Under the poor skills of the donkey, Mo Tong, who was about to write a few more words, was stunned when he heard this, his indifferent and indifferent eyes flickered a little, and a strange light flashed away, and he quickly recovered his coldness, looked at Bai Shou indifferently, forcibly endured the tremor in his heart, and pretended not to know why;

"The first poem Mo Tong made for me is called: Sacrifice Memories!"

Bai Shou, who was sensitive, keenly noticed that the change in Mo Tong's eyes, although it was only for a short moment, was still captured by her, and that scene made her excited, but Mo Tong's posture of pretending not to know made her confused again, and she threw out her hole cards unwillingly;

The crisp and pleasant sound was like a fairy plucking the strings and playing a peerless fairy sound, but when it fell into Mo Tong's ears, it was like a thunderbolt roaring on a sunny day, the flat ground was muffled and thundering, and the cold and indifferent gaze suddenly became as sharp as a knife, staring at Bai Shou deadly, as if to see her through;

"Drunk to buy dreams and memories without makeup,

Wake up and regret the epiphany to the moon!

The fish is full of tears, Jiang Qing is gone,

The soul of the Wind and Frost Tomb is broken!"

Bai Shou's eyes were blurred, with the color of memory, with a soft and almost dreamlike voice, reciting the poems made by Mo Tong back then, remembering her at that time, through this poem, she felt Mo Tong's love for him for the first time, but because of Mo Li's existence, she was unintentionally forgotten;

"Impossible!"

Mo Tong couldn't help but exclaim after hearing this, he clearly remembered that Bai Shou and Mo Li at that time had already gone away, otherwise, how could he dare to be so bold and reckless back then, reciting such poems that violated etiquette, and his voice was very low at that time, he didn't believe that others knew;

"You say it's impossible, is it because, you think I didn't hear it, but unfortunately, you are wrong, since it is a poem specially written for me, how can I not hear it, I am inseparable from the mortal womb with the naked eye, after all, it is different, so I heard it all, and I remembered it in my heart!"

Bai Shou said a little proudly, at this moment, she was already completely sure that the person opposite was Mo Tong, although she didn't know why Mo Tong became what he is today, and miraculously came back from the dead, but she knew that he was not dead, he was still alive!

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo Tong asked in a deep voice when he heard this, Bai Shou said that Mo Li was a mortal fetus with the naked eye, he admitted it, but because of this, he was suspicious and wary, he didn't believe that Bai Shou, who was like glue and love like glue and love like fire, would say so about her husband in front of a former subordinate, so what is she?

"I'm Baishou, are you Mo Tong?"

When Bai Shou heard this, she was suddenly full of doubts, she really didn't understand, it had already reached this point, why did Mo Tong ask such an inexplicable question again, especially the suspicion and vigilance revealed in the words, which made her even more depressed, so she asked rhetorically;

"Forget your feelings!"

When Mo Tong heard this, his eyes changed sharply, flashing complicated, doubts arose, he struggled up and down, full of confusion, and finally his divine light flickered, shattering all confusion, his eyes returned to cold and indifferent, forcibly endured the pain in his heart, and repeated his earlier words in a tone without a trace of emotion;

"Forgetfulness?"

When Bai Shou heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, on the beautiful face, a trace of smile that had just floated up quietly solidified, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and changed into an unbelievable expression, she murmured softly, chewed carefully, and figured out the meaning of the word "forgetfulness";

"I said, you two, why did you go around in a big circle and go back to the beginning?"

Yang Liu's voice sounded abruptly, his words were full of doubts, simple-minded, unemployed, and had not set foot in the red dust, only with a shallow understanding of the human language, of course, he was once again dizzy by the two people Bai Shou and Mo Tong, so he complained;

"If you don't know each other, let's just take back our mana at the same time, disperse the magic spells, and stop here!"

Another shouting, but did not get the slightest response, seeing that neither of the two of them paid attention to him, Yang Liu, who knew his own suffering, had to turn to the nearest Bai Shou for help, he lost his origin demon body, the speed of mana recovery was pitiful, and he was naturally unwilling to waste in vain;

"Let's stop it!"

Bai Shou looked at Mo Tong with complicated eyes, the doubts and grievances in his heart accounted for half of each other, and when he heard Yang Liu's shout, she was the same demon clan as Yang Liu, and the nine-life demon fox who was known for her intelligence and cunning was naturally aware of Yang Liu's embarrassing situation at this time, so she opened her mouth to propose to Mo Tong;

Mo Tong didn't answer when he heard this, he just nodded silently, urging his divine thoughts to give up the control of the characters, and let the detached mana dissipate between heaven and earth, and return to nothingness.

"Mo Tong!"

As soon as Bai Shou and Yang Liu dispersed the magic spell and withdrew the remaining demonic power, they saw Mo Tong's behavior of turning away, Bai Shou couldn't help but call, she hoped that Mo Tong could turn back, she wanted to know what happened to him? Why did the white jade brush end up in his hand? Where was he going?

"Mo Tong is dead! Poor and forgetful! Say goodbye! See you again!"

Mo Tong finished speaking without looking back, put away the Xuanlong jade pen and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers inkstone, stretched his limbs, jumped up, stretched his arms, leaped in the air, and quickly left the valley, his mind was chaotic, he didn't know how to face the two white heads, so he had to flee in a hurry, choosing to avoid it;

"Forgetfulness! Can you forget it? Ruthlessness? Do you have it? Mo Tong! Why don't you refuse to recognize me? Why?"

Bai Shou watched Mo Tong fly away, and shouted at his back unwillingly, but unfortunately he didn't get any response;

"Mo Tong, forgetfulness, how many names does he have?"

Yang Liu's voice full of doubts sounded in Bai Shou's ears;

"Bai Shou! Yang Liu, why do we all have one name?"

When Bai Shou heard this, the depressed emotions in his heart were suddenly relieved, and he stroked his forehead with his hand that couldn't laugh and laughed, and shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to take advantage of this to empty the chaotic and complicated doubts.

"This package should be his, so just right, so that I can quietly follow and see why he is deliberately pretending not to recognize me, whether he has any unspeakable hardships, or is he really forgetful and ruthless!"

Bai Shou lifted the package on the ground, didn't even care about looking at it, so he urged the demon power, stretched his body, and flew towards the direction where Mo Tong left. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bai Shou, why are we chasing him?"

"Willow, let me be quiet, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Shut up!"

...... (To be continued.) )