The willow branches drooped above Mo Xie's head, and the mask was embedded around his eyes, revealing his narrow eyes.
The white moonlight shines on the eyes and turns into a beautiful amber color.
Mo Xie raised his eyelids lightly and replied lightly: "As you thought."
hiss--
Xia Feng took a breath, "Because everyone knows her Fengyu Medal, and she also knows that she is a waste without real energy, but who knows that she once had ten god-level real energy, and in order to save her friend's life, she actually did nothing.
He dedicated everything without hesitation. Mo Xie, is that true?"
At this point, Xia Feng burst into tears. He didn't know what kind of relationship this was, but he yearned for the bonds that arise from relying on each other and the life and death.
"That's true." Mo Xie still had a yellowed wine gourd hanging on his waist, and there was a constant stream of wine in it.
Qingge was once very curious about whether there was a bottomless pit in the wine gourd, so Mo Xie returned and had wine to drink.
"I don't want her to worry about me if I don't go to see her." Mo Xie said.
Xia Feng glanced at the mask on Mo Xie's face, thought to himself, and then nodded, "You are really worried enough."
Mo Xie took out the space bag and handed it to Xia Feng, "There is a spiritual weapon in the space bag. The spiritual weapon is filled with heartbreaking wine, enough for her to drink for several years. I will give it to her after she gives it to her after giving birth to a child. The guardians of the Nine Realms
I'm ready to move recently, and I don't know what the Divine Realm is doing. I'll leave the capital after a few days. She is pregnant and weak. Xia Feng, I just ask you to do me a favor and take care of her. I'm the other ones
Nothing else to ask for, but it's the most difficult one."
They used to have so many people who wanted to take good care of her, but the evil ones were too cruel, and she was still wandering and had no branches to rely on.
Xia Feng took the space bag and looked at Mo Xie in a complicated way.
When he saw Mo Xie, he was in the jungle outside the capital.
Mo Xie fought alone against more than a dozen monsters.
He rode over to save him.
Later in Qisha Hall, Mo Xie's intelligence and talent helped him. The two of them had similar interests and became good brothers.
Because of Mo Xie, he knew someone, Ye Qingge.
Mo Xie stood up and walked towards the street.
"Where are you going?" Xia Feng stood up and asked.
"I haven't seen you for many days, I miss you so much, so I'll go find my girl." After Mo Xie said that, his figure was buried in the rich night.
"That's someone else's girl, but she's all children's mother." Xia Feng slandered, his eyes full of disdain.
Mo Xie looked back at Xia Feng, unhappy.
Even if his cabbage is robbed by a pig, it is still his cabbage.
If his girl has a husband and a child, isn’t she his girl?
Vulgar people don’t understand their hearts?
Mo Xie walked forward all the way, and after a long time, he finally arrived at the Shadow Pavilion.
Mo Xie is agile, holding his breath, and wandering in the dark like a ghost.
He went to Xixuan Palace and sat on the courtyard wall, with a white moon behind him.
The man was in a red robe, the white moonlight was bright, and the red apricots in the courtyard wall continued to spread out and bloom.
This scene is as beautiful as a painting, and the immortal in the painting.
Mo Xie saw Qingge sitting on the old man's chair made of bamboo strips from afar, swaying and leisurely.
Her lower abdomen is very flat.
Even though I was pregnant, my eyebrows and eyes were still a little immature, but my tenderness had faded away.
She is very mature now.
You'er was playing with a silver spear, Liu Yan'er was practicing the waning moon knife, and the fire bird drooped his head and was depressed. When he thought of the lost Wuliangchun, the fire bird would look at Qingge sadly.
Qingge lies on the chair and sways.
In recent days, she has not thought about practicing, she has ignored her true energy, and just wants to take a break.
She knew that her body was at its limit, not to mention that the blood demon seed was very fragile.
Xiao Xiaoyue has not yet distinguished between Qingliang and her mother, but her limbs are intact.
As Xiao Xiaoyue grows up, she will become weaker and weaker.
If Xiao Xiaoyue breaks out of her body, she will perish.
Since Xiao Xiaoyue showed signs of life, Qingge has become more and more fond of dozing off, and wants to sleep when she is tired, and she no longer has the same energy as before.
The mask was shining with golden light, and the man on the courtyard wall was hiding behind the red apricots.
Mo Xie always believed that no matter where Ye Qingge went, she was the most exciting one.
Look, even if she comes to the Gods Heavenly Realm, she can still get the Phoenix Yu Medal.
He was satisfied with just one glance.
The figure behind the red apricot gradually disappeared.
Qingge, who was lying on the rocking chair, was drowsy. She suddenly woke up while half asleep and half awake, and looked at the courtyard wall suddenly.
The branches swayed, and many red apricots fell, and there was a bright moon in the sky behind the night.
Qingge rubbed her temples. She was shocked recently. Her nerves were too tense and she kept tense.
But for some reason, her eyes kept falling on the courtyard wall, and her heart twitched.
Just like every time, she occasionally thinks of someone, but finds that she can't remember anything.
Qingge stood up from the rocking chair and stood under the courtyard wall. The red apricot fell between her hair, and Qingge's eyes became a little wet.
Qingge stood for a long time, then returned to the house to rest.
The next day, the Pavilion Master returned from out and summoned all Shadow Pavilion disciples to announce something at the training ground.
The fire birds were huddled in Qingge's clothes, and You'er and Liu Yan'er followed each other.
In the training ground, the four major mentors and the Pavilion Master are all there.
Many disciples have expired one after another, with a total of more than 10,000 people.
"Have all the disciples arrived?" asked the Pavilion Master.
Xu Liuyuan nodded, "Everything is here, no one is too many."
"Very good. Since we have arrived at the training ground, today's weather is good. There is something to be announced in our pavilion, which is a great joy for Xixuan Palace. Teacher Ye Weiping will send someone to a grand funeral." The pavilion master said, "
Shadow Pavilion has always had a tutor without any tutors, and I have never had many things. I am very sad about Ye Weiping's mentor, but for the sake of many disciples of Xixuan Palace, it is necessary to choose a new tutor to replace Ye Weiping in the Xixuan Palace. Now, this cabinet is here.
There are good candidates.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was talking about it, guessing who would become the new mentor of the Xixuan Palace in Shadow Pavilion.
Ye Weiping was extremely capable, but his style was not good. The disciples of Xixuan Palace were afraid of him, but they would never respect him.
Therefore, after Ye Weiping died, the disciples of Xixuan Palace would eat and drink as much as they should, without any feeling of melancholy and sadness.
You'er touched her chin, curled her lips, and said in disappointment: "What a happy event, I thought he had found me a stepmother."
Qingge shrugged, You'er has always been nonsensical, and she has gradually gotten used to it.
"Qingge, who do you think will be the new mentor of Xixuan Palace?" Liu Yan'er turned her eyes to Qingge and asked.
"I don't know." Qingge shook his head.
"Qingge, come here." The Pavilion Master suddenly spoke.
Qingge and Liu Yan'er looked at each other and then walked towards the Pavilion Master.
Xu Liuyuan, Yuan Tian and other four mentors looked at her with no intention.
Qingge gradually had an idea in his mind.
What does the Pavilion Master want to do...
Qingge stopped, nodded, "People, several mentors."
The Pavilion Master handed over a bunch of keys to Qingge, "The keys of the large and small lofts of Xixuan Palace are here, please keep them." (To be continued)