blessing or a disaster, joy or sorrow in the future can only be decided by herself~!"