Mo Xiaozao read all the words on the brocade cloth and found that the content was not long, only what happened to Leng Suran at that time, and even the people involved did not have any records. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Any other records of him?" She looked sideways as she asked, and the hand holding the brocade cloth tightened.

"Yes, but there are millions of doors here, not to mention millions, it's almost the same, and it's not easy to see this one here." The old patriarch stood behind her and took the brocade cloth in her hand.

The white brocade cloth is full of black characters, one after another, all of them are very beautiful small letters.

"Don't joke, since you can take us to find those records of Mo Jun, naturally you can also find those records of Leng Suran." Standing up, she spoke softly, still holding the brocade cloth in her hand.

All the records on the brocade cloth are true, and it is not surprising that Leng Suran will become like this.

Heart, because of Leng Suran's painful experience, he felt pain in his breathing, and wanted to save Leng Suran's body.

"I really don't know, you have to be clear, the existence of some people is something we can say to the outside, and some of them are materials that we ourselves are not qualified to look through."

It's like a stain on history, desperately erased, how can they be allowed to know where these are?

Mo Xiaozao also knew under the expression of the old patriarch that there was really no way to see what happened after that, and after leaving this door, he looked at the two doors up and down, which were not related to Leng Suran.

Each name was a name she didn't recognize, and even if she forcibly broke in and tore open the paper and brocade cloth of the record, she saw a completely different story.

All his strength seemed to be withdrawn, and his body leaned weakly against the wall, facing Mo Jun's distressed face.

She squeezed out a smile, "I'm fine, I was here to know your record, just keep going." ”

"I know you're not here just because of me, you want to know the relationship between Leng Suran and the Qilin Clan, I'll come in with you, and I'll also help you find him, this is, what I should do for you."

Mo Jun took her hand, and her eyes lit up when she spoke, as if she was confused and finally knew the meaning of her existence, for the sake of Mo Xiaozao in front of her.

With a tired smile, his strength returned to his body, "Thank you." ”

The old patriarch didn't have any expression on them, and after making sure that they didn't have anything to do, he quickened his pace and continued to walk forward.

Unlike the slow at the beginning, this time after only ten steps, the old patriarch stopped, pointed to the white font with ink written on it, and said softly This is it.

As before, he endured the pain and entered the door, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and only then did he see the events recorded in the white brocade cloth, and it could be seen that Leng Suran's time was not taken seriously.

The brocade cloth is not completely white, and there is some yellowing.

"There are some children in the clan who need to learn secret arts, and they will come here to check on this matter, don't mind."

"There's nothing to mind about, it's a great honor for me to be able to bring us here to see this." Mo Jun's voice is soft, and he caresses the brocade cloth lovingly, as if he is treating his lover.

She didn't open the brocade cloth for a long time, and there was an unconcealable emotion in her eyes, which made her feel that Mo Jun attached great importance to this memory.

She watched Mo Jun caress the paper more than once, and then opened the paper and began to read the record on it, and leaned back towards the old patriarch.

It is impossible to blame the old patriarch for showing this little Qilin to the Qilin clan to learn secret arts, this kind of thing that is beneficial to the race, not to mention the Qilin clan, even other clans will do this.

Mo Xiaozao was behind Mo Jun, and she clearly felt Mo Jun's aura change, and the red chain she had when she first saw Mo Jun appeared in her hand.

The chains were tightened in Mo Jun's hands, contrasting with the color of the brocade cloth and giving it many folds.

Her eyes kept watching the movements in Mo Jun's hands, worried that Mo Jun would do something to Jinbu because of her emotions, and there was an indescribable anger hanging in her heart.

"Algae."

The brocade cloth in his hand was taken to the end, leaving countless folds, and under the waves in his heart, he didn't know what to continue to say when he opened his mouth.

said that he came to Wenqu Xing's side for the race in the first place, or did he say that the blood in his body was not only ink, but also the water that directly destroyed the magic pen?

It's just that only he knows how to use it, except for the Divine Lord.

Even his younger siblings were involved in this matter for their own reasons, which was not his initial idea at all, and it seems that he has left the island until now.

Too many things took him out of his mind, "If you knew that I had participated in the plan to destroy you, would you hate me?" Will you kill me with your own hands? ”

"Does it matter?"

"Algae."

"Does it matter, I ask you? Even if you did something, you wouldn't be doing it now, would you? Or rather, it's just that you don't want to be your old self anymore, so you let yourself wait there for so long. ”

I just saw Mo Jun in my closed eyes, and I couldn't have guessed that there would be such a gentle conversation with her, so I laughed involuntarily.

sighed in my heart, it's really the world is changeable.

"Whatever you've done before, I can forgive you now, right?" Stretched out her hand to hold Mo Jun's shoulder, in her memory, there were memories of Mo Jun, but there were no memories that Mo Jun was talking about.

It seems that who wants her to only know part of the past, deliberately took away her memory.

If the vital memories are taken away in such a situation, some problems will leak out when they get along, and even become the biggest problem that kills her.

"You can."

"Since it's okay, let's go back if we know this."

After being in the Qilin Clan for so long, she should also leave here to take a look at what the Three Clans have become because of her madness, as well as the Lost City, as well as Bai Luohuan and the Dragon Clan.

Without waiting for her to move her body, the old patriarch began to leave first, and took the next step, "The time here is different from outside, and I still don't want to leave you here for so long." ”

Silently following behind the old patriarch, a habitual smile appeared on her face, and in her outstretched hand, the golden word twisted twice and disappeared in her hand.

It's been quite a short time.

How could they have been here for half a month, and it has been several months since they gathered and came to the three clans, and there is not much time left before they put everything back in place.

While Mo Xiaozao was thinking, he had already left there, and his body was plated with a layer of divine by the golden color of the setting sun.

Walking back to his lodgings, his body returned to his bed.

"Anxia, after this, I want to return to the human world and simply continue my life on the streets, and suddenly I feel that that life is very good." There is no need to worry about anything, and there is no danger.

Mo Xiaozao naturally didn't say the last words, and fell asleep in a daze, killing and red appeared in her dream.

The act of holding the magic pen through the child's body woke her up suddenly.