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In the midst of the surrounding turmoil and noisy noise, a clear and ethereal voice passed through the distance between the crowd and the space and reached Mo Jun's ears, he only felt that this voice seemed familiar, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a shadow standing out from the crowd.

The woman who said this came to Mo Jun with elegant and small steps, looked at the feminine man on the ground like a dead mouse with a look of pity, and said: "I saw that you have not returned for a long time, so I came to look for your traces, but I didn't expect to watch a good show of forced buying and selling, Nangong Gongzi." ”

The feminine man called Nangong Gongzi hurriedly got up after hearing the woman's voice, and wiped his face with his sleeve, but he didn't know that his face was even more gray and staggered, as if he was rolling in the mud. And Mo Jun understood a little bit in his heart after seeing this woman who was as slender as a narcissus, and he no longer pursued Nangong Gongzi's actions, but asked like the woman.

"If you have a spirit stone, lend me something. ”

The crowd of onlookers was dumbfounded on the spot, the man who beat people and the woman who interceded seemed to know each other and didn't say anything, how could they borrow money after they met without saying a word? According to common sense, shouldn't they go to the restaurant and tea shop to develop their feelings after a few words?

Sure enough, even the woman couldn't help but roll her eyes as charming as a flower: "How can you borrow money when you come up like this? ”

"Or you buy that pair of hairpins, so that I will spare this coward by your side. Mo Jun chuckled, put away the white frost flame, and looked at the person in front of him. This woman is none other than Wu Ni's sister, Mo Jun's comrade-in-arms in the killing mission, and Princess Wu Qianmeng. Thinking of the family power behind her, it is not surprising that she can travel with this Nangong Gongzi, but she didn't expect the person she chose to be so strange.

The old monk slipped aside at the beginning of the conflict and complained about how to go on with such a mess of the auction. Therefore, when Wu Qianmeng asked for the pair of hairpins at the price of ending this riot and two thousand spirit stones, he directly asked people to bring them over without thinking about it. Fortunately, when the onlookers saw that the scene had calmed down, they lost their minds to watch the excitement and dispersed, so they returned a clean place.

And Princess Mei came to Mo Jun with two steps, one long and one short, pinched the ice bone butterfly wing hairpin in her hand, and chuckled: "What, don't you put it on for me personally?"

Mo Jun shook his head, took the hairpin, ignored Wu Qianmeng's resentful eyes, and leaned down to comb his sister's hair, while Mo Ying squinted slightly, enjoying Mo Jun's service very much. As the scenes in the depths of his memory continued to replay in front of him, Mo Jun's movements became more and more skillful, and finally, on the long black hair that had been gathered together, Mo Jun gently put the ice bone hanging feather step on it.

But there are some things that can't be let go after all.

Many years ago, in Mofu Baifuzhong, the girl in front of him who was regarded as his sister sat in front of him with squinted eyes, her soft and fragrant long hair slipped between his fingers, and he was too tired to comb her long hair over and over again, and his eyes were as gentle as now. Finally, a flower-like hairpin is pinned to the girl's head.

Just like it is now.

patted the head of the satisfied Mo Ying, and Mo Jun stood up and said to Wu Qianmeng, who seemed to have an understanding: "Why, the long hairpin won't give it to me?"

"Don't give it. Wu Qianmeng shook the hairpin twice in front of Mo Jun as if angry, and then put it into his personal space, and snorted coldly: "That hairpin is for Sister Sakura, why do you want to give it to you?

If it was in the past, Mo Jun really didn't know why the girl in front of him was talking to him with such anger, but after the battle of Bi Fang, while regaining the acquired demon pupil in the illusion, the memories of being the young master of the Mo family in the previous life also poured into his mind, which made him know that he was carrying so many worries and fetters.

"Qianmeng, you listen to me. Facing the familiar and unfamiliar Wu Qianmeng in front of him, Mo Jun suddenly knew where the powerlessness he felt when he faced her in the killing mission came from, "The Mo family is dead, leaving me alive alone, and you have the right to treat that marriage contract as a joke..."

- Smack

"It's useless for you to slap me. Mo Jun covered his face and said to himself: "I know that the dancer doesn't care about you, but erasing the marriage contract with a deceased family shouldn't be a problem, after all, it is related to the dancer's face..."

- Smack!

", you're not finished!" Mo Jun, who was slapped for the second time, ignored the strange eyes cast by others, walked straight forward and held the slender jade hand of Wu Qianmeng in his palm, and said fiercely: "I have been reincarnated, you just forget that I am the treacherous Chen Shimei, what kind of awkward temper is playing here!"

