She now feels a little fine, while feeling that her own actions are a sign of a neurotic attack, and on the other hand, she wants to insist on persevering, last night, she was worried about today, she changed her mind, and specially carved a row of small words on her legs, reminding herself that even if she is confused or hesitates, she must stick to this thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She took a deep breath and picked up the dagger, adding a new wound to her leg.

Xiangyang City because of the existence of the Tower of Babel, has always been a gathering place for martial arts people, its degree of prosperity, not a few points worse than the Imperial City, Mo Qiqi more people entered the city, found an inn to stay, once inquired, only to find that it is not difficult to enter the Tower of Babel, after all, the Tower of Babel opens every year, open for so many years, every year to enter 1,200 people, sometimes the number is not enough, the Li family also selected some people from their own disciples to go in to fill the number.

A few people went to register, and after a few rough moves with the martial artist of the Li family, they obtained the qualification to enter the tower, and the steward of the Li family told them with a smile: "The Tower of Babel is opened on the fifteenth day of every month, and you can enter the tower at that time, remember to come early." ”

A few people thanked him, and Mo Qiqi was a little puzzled: "This Babel Tower is too easy to enter, right?" I always feel that as long as I know a few tricks, I can get in, and the Li family has such a good resource, why is it not easy to make use of it?"

Ye Jiyang said: "If you really use the Tower of Babel to make a profit, then I am afraid that you may not be able to convince the public, and you will not be excluded." ”

"Oh, what do you want to do with this, they have earned such a good reputation, what is not satisfied, let's go shopping. Qiu Sike was really tired of being crooked on the boat, and he couldn't wait to play as soon as he came.

Mo Qiqi was dragged all the way by her, bought a bunch of messy things, and when he returned to the inn, he only felt extremely tired, fell into bed, and fell asleep, and at dawn the next day, he was dragged up by Qiu Sike to watch the city lord's mansion to welcome his relatives, looking at the red makeup for ten miles, and walking through the mighty way, Qiu Sike held his chin and yearned: "When I get married, I will have such a big pomp." ”

"If you get married, the pomp will definitely be bigger than this. Ye Jiyang stood behind and suddenly spoke.

"Cousin, don't comfort me. Qiu Sike kicked his feet and said nonchalantly: "I'm not the daughter of the City Lord's Mansion, where can there be such a big pomp." ”

"Who said you weren't ......" Ye Jiyang received half of his words, suddenly froze, a edge, and then some indescribable loss: "That's right...... You're not ......."

He knocked on his head, only to feel that he was probably influenced by Mo Qiqi, and began to talk nonsense, but fortunately, Qiu Sike has always been optimistic and was not affected by his words, and he was still interested in discussing with Li Jiuge what style of wedding dress and what color to embroider.

Mo Qiqi looked at Li Jiuge, who was still wearing bright red clothes, and when discussing the wedding dress with Qiu Sike, she occasionally showed shyness, and only felt that she was a little strange, she shouldn't be like this.

But what is it?

Looking at the pair of mandarin ducks in the Linshui River who are not afraid of passers-by and still show their affection, and then look at Li Jiuge and Ye Jiyang, who occasionally intertwine their eyebrows and reveal a little affection, she always feels a little unspeakably disobedient.

She didn't know about others, but if it was Li Jiuge, she should definitely not be a mandarin duck, she ...... It should be a phoenix bathed in fire, with outstanding demeanor and wanton publicity.

Mo Qiqi clenched his fists, excused himself to go to the thatched house, and burned another row of small characters on his legs.

She felt that her memory must have been tampered with by someone.

She can't even recall now, when she first crossed the mountains to the town, the mood along the way, no, it's not that she can't recall, she always feels that the memories she recalls now are not her real mood at that time, but her moments of doubt are becoming less and less, and she often feels like a patient who is taking medicine, and her condition is gradually improving.

There are still a few days before the fifteenth, taking advantage of the time, a few people in the city's major inns and restaurants around, want to collect some useful information about the Tower of Babel, since it is to break into the tower, it must be to go to the highest place, knowing oneself and knowing the other, it is better than catching blind in two eyes.

But I don't know if those people are sweeping their brooms or how to drop, they are vague when they ask, occasionally ask two, and what they say is not the same, for a while the fire and the wind, it looks like it is played in the play, and seeing that there is really nothing to detect, a few people have to give up, practice swordsmanship in the inn, and leave a good state to be considered a preparation for war.

Fifteen soon arrived, and several people waited outside the Tower of Babel in the morning, which was a nine-story tower with an all-black appearance and made of unknown materials.

Hey, what do you mean by "with this level of productivity?"

That's it, probably convulsions again.

Now she looks at the strange thoughts that occasionally pop up from herself, and she is basically in a feeling of letting go of herself and completely ignoring it, but every day at night, she still insists on carving words on her legs, if nothing else, probably belonging to a kind of fearless persistence of a middle two girl.

What the hell is the "second girl"?

Seeing Mo Qiqi shaking his head, Li Jiuge asked with concern, "Are you unwell?"

"Nope. She was embarrassed to say that she was in the second grade, but said: "I just sighed at the majesty of this tower." ”

"Definitely. Li Jiu Ge nodded.

The morning light appeared, the door on the first floor of the Tower of Babel creaked open, it felt like opening an old tower that had not been opened for a hundred years, the dust was flying in the sky, Mo Qiqi covered his mouth and nose, and looked at the person standing at the door, dressed in white, the ink hair was scattered and drooping, it looked very Sven, but he always felt like a dormant giant beast, swishing with invisible black gas.

The steward of the Li family is probably accustomed to this kind of scene, and stepped forward with a smile, and said: "Congratulations to this hero, I think the receipt is a lot, the Li Mansion has prepared a banquet to celebrate the hero, and the hero will follow the servant to take the first step." ”

The man nodded "um" and stepped out of the Tower of Babel, as soon as he came out, the aura on his body was all converged, not dispersed, but converged, just like a man-eating monster draped a human skin on his body, covering his hideous appearance, and turned into a harmless human animal.

Mo Qiqi looked at the shallow smile on the corner of the guy's mouth, walked in the faint light, frowned slightly, and always felt ...... It's like I've seen it somewhere.

But where have you seen it?

She thought about it carefully, but she really couldn't dig through the stars and traces of this person in her memory.