Chapter 1965 The mask of bones and flowers is the face
The singer's back is full of drinks.
Mo Xie frowned.
He performed perfectly in all aspects and his voice changed deliberately. Qingge shouldn't have noticed it.
Mo Xie reached out to grab the wine glass. He put the wine glass on the table, frowning under the mask.
The moment he looked up at Qingge, his pupils tightened violently, and the woman's helpless appearance reflected in his eyes.
Her face turned pale and her eyes were empty and cold, like a soulless puppet, looking forward blankly, the frequency of her heart contraction became more and more crazy and painful.
Two lines of clear tears kept flowing out, soaking the whole face, the pear blossoms and rain were charming, like a cool and gorgeous beauty.
Mo Xie was stunned, his heart was suffocating and painful.
He found the soft hand and kept wiping the tears on Qingge's face, but the tears kept falling, and after wiping, a new one fell down.
When the little fox was skinned and disappeared in Qingshi Town, they were in Xixun Kingdom, Qingge was panicked and tears were covered in tears.
At that time, Mo Xie was shocked.
He felt very distressed and envied the little fox.
Qingge turned her head and looked elsewhere. She grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it randomly, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
"Your winemaking skills are comparable to those of my friends." Qingge sniffed and said.
Mo Xie lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to ask which friend he was.
"Do you know? When I saw you, I thought I saw him." Qingge said.
"Who is he you?" Mo Xie asked subconsciously.
"It's both a teacher and a friend, a friend of life and death. Shopkeeper, do you believe in bonds? The bonds that arise invisibly involve the two. That kind of friendship has nothing to do with the moon, and life is not as heavy as it is." Qingge said.
"I heard you say this, he should be a handsome, handsome and majestic man." Mo Xie didn't raise his eyelids.
Hearing this, Qingge burst into tears and laughed, "He is shameless."
Qingge looked at the mask on Mo Xie's face, "What's going on?"
Mo Xie lowered his eyes, "I was born faceless and looked extremely ugly. My mother went through so many hardships to find a pastor in the next world to make a mask to replace the face for me. Do you think it is a mask? Actually, it is my face, but it is a little different from your face."
"This gap is really not a little big." Qingge's eyes flashed with cold light.
"The dew is heavy in the middle of the night, how could a girl come to my tavern?" Mo Xie asked.
"With the fate, it means we are destined to be." Qingge leaned against the back of the chair and looked up at the top of the sky. "I had a dream. I dreamed of a four-star friend, whose name was Mo Xie, and he told me that he was looking for me. But the next moment he was swallowed by the darkness and screamed."
Qingge stood up and walked out of the tavern, "I have been alone for three lifetimes. Wherever I come from, I will go."
In her first life, she was Ye Qingge, who was timid and cowardly, and was persecuted and turned into a piece of loess.
In the second life, she was Wuming, an orphan, who had been killed for twenty years and died in Fengshan.
In the third life, she wants to make up for all her regrets.
She saw everything thoroughly, even if the fog was in front of her, she would eventually believe that one day she could clear the fog and embrace her lover.
Mo Xie looked at her back in a daze. Seeing her about to walk out of the tavern, Mo Xie's heart sank wildly.
Qingge paused and made another break: "Also, I don't like uncle."
She is more casual and unrestrained than anyone else.
But she is more tired than anyone else, she draws the ground into a prison and wanders in pain.
Mo Xie took out the fox fur cloak from behind the screen and walked towards Qingge. He tied the fox fur cloak to Qingge and said, "The wind is strong at night. If you are pregnant, don't catch a cold. Drink less wine at night. How can you say that? Let's use alcohol to relieve your sorrows, right?"
"Mo Xie." Qingge looked at him, her red lips trembled, and she shouted out a long-lost name.
The atmosphere suddenly solidified, Mo Xie frowned and looked at Qingge in confusion, "Mo Xie? Is it that friend who looks very much like me?"
"No, he is a fool." Qingge's face was terrifying indifferent expression. "In our village, he is a fool in the village, with a pair of wind-catching ears, a nose that is facing the sky, a mouth of a sausage, a face full of pockmarks, and a body full of flesh. When walking, the flesh on his body trembled three times. He always liked to run into the ** to find a girl. He didn't have much money on his body, and was kicked out by the ** Madam and beat him up. Mo Xie complained on the street, and attracted a lot of people to watch."
You can get random words at your fingertips.
Mo Xie: "..." Is he so unbearable?
Qingge actually slandered him behind his back.
Qingge took off the fox fur cloak and threw it to Mo Xie, "The shop owner has received the kindness, and he doesn't even have the heartbreaking wine. I think your tavern will close sooner or later. Say goodbye, don't send it."
Walking in a breeze and wind.
Mo Xie blinked his eyes, when did Qingge become so unreasonable?
Mo Xie looked down at the cloak for a long time.
He put away his cloak and followed Qingge.
In the middle of the night, all kinds of casual cultivators came everywhere, and even the capital of Jiuzhou was in chaos.
She is a girl's house and looks as beautiful as a flower. The man next to her may have bad intentions.
Mo Xie escorted all the way and followed quietly. In order not to let Qingge discover it, he hid himself in the darkness and was secretly proud to merge with the darkness.
She walked by the lake in red, under the moonlight.
After a long time, I arrived at Shadow Pavilion and Qingge climbed over the wall.
Seeing her overturning the wall quickly and powerfully, Mo Xie frowned and was very unhappy.
He is so old, why is he still ignorant and doesn't look like a mother at all?
Mo Xie was afraid that Qingge would fall while climbing over the wall, so he was worried.
Mo Xie was sneaky and hugged behind the courtyard wall like a little thief, watching Qingge enter Xixuan Palace.
Mo Xie was relieved only when he saw her arrive safely.
He walked back toward the tavern.
"I'm going to be heartbroken..." Her face and her voice appeared in her mind.
Mo Xie did not sleep all night, and after returning to the tavern, he brewed heartbreaking wine crazily.
A few years of alcohol is not enough, it takes a lifetime of heartbreaking wine.
For three days and nights, Mo Xie's eyes were not in line with his brewing wine.
When a casual cultivator was about to come to drink, Mo Xie turned around and said directly: "The tavern has closed down. If you want to drink, turn left and walk slowly but not send him off."
The wandering cultivators looked at each other, why did they go bankrupt?
When Xia Feng came to the tavern, it was already three days later, and Mo Xie couldn't hold on.
"My Jade Emperor, Queen Mo Xie, are you crazy?" Xia Feng really couldn't understand, "Isn't the heartbreaking wine enough? Can you pay attention to your body? Your arm is not completely healed yet, can you let it rest? This is called pressing. Be careful that your arm will strike, and you will cry at that time." (To be continued)