Mu Lao said, his expression became a little dignified, he looked at me with a blank face, and said solemnly:

"There are quite a few stories about this desert pearl......

Listening to Mu Lao finally tell about Mo Yuzhu, I hurriedly held my breath and stared, my two eyes were like searchlights, staring at him intently, pricking up my ears, and waiting carefully for his next words, for fear of missing a little; Mu Lao seemed to be carefully recalling some details, and after being silent for a while, he spoke again:

"If you want to talk about this desert pearl, you have to start with its name, it-"

"You don't have to talk to her about that. ”

However, just when Mu Lao had just begun to say those things about Mo Yizhu, a familiar cold voice interrupted Mu Lao's narration very inappropriately.

Hearing the words of Bing Cube Ling's very beautiful scenery, Mu Lao and I looked up at the same time in the direction where the sound came from - I saw that at this time, Bing Cube Ling Na Guy, at some point, had already stood up from under the tree and walked to Mu Lao's side: his two hands naturally hung on both sides of his body, and his face was still as sad and joyless as ever - if it wasn't for the fact that the sky had begun to light up, seeing his zombie appearance, I would definitely shout calmly.

However, this guy's pale face turned back to its white marble whiteness, and it seemed that the state of his body had basically returned to its original state—except for a few drops of blood on his clothes and some dust on his hair, I didn't even notice that he had been a wounded man coughing up blood.

Seeing that this guy seemed to have returned to normal, I was faintly relieved at first, but then, a wave of anger "soared" and rushed from the bottom of my heart - I had always been thinking about the mysterious Mo Zhu in my heart, and today I finally met someone who understood, and it was a person who was willing to tell me the truth...... It's good now! Being interrupted by him like this, I guess Mu Lao won't tell me anything!

Thinking of this, I couldn't care about being calm or not, and I jumped up from the ground all at once. At the ice cube Ling Na, he said angrily:

"I said, why are you so arbitrary? Why do you always prevent me from knowing the truth? I know more, what's the harm to you? Why are you always like this? Cool, isn't it?"

Listening to my words, Bing Cuo Ling's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, but Mu Lao, who was sitting next to me, got up directly and said to me with a serious face:

"You girl. Don't be rude!"

Hearing Mu Lao's scolding, a lot of grievances surged up in my heart, but my stubborn temper did not allow me to bow my head, and immediately, I resisted the aggrieved urge to cry, and still stared intently at Bing Cu Ling's sad and joyless face, and said with some confidence:

"But—"

"Don't be!"

Mu Lao interrupted me harshly again. At this moment, I was completely dizzy, and I no longer stared at the ice cube, but turned away. looked at Mu Lao very puzzled:

"Why do you always speak for him?"

Mu Lao looked at my tearful look, and his stern expression eased a lot, but he still said firmly:

"Girl, don't mess around, Young Master Ling must have a reason for what he said. ”

And so it is again!

Listening to Mu Lao's words, my heart almost collapsed: why do all people trust Bing Cube Ling so much......? He does feel safe at times, but ...... It's not going to be so blind!

Thinking of this, my temper, which became more and more tenacious the more I struck, immediately completely attacked my sanity. I said hysterically, "But I have the right to know about me!"

"Got it, what can you do?"

Just when I was a little delirious with anger. Bing Cube Ling suddenly opened his mouth and said coldly.

The cold tone and his already cold voice made my anger instantly extinguished a lot by him. I stared at him blankly, and subconsciously muttered his words in my heart: how can I know it?...... yes, I know, so what?

Just when I was looking at Bing Culin's face. When he didn't know what to say, Mu Lao, who was standing on the side, said to Bing Cu Ling with some hesitation:

"You...... Are you really not going to tell her? Looking at the girl's appearance, her heart should be considered a ......."

"No need. ”

Before Mu Lao finished speaking, Bing Cube Ling Na said coldly, interrupting Mu Lao's words:

"If it weren't for the situation, I would have liked her not to know anything. ”

After that, he suddenly seemed to be a little angry, and walked down the mountain without looking back, leaving me and Li Lao standing in place, each with their own concerns.

I looked at the back of the ice cube Ling that was gradually moving away, and the more I thought about it, the more unhappy I became: You don't know anything about Lao Tzu?——?—— I want to get to the bottom of it, and figure everything out!

I made up my mind, I hurriedly ran to Mu Lao, who was still standing there thoughtfully, and tried to let him tell me what he wanted to tell me just now by being coquettish, but what made me very angry and helpless was that since Bing Cu Ling said not to let me know about Mo Mingzhu, Mu Lao immediately seemed to be a different person, and kept his mouth shut about me, no matter how I begged him, he refused to confide a word.

Seeing that his road was impassable, I kept cursing Bing Cube Ling Na in my heart, and sighed helplessly: "Alas...... Well, since you won't tell me, then I won't force it. ”

I looked up at the sky, and by this time the sun was slowly rising over the horizon - it was about five o'clock in the morning.

I squinted and looked at the morning glow in the distance—it was a sunny day, cloudless, and the blue sky was like a cloisonné, enveloping the verdant forest. Sunlight shines through the dense forest, leaving dappled shadows on the ground.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the green mountains in front of me, my heart that was originally very irritable by Bing Cu Ling gradually began to soothe, and after looking at the figure of Bing Cu Ling that disappeared at the foot of the mountain, I slowly turned around, looking at Mu Lao, who was still standing on crutches and with a sad face, I still had some immortality in my heart, so I put on a pitiful expression again and asked tentatively: "...... Can't you really tell me about Mo Yuzhu?"

Mu Lao heard me still ask tirelessly, but he didn't show any impatience, just shook his head firmly at me, and then he said a little helplessly: "Girl, actually...... Young Master Ling also has his own troubles, you don't have to blame him. ”

Seeing Mu Lao shaking his head, my face instantly collapsed, and my heart was upset, so I naturally ignored his last sentence, and said with a little anger: "If he refuses to tell me anything, then what does he come to me for?

When Mu Lao heard my words, he seemed to blurt out something, but he still held back his breath. I saw that he looked up to the sky and sighed: "The authorities have no way to go to the sky, and those who are lost have no way to enter the ground...... After that, the old man picked up his crutches and beckoned me while walking down the mountain: "Let's go, girl, let's go find Young Master Ling...... If you have any questions, just ask him, old man, but I don't dare to say more......"

Listening to Mu Lao's sigh, and then looking at Mu Lao's faltering back, I can feel the deep helplessness and embarrassment in his heart...... Therefore, I stopped bothering his old man, and hurriedly ran to him, supported him, and walked down the mountain.

As I walked, I secretly made up my mind in my heart: This time, Lao Tzu has to dig out the secret of your ice lump!

Probably seeing that I suddenly became silent, Mu Lao looked back at me as he walked, and said in a slightly worried tone:

"What's wrong, girl, mad at me?"

"Huh?" Hearing Mu Lao's words, I quickly shook my head and smiled at Mu Lao: "No, no, I understand, everyone has unspeakable secrets." ”

"Hehe, you're quite sensible. Mu Lao listened to me, and smiled a little helplessly, and then, his old man hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again:

"Alas...... Forget it, there's nothing ...... about this thing for you" (To be continued.) )