"White ink, huh?" Luo Shaobai Chongzhi smiled slightly, "I've been looking for you for a long time." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "She also knows that this smell has turned to ashes, and it really takes no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find them."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Bai Mo leaned on the wall, spread his hands and said: "I have never known this son, I don't know what the son is looking for?" ”

"I can't imagine that Bai Gongzi is young, but his memory is so bad, how can it be said that he has never known each other in Xia, and when he was in the cave, he got a lot of favor from Bai Gongzi." Luo Shaobai was not annoyed, and explained word by word, and said the word 'grace' very deeply.

As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a strange light in Bai Mo's eyes, and he immediately said with a smile: "The matter of Fang Cai is also a helpless move, and I hope that the son is not strange." ”

Although she covered it up very well, she still couldn't escape Luo Shaobai's eyes, and she couldn't be wrong with that flash of incomprehension, that kind of facial micro-expression pretended to be unpretend. Luo Shaobai looked it up and down again, could it be that someone else attacked her?

Looking at his dress, he is not like a servant but not like a master, at this time, there are only so many people who can enter this Moling. First, the Momen rebel generals led by Mo Qingxuan, but judging from Modi's expression, he had obviously never seen this person. The second is the team that Mao Rou talked about mysteriously disappearing, and in terms of the other party's skill cultivation, it is very possible. Third, it is the target she wants to search for this time, the Eighth Highness who died young.

Of course, the last possibility cannot be ruled out, the team that mysteriously disappeared is the people of the Eighth Highness. Even if the likelihood is close to zero.

Although Tianjiao has fallen, the story never ends. The barren land belongs to the junction of the three kingdoms of Chuyou, Nanchi, and Xize, a veritable 'three regardless' zone, where all forces gather, killing constantly, poisonous fog and obstacle, and no grass grows. It is rumored that His Royal Highness Eighth died of a sequelae due to a poisonous miasma soon after he first arrived, but fortunately he was favored by a large number of forces, so he was able to survive; It is also rumored that this Eighth Highness first arrived soon after he mastered a ghost army by chance, and whenever night fell, he would hear that the barren mountains and mountains were fighting ghosts, but because of the method he had done was too much yang power, this Eighth Highness has been languishing and sick since then, and over time he has left the root of the disease.

The two rumors can be said to be very different, but one thing is extremely similar, this Eighth Highness is not in good health, and may not even know martial arts.

Moreover, judging from the news from the palace, this Eighth Highness is indeed not very good at internal force cultivation, and it is completely by relying on his extraordinary talent and wisdom that he can barely gain a foothold in the barren land.

It's just that things in the world are indistinguishable from reality, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, if someone deliberately confuses the public, the truth is adulterated, and the truth is brought in the falsehood, this matter is really not clear, I thought that this Eighth Highness was just a little smart, but now it doesn't seem like that!

Luo Shaobai quietly looked at the man in white who claimed to be Bai Mo in front of him, and finally Chong Zhi smiled slightly, "Bai Mo, can this son tell you a story?" ”

Bai Mo was slightly stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine Luo Shaobai was selling in this gourd.

The story is very long, Luo Shaobai fortunately sat down everywhere, "Once upon a time, there was a little boy born in a big family, who was talented and intelligent and loved by his parents, and was expected to become the patriarch of the next generation of the family, who knew that when he was thirteen years old," Speaking of this, Luo Shaobai glanced at Bai Mo, and then said, "The little boy killed the mother of the clan for some reason, which shocked the whole clan for a while, and his father, who was the patriarch, was even more furious, but the capital crime was avoided for the sake of his own flesh and blood, but the living crime was inescapable, So he expelled him from his family and relegated him to a place of utter desolation, where the little boy spent the most terrible period of his life, bloodshed, killing, and calculating, where man took off all the cloak of civilization and returned to the most primitive instincts, the law of the jungle, and did nothing more than the word 'life', where it was the real purgatory on earth. ”

After Luo Shaobai finished speaking, he looked at Bai Mo with a faint expression, "Bai Gongzi, do you think my story is quite exciting?" ”

Bai Mo stared at Luo Shaobai calmly, and there were no waves in his inky eyes, "It's really wonderful, but I don't know what happened to the little boy in Luo Gongzi's mouth?" ”

"Later, ah......" Luo Shaobai stretched his tone and asked with a smile, "What does Bai Gongzi think will happen to that little boy later?" ”

Bai Mo was slightly stunned when he heard this, shook his head and smiled humbly: "Bai is ashamed, I can't guess the ending of that child." ”

"Bai Gongzi is really modest, in vain to talk so carefully and wonderfully, I thought that I could make Bai Gongzi immersive and empathetic, and said one or two, since Bai Gongzi is unwilling, then it is better to make up for it below!"

In fact, there are no more than two endings for the little boy, either he lives or dies. Although the patriarch of the family hated his son, but after all, blood is thicker than water, and he would still send someone to quietly inquire about the news of the little boy, and later learned that the little boy was attached to a huge force there, and survived but also left a lifelong incurable disability, and he couldn't help but feel some remorse, so he decided to take the child back to the clan. Oh, by the way, it had been ten years since the boy left home, and the boy had already grown up and become a handsome young man. ”

Bang Bang Bang!

The quiet applause echoed in the silent corridor, Bai Mo didn't know when he had put down the incense burner in his hand, and said softly: "The story sounds very good, there is a father-son reunion, but," there seemed to be a faint sigh in the corridor, "Presumably the son must be a kind-hearted person, so that this story will have such a perfect ending." ”

Kind-hearted? Luo Shaobai smiled meaninglessly when he heard this, he was secretly mocking his naivety, this Bai Mo who appeared out of thin air, was gentle and warm on the face, but he was also a black-bellied master inside.

"Bai Gongzi don't be impatient, the official version is finished, the real version, but there is not a word in the next one, and the wonderful is still to come."

The breathing on the other end of the road stagnated slightly, Luo Shaobai glanced at Bai Mo silently, couldn't he help it?

"That being the case, I would like to hear about it in the next wish." Bai Mo said, gently picked up the incense burner again, and added some aromatherapy to it.

A strong smell of fragrance suddenly wafted away, perhaps because it was a little too much, the fragrance was suddenly a hundred times stronger than just now, Luo Shaobai frowned slightly, "Bai Gongzi, according to your addition, the story is not finished yet, I am afraid that I will fall asleep in the next place." ”

Bai Mo smiled lightly when he heard this, and then added some hay to the incense burner, while explaining: "Childe, don't worry, this time I didn't put hemp boiling juice in it, it's just something to calm the nerves, Childe, please continue." ”