Dream?

Chen Mo looked at An Keyue thoughtfully, when, An Keyue will also have her own dreams, she once remembered, she was not the pride of the sky, there was no one in her eyes, could it be that her memory had not been recovered.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo reached out and touched An Keyue's head, feeling that everything was still normal as he imagined, which made Chen Mo even more suspicious, and he didn't understand what An Keyue's dreams were.

Being touched by Chen Mo like this, An Keyue's face turned red, she raised her head, looked at Chen Mo, and looked at the face that was as calm as water.

An Keyue said unswervingly: "Chen Mo, I forgot to tell you one thing, now that I am a disciple of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, do you know the Red Sleeve Pavilion?

Speaking of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, An Keyue's face was full of pride, she felt that even if Chen Mo was powerful on the earth, it would be difficult for him to join the top sect Red Sleeve Pavilion like herself.

Dogs can't change their ...... eating!

Chen Mo was speechless, An Keyue was still more than showing off, what kind of Red Sleeve Pavilion, he didn't have a problem dealing with Hua Yuanyue of Red Sleeve Pavilion, so Chen Mo of Red Sleeve Pavilion didn't take it to heart.

Seeing that An Keyue looked like an arrogant phoenix, Chen Mo was reluctant to hit her, and said against his conscience: "That's right! ”

"Hey, hey......!"

Being so praised by the person she liked, An Keyue felt that her goal had been achieved, a silly smile appeared on her face, her little hand did not forget to pat her chest, and swore an oath: "Chen Mo, don't worry, I joined the Red Sleeve Pavilion to improve my strength, and you also have to cultivate well, I believe that one day I will catch up with you, by the way, are you in that sect?"

That sect!

Chen Mo frowned, of course he didn't have a sect, because Chen Mo was in charge of the entire Luofeng Town, and he had recently accepted the black market, speaking of which, Chen Mo had no sect or faction.

Therefore, Chen Mo said indifferently: "Ke Yue, I have no sect now, but I am very happy that you have joined the Red Sleeve Pavilion, no matter how you say it, the Red Sleeve Pavilion is also one of the top ten forces." ”

"That's it!"

An Keyue was a little disappointed, thinking that she was rescued by Chen Mo, and asked: "Then how did you save me, I remember that I was captured by someone and then I wanted to sell it." “

After finishing speaking, An Keyue looked at Chen Mo with a serious face.

Chen Mo didn't hide it, shrugged his shoulders and said: "This is a celestial star, I went to the black market by coincidence and saw that you were being trafficked, so ...... I'll buy you with a low-grade spirit stone. “

"I see, I thought it was ......!"

When An Keyue said this, she couldn't say it anymore, what she thought in her heart should be that Zhao Hao was a hero of the world, seeing that she was in danger, and then stepping forward to save her.

In fact, it was to come forward, but it was to use the lower grade spirit stone to save her.

That is, Chen Mo is not really relying on his ability, but he has spirit stones in hand, but why did Chen Mo go to the black market and buy slaves, has Chen Mo's personality changed greatly?

No wonder An Keyue thinks so, the more she cares about a person, the more she cares about every word the other party says, and after careful scrutiny, it is easy for people to think crankily.

Seeing An Keyue's thoughts, Chen Mo shook his head, he didn't think much about it, he was now in charge of everything, and he cared about this aspect, so Chen Mo basically didn't need to rest.

An Keyue touched her hair and said with a smile: "Chen Mo, since you have no sect or faction, or I recommend you to join the sect I know, although it is not as good as the top ten sects, it is also rare, with your talent and ability, you should be able to get ahead." ”

Should!

When Chen Mo heard this, he was at a loss, with his current ability, did he still need to join the sect?

An Keyue was in a coma for too long, and she didn't know Chen Mo's brilliant achievements, otherwise, she would never invite Chen Mo to join other sects, after all, the first person to fight with the powerhouses was not a joke.

The top ten forces, who would dare to let Chen Mo be their disciple.

An Keyue actually let Chen Mo join the second-class sect, and it can be ridiculous and generous when it spreads.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't answer, An Keyue knew with affection, and said with reason: "The cultivation realm is deceitful, Chen Mo, I know that you are an alchemist and have the ability to make money." ”

"But in front of the strong, alchemists are not worth mentioning, at most they will use you to refine the pill, and you can't control your fate, so don't you feel very sad?"

Lamentable!

Chen Mo's brows furrowed faster, and when An Keyue saw this, she thought that Chen Mo was tempted.

"Chen Mo, I knew a sect when I was in the Red Sleeve Pavilion, if you don't mind, I can arrange it for you, and I guarantee that I can make you an inner disciple, what do you think?"

An Keyue assured.

Chen Mo shook his head and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but I have my own arrangements, by the way, you join the Red Sleeve Pavilion, you should go back next, right?"

Chen Mo changed the topic and didn't want to discuss the matter.

An Keyue thought that Chen Mo wanted dignity, so she didn't continue to persuade Chen Mo, but followed Chen Mo's meaning and said: "I have been away from the sect for a long time, I really want to go back, I hope you will cultivate well, I believe that we will meet one day." ”

"Well, I wish you a great success. Chen Mo returned this sentence to An Keyue as it was.

This time, it was a good old acquaintance, but An Keyue was too eye-catching and taller than others.

Thinking that he joined the Red Sleeve Pavilion, he asked Chen Mo to obey her orders.

If Chen Mo's strength is low, he may consider it.

Chen Mo has Luofeng Town, and there is no need to join other people's forces.

And An Keyue's character is like this, and Chen Mo doesn't have much to say.

An Keyue looked at Chen Mo in disappointment, wanting to see Chen Mo's intention to stay, but Chen Mo was very calm and didn't have any reluctance, after all, everyone has their own fate.

After a long time, An Keyue turned around in disappointment.

She walked out of the room step by step, looking a little listless, and secretly cursed why she had to say something to Chen Mo that hurt her self-esteem, causing Chen Mo to be unwilling to pay attention to her.

When An Keyue walked to the door, he glanced back at the room with a reluctant face, and did not see Chen Mo come out, sighing in his heart, "Do I really have to change my character, otherwise, will I be a person from a different world from him?"

"But sometimes I can't change my heart, for example, if I eat too many sesame seeds, I can't eat anything else, maybe I go back to the Red Sleeve Pavilion slave cultivation, maybe I can change my fate. ”

After An Keyue finished thinking about it, her expression was a little determined.

Eventually, she was gone.

Chen Mo, who stayed in the room, brewed a cup of thousand-year-old Tieguanyin, and then looked at An Keyue outside the wall, for some reason, he was a little worried in his heart, but a little relieved.

Everyone has their own way to go, and An Keyue's road is not with Chen Mo.

"People go to tea and cool, right and wrong, go against the sky, after all, it is a young man with a white head!"

Chen Mo sighed, drank a cup of thousand-year-old Tieguanyin, the tea actually had a touch of bitterness, his throat swallowed violently, the tea was instantly sweet, and his limbs were swirling.

"First bitter and then sweet, or that's life. Chen Mo smiled, and then left the inn.