In the afternoon of the same day, Mo Tong found an opportunity, taking advantage of Bai Shou to go back to the room to rest, when Mo Li was alone, he pressed the entanglement in his heart, in order to completely cut off the thoughts in his heart, and in order to bless Bai Shou and Mo Li, he made up his mind and stopped Mo Li who was proud of the spring breeze again:

"Childe!"

Mo Li's face was sallow, his steps were vain, he suddenly heard his voice, he turned his head blankly, his feet staggered, and he almost fell to the ground, and Mo Tong, who was quick-eyed, stretched out his hand and held it, Mo Li barely stood up straight, frowned slightly, and asked in a weak voice:

"What?"

Mo Tong first supported Mo Li with one hand to stand firmly, and then took out the white jade brush from his arms, which was precious and heavy, releasing a trace of coolness, and carefully handed it over, forcibly suppressed the reluctance that flashed in his heart, and said softly with a sincere face:

"The small one has followed the son for many years, thanks to the love of the son, the great kindness, and has not repaid, coinciding with the son's wedding, the small one occasionally got a treasure, and wanted to dedicate it to the son on the same day, but the son was drunk that day, and was anxious to spend candles in the cave room, and the small one was helpless, so he had to stay at this time!"

Mo Li saw this white jade brush, at a glance, this thing is by no means extraordinary, under the sunlight, faintly, there is a divine light circulation, different colors, faint ink fragrance, rushing to the face, refreshing, hearing the words stretched out to take it, is even more overjoyed;

From the moment he took the white jade brush, as if there was a sense of coolness, along the barrel of the pen, into the whole body, in the meridians, his originally weak body, after a few breaths, was full of strength, feeling clear and clear, energetic, unprecedented comfort;

"Huh?"

Mo Li, who was suspected of being an illusion, stood up, like a toddler, tentatively walked a few steps, perceiving the weakness of his body, gradually subsided, and suddenly became overjoyed, looking at Mo Tong who was standing aside, slightly puzzled, Mo Li felt for the first time that this Mo Tong looked very pleasing to the eye;

Mo Li, who was overjoyed, Huo Ran turned around, turned around, and wanted to praise Mo Tong's deeds of offering treasures, but after turning around, when he saw Mo Tong's face, he suddenly remembered something, and was stunned in place, falling into deep thought:

He is a little scholar, raised by the Mo family since he was a child, how can he come to such treasures, say it is theft, think about it, he doesn't have that ability, let alone that dog guts, if not, then this kid, what kind of treasure he got, swallowed it privately, well!

Thinking of this, Mo Li chuckled and looked at Mo Tong, with a strange face, a playful smile, and asked in a weird way:

"Where did you get these treasures, can you tell my son?"

The honest and honest Mo Tong was already confused by Mo Li, those several changes in his face, so when he heard Mo Li's inquiry, he was wishful thinking in his heart, self-righteous, and consciously knew a little, and he was accompanied by a smiling face at the moment, telling the truth without scruples, completely ignoring the old man's original warning:

"That day in the town of Wuxia, the little stupid, missed the curfew, slept outside the city, in the middle of the night, it seemed to be infested by ghosts, fortunately an old fairy, appeared to rescue, and gave this immortal treasure, saying that it can turn evil into good fortune and protect people's lives!"

When Mo Li heard this, he looked abusive, circled around Mo Tong, looked up and down, and thought in his heart:

This kid still wants to deceive this son, just with his careful thoughts, how can he fight, this son's intelligence, he was born as the Mo family, and died as the soul of the Mo family, and now he has even got a treasure, and he dares to dare to swallow it privately, and only offer a mere one, I really don't know what to do;

If it weren't for this treasure, the effect was extraordinary, I'm afraid, it would really let him fool the past, fortunately, this son is incomparably intelligent, saw through his little tricks, and saw through his careful thinking, if he really didn't see the coffin and didn't cry, then don't blame this son, ruthless!

Thinking of this, Mo Li stood still, stopped behind Mo Tong, looked at the back of the slightly bowed body, thinking about him in the past, looking like a groveling minion, sneered, and began to coerce and seduc:

"Hehe, I said Mo Tong! You also followed Ben Gongzi, for so many years, Ben Gongzi's character, you should know a little bit, Ben Gongzi has always hated those villains who deceive the superiors and subordinates, think about it, you shouldn't let Ben Gongzi down, right?"

Mo Tong was dazed by Mo Li's inexplicable words, but with years of experience, he still heard Mo Li's anger from that cold tone, and although he was a little unclear, he still made habitual movements;

"Poof!"

turned around, knelt down, like a peer, in one go, secretly guessing in his heart, frightened and inexplicable;

"Bang bang bang!"

Kowtowed three times in a row, knocked his head black, and blood loomed, so he had the courage to open his mouth tentatively and ask the question in his heart:

"Childe! The little kind-hearted treasure! I don't know where to provoke the child's unhappiness, and please make it clear that the little one must change it when he knows his mistakes, and never make it again! If the son wants to be punished, the little one is willing to accept it, and please ask the child, forgive the villain's ignorance, don't be like the villain!"

When Mo Li heard this, he was furious, turned his hands back, condescendingly, looked at Mo Tong's innocent, pitiful expression, a pair of eyes full of majesty, stared at Mo Tong's eyes full of confusion, and suddenly scolded:

"Okay, you're a Mo Tong! I'm really obsessed, since you want this son to make it clear, then good, this son will fulfill you, of course, read in the past, this son hopes that you can recruit from the truth, don't let this son down again, otherwise, don't blame this son for being ruthless;"

Mo Li looked bitter on the surface, and after his posture, he shouted angrily, and used both grace and power, wanting to force Mo Tong to submit and ask where the empty treasure was:

"Say! This white jade brush! Where did you get it? Don't use the words given by the gods to fool this son! Just because you are a little scholar, how can you be valued by the so-called old immortals, and give such a heavy treasure, you really can't be stupid as this son! Hmph!"

When Mo Tong heard this, he was immediately alert, and had a bad premonition, for the meaning of Mo Li's words, vaguely, he comprehended, the old man's words of warning haunted his heart at the moment, but he couldn't match the deafening in his ears, and his heart suddenly gave birth to infinite grievances, and tears of justification:

If the son does not believe it, the villain can swear by the sky, if there is half a lie, dare to have the slightest heart to deceive the child, the villain will hit five thunders in the sky, and he will not die!"

As Mo Tong spoke, his face was full of sincerity, he raised his right hand and raised his middle three fingers, and his hoarse cry filled the boundless and endless park, floating between heaven and earth, but he could only be humble, in exchange for Mo Li's indifferent and ruthless gaze. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info