"Before?"

In the past, Lin Mo, you were like a pearl, the blooming light caught people off guard, the Wang family and Lu Haotian were all trampled under your feet," Su Xinhe said softly, a complicated look appeared in his eyes, "Since that time, I have been studying hard, I hope to surpass you, and I hope to ...... when I face you again." ”

"But now, I understand that I have made all my efforts, worked hard to enter the upper circle at Harvard, studied hard, learned communication, socializing, ability, and skill, and achieved many things, and even made me proud for a while, and your light dimmed in my heart, but now I know that I was very wrong, and you made me feel like a mountain!"

Su Xinhe said seriously.

Lin Mo was also slightly surprised, he didn't expect that the events of that year would change the trajectory of a girl's life.

"Now I feel like everything is in the past, thank you for today's events. Su Xinhe smiled.

"We are friends, and when you are in danger, I can't die without help. Lin Mo smiled.

On this night. Both untied the knot at the same time.

"But I'm really curious, who the hell are you, and how did you suddenly become so powerful?"

Su Xinhe looked at Lin Mo with burning eyes, hoping to see this mysterious teenager clearly.

"Who am I?"

A touch of bitterness appeared at the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, if he hadn't been thrown into the sea at the beginning, maybe he was just a recent college graduate now, looking hard for a job, and living a boring and ordinary life like most people.

Lin Mo raised his head and looked at the sky shrouded in darkness, the bright stars shining like diamonds.

"Come!" Lin Mo waved his right hand, and a colorful horse practice flew into the night sky, which was extremely gorgeous in the dark sky, and the seven-colored horse training was like a rainbow, unfolding in the black night sky, and suddenly turned into a colorful phoenix flying in the sky, and suddenly turned into a golden dragon dancing in the sky, and the flame unicorn controlled the thunderclouds, and all kinds of illusions were born, which was beautiful.

Su Xinhe raised her head, her eyes reflected the brilliant picture of the sky, and she was stunned.

Immediately, these things suddenly disappeared again, a majestic palace appeared above the sky, auspicious clouds surrounded, strange beasts soared through the clouds, a white jade tower stood in the classical and magnificent palace, the tower body was like a white jade carved general, crystal clear.

"Is this the fairy world?"

Su Xinhe muttered to herself.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, the immortals touch my top, and give immortality!"

Lin Mo stood on his back, raised his head slightly, looked up at the starry sky, and muttered to himself.

Su Xinhe glanced at him, this poem was written by Li Shixian, and the meaning of this poem is very simple: I am not a mortal, I will be an immortal!

Su Xinhe opened his mouth slightly, could it be that Lin Mo was an immortal who had strayed into the mortal world?

"I'll go first, and we'll see you again. Lin Mo opened his mouth and said, at this time, the illusion in the sky gradually disappeared, and the sky returned to its original appearance again, night, stars.

A clear blue rainbow light pierced the night, as if tearing a hole in the black cloth, revealing the clear blue sky behind him, Lin Mo stepped on the sword to resist the wind, and gradually disappeared from Su Xinhe's field of vision. In the quiet garden, the corners of Su Xinhe's mouth hooked up a shallow smile, and she turned around and walked towards her room, "Xiaoyue helped me book a plane ticket, I suddenly want to go home." ”

Located on the outskirts of Chicago, there is a remote villa area, which was developed and stranded for some reason, resulting in this area becoming an unfinished building, and naturally, those built villas cannot be sold.

The real estate development company is called Xingao Real Estate Group, which is the real estate company owned by the Morgan family.

The villa is surrounded by dense one-meter-tall weeds that envelop almost all the buildings, a bit like a post-apocalyptic wilderness city.

At this time, in the distant sky, a black light pierced the sky, landed on this unfinished villa area, stopped for a moment, and immediately flew towards a villa in the center of the villa area.

Falling outside the villa was a middle-aged man with black wings on his back, slightly curly hair, a Chinese face, and his hands hanging weakly on his sides.

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, containing endless anger, and the wings that grew behind his back without feathers gradually twisted and retracted, making an extremely strange sound, all of which were withdrawn into his body, and the two wounds on his back were gradually closed, without a trace.

"Damn the Huaxia, I'll definitely kill you. ”

The man let out a low roar of angry scolding, and immediately looked at the gate of the villa in front of him, his expression became a little more respectful, "Master, Morgan asks to see." ”

In the quiet villa area, there are only some insects chirping and the sound of the wind blowing weeds, and the atmosphere is unusually weird and scary.

The villa in front of Morgan was silent for a moment, and an ancient voice came out, "Come in, my child." ”

Morgan dared to approach the villa, pushed open the door of the villa with one hand, and strode in.

There is no imaginary clutter in the villa, and you can still see many flowers and plants planted in the garden in front of the villa, but they are only well cared for.

"The hosts. Morgan swept across the garden and strode into the living room of the villa, where a thin old man with gray hair and a hunched body was facing away from him.

Morgan stood respectfully in the living room, with a look of adoration and humility on his face, and bent down.

There is extreme awe of the old man in front of him, who seems to be dying. In the living room there are some old wooden furniture, each of which is an antique-level existence, and there is even a very old piano with music scores on it, which is obviously used regularly, and next to the old man, there are several bookshelves, which are piled up with all kinds of books, from the face of the books

Color discrimination, apparently also some years.

"Son, I'm glad you came to see me. ”

The old man turned to a face like dead tree bark with a smile on his face, and a pair of large-framed reading glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose.

"The host, Harmon...... He's dead!" Morgan began, his voice shaking.

The old man did not speak, and was silent for a few seconds, which undoubtedly seemed like a century to Morgan.

"Harmon is dead......? However, he is also one of the few people chosen by the ancestor, and he is not the most talented. The old man said slowly, "Oh, you seem to be injured too?"

"He was injured by a Chinese man, and his strength is very strong. Morgan nodded, his eyes resentful.

The old man put down a book in his hand, and immediately walked to the side and stretched out his hand to press it on a bronze wall lamp, a row of bookcases made a gurgling sound, and moved sideways from the right, and there was actually a huge iron cage hidden inside, and several young men and girls were locked in it, with frightened expressions on their faces.

The excitement continues tomorrow.

(End of chapter)