Looking closer, Mo Jun found that Wu Qianmeng's breathtaking water spirit eyes were filled with tears, as if the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes in the next moment were stiffly held in her heart. The girl known as the charming princess stared at Mo Jun for a long time with tears in her eyes, and Rao is Mo Jun couldn't bear such a violent damage output, so she was suddenly defeated, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you bought me these two hairpins, just treat it as a debt I owe you, creditor, you should wipe your tears, so many people are watching." ”

I don't know if it's because of the audience on the street or for other reasons, Wu Qianmeng, who wiped away her tears and had a slightly red face, raised her head and said to Mo Jun like a proud peacock: "Ah, since you all kneel down and beg me to take you as a slave, then I will be disrespectful." ”

There was a joyful sound at the end of the words, but Mo Jun's cold sweat spread all over his body in an instant, and before he could say anything, he heard an extremely sad word from the side, it was the Nangong Gongzi who lost his mind and said: "Qianmeng, didn't you say that as long as I am a slave?"

"Oh, why are you still here?" Wu Qianmeng had already regained his smiling appearance, and said with a slightly surprised tone: "I already have this Mo Gongzi, I don't need you anymore, please go back." ”

When Nangong Gongzi heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground with a thud and shouted angrily: "No! Qianmeng, you can't do this to me! What is so good about that man, he is even missing an arm!"

"Now, don't worry about him, let's go talk to the store over there. As if avoiding the dirty water on the ground, he threw away Nangong Gongzi, who wanted to hug his thighs, Wu Qianmeng pulled up Mo Jun's sleeve and walked against the flow of people on the overcrowded street, while Mo Jun grabbed his confused sister and little maid and then kept sighing: How many bad fates did he create in his last life.

...

"These two little ones, tsk. Shaking his head, Tingzhi looked at the bustling market outside the window, but there was no smile on his face, but he took a sullen sip of wine. Behind him is a modern room that is incompatible with the ancient architecture of the Invitation Moon Building, with rows of file shelves and bookcases, and Confucian Tingzhi squatting on a sliding chair looking out the window, behind the sliding chair is a large wooden table, on which a person is clicking on the keyboard.

After a long time, Tingren, who was wearing a white shirt and a black tie and a pair of eyes, raised his head and said angrily: "If you have time to peep at the juniors there and talk about love, why don't you come and help me sort out and analyze the movements of the ghost clan army this time." ”

"What else is there to analyze. He took another sip of wine, but found that the wine jug that was still full just now had dried up, and this kind of small action needless to say He also knew that Tingren did it, so he had to say slowly: "The big deal is to reorganize tens of thousands of ghost soldiers, divide and surround the five fortresses around the Great Array of the Indian Realm, and then launch a fierce attack while the reinforcements are blocked, they have been fighting for hundreds of years, and they have not seen a change of tricks, what is there to guess?"

"This time it's different!" Tingren slammed the table, and even the keyboard rattled: "I just took advantage of the heavenly opportunity to deduce, and found that the number of calamities in Hades' expedition this time is quite large, but they are all tied to the four-point variable, I call it the robbery eye." ”

"Eye-snatching, you've been making weird things all day. Ting Zhi stroked his windswept hair, and said with a blank eye: "There are hearing and listening guards in the Great Array of the Indian Realm, there shouldn't be any problems, unless..."

"Impossible, right?!" Tingzhi jumped up and down like a child in front of Tingren, pulled his hair and said, "I've been asleep for so long, that old thing won't come out to make a fuss, right?!"

"That's him. Tingren ignored the childish behavior of the Confucian Immortal in front of him, because even he wanted to pull his hair and paste Na Laoshzi Tianji with a keyboard at this time, but in the end he still resisted this impulse, stabilized his emotions and said: "But fortunately, what came out this time should be a wisp of distraction from the old thief, and this distraction is one of the four variables." ”

Hearing this, Tingzhi quieted down, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "There are not many variables that can be compared to the Ghost Emperor's distraction, I'm afraid there are not many in this world, I'm afraid that all forces will gather in this battle of sealing ghosts in the Seal Realm." ”

"Except for those foreign visitors, there are actually a few wealthy families who have sent their clansmen to the town to stop. Tingren waved his mouse and pulled up a document from the computer: "The Li family and the Nangong family in Dugu City, the Wei family in Yin Yang Valley, and many small families and scattered cultivators who have come to see the opportunity. This war, which has not yet officially begun, has already gathered half of the monks in the world, and if there is any accident that causes a large number of casualties among the Terran monks, this battle may be the second major disaster after the Scarlet Illusion Realm!"

"That's why you're so concerned about these four variables, do you have someone in mind?" Hearing Zhiwenyan nodded frequently, but his hand was pulling the keyboard and mouse in Tingren's hand everywhere, "Alas, you have too many things on the desktop, I'll help you clean it up." ”

"There is no candidate, I can only be sure that one of the variables is that the ghost emperor is distracted. Tingren slapped Tingzhi's dishonest hands away and said indifferently: "But I already know what the carrier of the variable is." ”

"Huh?" Hearing Zhi, he was stunned, and his face became gloomy: "I seem to know." ”

"Seven years ago, those four were scattered all over the world... Abyssal crystallization. ”