Chapter 677: Old friends met on a boat, a friendship that was never pawned.
"I hid so well, Mr. Fang didn't find me, how did you find it?"
"intuition."
The floating water surface of the bunar was gradually rippled, and the body of the rail came out of the water like a human skin.
Dongfang's micro -white, light -colored light and shadow fell on the body of Mo Ding, Gu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and a little stunned on his face.
Mo Dai Board wearing a long black robe, the governing and belt gold and silver crosses of the black robe, the sewing at the suture, it is like two dragon heads vomiting beads.
If it is just a black robe, the Mo Ding column before Dawn, the body is wrapped in the black robe, as if a large circle, the whole person looks extremely depressed, the face is dark.
With the timid and scared things, but in fact, there is no puzzle that is emphasized and righteous.
"Brother Mo, I heard that the drama of the world has changed in the past year, and the livelihoods have been survived.
The magic repair is close, you really scare me, what happened, you are so ... "
The black hat on the top of the head was removed. Facing the sun that was about to rise in the east, his eyes were slightly sunken, and his eyes became more and more dark in light and shadow.
"Brother Gu, I am now the owner of Lingge. Can you rent it to me in the old courtyard in Qingyun Town?"
Gu Yu's life heard the words of Mo Dingra, and suddenly stepped forward. He punch his punch on the heart of Mo Dingra. Mo Ding was not defended.
海 lying on the sea, hey smile: "Brother Gu, open a price, I am not so embarrassed now."
Wow.
Gu Yusheng stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Ding's column from the water, and pulled his black robe placket, and his eyes gradually covered with blood.
"Tell me, what happened after I closed the customs? What can you do if you can stuff it? No one understands your ability better than me."
Mo Di Bo was grasped by Gu Yu's life, and he was still defeated, and let the sea water flow on the deck from the body.
嘭.
Gu Yu's life punch Mo Cebu.
Mo Di was beaten on the deck lying down, but he smiled.
When Gu Yusheng's fist giggle, he said, "Brother Gu, do you know, the three reincarnation of the Great Brahma, the monk is killed by the monk."
Gu Yusheng slowly put down his fist, sat on the deck, picked up the gourd around his waist for a drink, and said nothing.
Throw the wine gourd to Mo Ding.
Mo Ding Board is not polite, the crazy drink.
"It's boring, I know that I can't hide you, and I thought you would be shocked."
Mo Daiban threw the wine gourd to Gu Yu's life, dumped his sleeves, and explored the cuffs of his left hand to the right hand. A pagoda flowing in light and shadow appeared on the tent.
"The heavenly glazed pagoda!"
Gu Yusheng's eyelids jumped, but Mo Di was lost as if he had lost a piece of things.
Gu Yu's hands held the heavenly glazed pagoda with both hands in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't speak for a while.
"How? I helped you take such an important thing, you don't say thank you? Tell you a secret. This stupa is not taken from the heart, but he is in order to exchange from Lingge for reincarnation.
Things, quietly given the pagoda of the Holy Land to Lingge. "
Gu Yusheng breathed tight again.
Looking straight at Mo Dingra.
Mo Gao's mouth corner of the lips.
"Yes, this Buddha tower was stolen from Lingge!"
Mo Pinglu threw his sleeves, climbed up in Gu Yu's shocking eyes, and then cough a few times.
"Brother Gu, in fact, I really don't like to drink alcohol. In the past, I was installed by drinking. I was different from you, Korean, and Su Shoujiao. I really don’t like drinking, because every time my father was drunk, he would sprinkle his breath on
My body. "
"When I was very young, I knew what it was whipped. In the pain of the whip, I became more and more desperate, and Ling Ge can give me everything."
Mo Ding turned around, looked at Gu Yu's life with a pair of eyes, took a deep breath, and the breath on his body gradually became cold.
"Pursuing strength, just like alcoholic, can't stop at all, and the price paid will become bigger and bigger."
Gu Yusheng put the glazed pagoda on the boat, and looked at it: "Brother Mo, do you still have a way back now?"
"No, no one can betray the Lingge." Mo Dingli smiled, "So Brother Gu, you have to be careful of Lingge. I come to see you, and I also take the task.
Go for sin. ""
The eyes of the two were opposite, and the smile of Mo Ding was gradually converging.
Only the sound of sea breeze.
After a while, Gu Yu said: "You have a chance just now, now there are."
"Forget it." Mo Di throwing his sleeves and walked to the other end of the bunar. "I have been brave for a lifetime, and the mask on my face has been worn for many years.
At the time, I did not feel the existence of the mask. Compared to betraying my friends, I would rather lose my life. "
Mo Dai turned around, and the first ray of light in Chaoyang fell on his face. The sea breeze blowing his black robe and hunting.
He raised his head slightly, but his tears flowed inadvertently. His voice was hoarse: "I can abandon my life, but the Lingge wants the life of my son.
, Life cannot, you can't die. "
Gu Yusheng's hand trembled: "Brother Mo, let's find a way together."
Mo Ping's head shook his head: "It's useless, many things are determined from the beginning. Brother Gu, I come to you, I hope that one day I will die, you can take care of my son."
"Raise your own son."
Gu Yu's life saw that Mo Di was depressed, and he walked over, stretched out his hand, and wanted to grab the collar of Mo Dingra and wake him up.
The hand that can be stretched out, but weirdly penetrates the clothes of Mo Ping's column and passes through his figure.
Gu Yusheng's hand stretched straight, and his expression was complicated to the extreme.
"The pawn, it's all a pawn." Mo Di Ban suddenly became calm and teased: "Brother Gu, your old courtyard, don't rent it to me?"
"Brother Mo, I promise you."
Gu Yusheng nodded, what he agreed was another matter.
"I'm gone, I will be too strong for a while, I really die."
The black robe wrapped in the column was wrapped in a gray mango to leave the tent.
Looking at the gradually disappearing figure of Mo Ping, Gu Yu held up the glazed pagoda on the boat, and the tentboat drove forward.
There are vague sounds echoed at sea: "Brother Mo, I will find a way to redemption."
"Thanks."
Mo Dingra is also far away.
The gorgeous sunrise of the east rose, and the ancient Qing Ping Mountains of Cangguya were brighter than the stupa.