The deep sea outside the mountain was rough and turbulent, gulls took off one after another on the sea, yellow smoke billowed on the desert, and people were crawling forward and dying at any time.
After spring, the weather is refreshing.
The atmosphere in the simple thatched house was solidified. Qing Ge looked at Mo You's hand stretched out towards her with indifferent eyes. After a long time, feeling melancholy, she stretched out her hand and put it on Mo You's hand.
Their hands touched and their fingers intertwined. In an instant, the strong wind continued. Qingge saw that Moyou's legs gradually turned into smoke.
Everything seemed so unbelievable.
"My fate is tied to yours. The stronger you become, the closer my life will be to death." Facing death, Mo You was very indifferent. The smile on her face filled her eyes, which also made people feel sad.
Heartbroken.
At this time, the smoke reached Moyou's neck, and then up to his head.
When the smoke disappeared, Qingge heard Moyou's voice.
"Ye Qingge, remember, there is a person named Moyou who was born for you and died because of you. The road ahead is dangerous. Don't be afraid. She will protect you."
"..."
It was as if the dust had settled, the coolness was thick, and the shabby bed was gone, with the pretty girl gone.
Qing Ge silently turned around and walked out. She opened the door and looked up, and found that the old man had also disappeared. All of this was like an illusion, but the touch was so strong.
Especially at the moment when Mo You's fingers were intertwined, Qing Ge felt that so many things in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, were in his heart.
In the end, Qingge drove the carriage to Ye's house alone. Behind the carriage, the thatched house collapsed, and the old man in the distance watched the carriage go further and further away.
*
In Fengyue Pavilion, when Qingge went back, the stone tables in the courtyard were filled with good wine and meat. At some point, Mo Xie came, and so did An Suyou.
The two of them sat in front of the stone table, meeting each other late at night, drinking heavily, eating meat, discussing the affairs of the Liquor Kingdom, or chatting about famous prostitutes in ancient and modern times——
Mo Xie slapped his thigh suddenly and said angrily: "Dean An, your vision is bad. If you look at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, where can you find Xiaohong among the green flowers?"
"Xiao Hong?"
An Suyou rolled his eyes and plucked his ears, "Young man, I didn't expect you to look so handsome. You've been blind for a long time. My Cuihua girl is so good, with big breasts and a big butt, and that figure is simply amazing."
"
"How can I do it if I only have a body but no face?"
Mo Xie took a sip of wine and continued to argue with An Suyou, "Xiaohong was born with a beautiful face, as fragrant as a flower, and her face was so pink that it was almost dripping with water."
"No matter how beautiful the country is, you still don't have a flat chest. Look at my disciple, those breasts, tsk tsk, it's a pity for such a good appearance."
An Suyou picked up the wine jar, took a big sip, shook his head, smashed it, smacked his tongue, and said regretfully.
Mo Xie nodded, obviously very much agreeing with An Suyou's words. The two of them seemed to be on the same page, "Old man, you finally said something humane, my wife's breasts affect the feel of the hand too much."
Qing Ge, who is walking this way: "..."
Qingge paused in her steps, looking at the old man and the young man who seemed to want to continue exploring their breasts and butts, and coughed lightly.
When Mo Xie heard Qing Ge's voice, his face stiffened, like a gleam on his back. He turned around and looked at Qing Ge angrily. He grabbed the back of his head with one hand and held the wine gourd in the other. He chuckled, "Madam, your breasts are really big."
,real!"
"Young man, is it okay to speak like this without conscience?"
An Suyou's face was red, and he came forward drunkenly, glanced at Qingge, and said: "If her breasts are not small, are there still people with big breasts in this world?"
Mo Xie: "Get out!"
Qingge: "..."
She has small breasts?
OK, let her go!
Mo Xie hurriedly followed him, Qing Ge walked into the room, closed the door directly, and shut Mo Xie out. Mo Xie felt a pinch of dust on his nose and felt extremely aggrieved.
An Suyou looked at Mo Xie who was rejected and laughed loudly, "You must have learned a lesson by speaking out of conscience!"
Mo Xie resisted the urge to run away from An Suyou, strode to the stone table, smashed the wine gourd on the stone table, and said angrily: "You said that you, an old man, as the respected dean of Jialan College, go to
What kind of brothel? You’re still my wife’s master, I’m really afraid that you will lead her into trouble.”
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. If you hadn't gone to a brothel, would I have met you at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"
An Suyou shrugged, "But you are a good boy. You asked for five women at once. When I was young and vigorous, I only dared to come to a dozen or so."
It's a coincidence that the two of them were picking up girls at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but they didn't know that the girls in their hands didn't like each other. While they felt that they had the support of the dean of Jialan Academy, they were awesome, and at the same time they thought that the evil master of the Mo family was born with the thirteenth level at a young age.
, who dares to match such a talent?
No, the girls on both sides called out their respective masters. Unexpectedly, An Suyou and Mo Xie didn't know each other before they started fighting. They were scolding each other, but in the end, the two of them left the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with each other on their backs.
, leaving a group of stunned girls.
What is this called?
Qing Ge in the room heard the conversation between Mo Xie and the two, and the corners of her mouth and eyes twitched. These two living treasures really came together.
"But you are really not a bad boy."
An Suyou looked Fan Moxie up and down and said: "At such an age, he has broken through the thirteenth innate level. He is still at the peak of the thirteenth innate level. He is only a short time away from breaking through as a spiritual master. Such a talent even surprises me.
"
"Yeah?"
Mo Xie smiled lightly, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were full of complex and sentimental feelings.
He was born with extraordinary talents and could be called a genius, but he had no intention of practicing, and he grew up with Bei Yueming. Although Bei Yueming was noble, he was also jealous, and he naturally knew this as he grew up with Bei Yueming.
He didn't want to steal Bei Yueming's limelight, so he kept suppressing the matter of cultivation and just looked at it. The teacher in the academy gave him a few lessons. After Mo Yuntian beat him up, he found that this child was serious.
He had no interest in practicing cultivation, and instead liked to collect some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and weapons-refining equipment, so he gave up on it.
Don't say that Mo Xie has good talent. Even if he is a useless person, the Mo family has a great business and can still support him, right?
Mo Yuntian only had a wife like Su Ya, and only a son like Mo Xie. Although he was never beaten softly, the pain was really deep in his bones.
As for Mo Xie——
After he and Xiao Rufeng went to the Western Sea Region, they met the Flame Demon Blood Wolf and the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron was born. When he saw that the girl with a cold temperament was helpless to save him from a desperate situation, he suddenly woke up and finally understood how much cultivation meant to him.
One important thing.
The strength that had been suppressed for more than ten years could not be exploded at once. He initially wanted to forcefully explode in the Western Sea Region, but was met with backlash.
It wasn't until he returned to Beiyue that he concentrated on cultivating. Unexpectedly, his breakthrough was like chopping melons and vegetables. He kept rising with no sign of stopping. He didn't stop until he reached the peak of the thirteenth level of innateness.
live.
More than just a pervert, he is the envy of others!