Chapter 22: Mo Li

Looking at the firmness in Sheng Ge's eyes, Mo Li smiled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 There was something indescribable in the info smile.

"When the story is over, it's time for me to leave." She said as she stood up and prepared to leave. Xie Zhao looked at Mo Li, her eyes flashed with complicated emotions, knowing that all the formulas were involved, she knew that Mo Li would soon be gone. So she wanted to say and stopped.

Mo Li noticed Xie Zhao's expression, and she smiled and shook her head at Xie Zhao. It seems to signal that everything is okay and that there is no need to worry. It seems to be saying please keep it a secret and don't talk about her.

Mo Li left. She left as she had come. Dressed in white, she gave birth to a lotus step by step. It's just that her back seems to be a little thin.

There was silence for a long time.

She ...... Will you go back to the mountains? Sheng Ge looked at Xie Zhao and said with some hesitation.

"Hmm." Xie Zhao nodded. Some secrets are just hidden in her heart.

Lou Luan looked at Xie Zhao but fell into thought. Is it really like what Explanation says?

But his thoughts were quickly interrupted. With the sound of fluttering wings and incitement, a red-eyed crow flew in from the window. Xie Zhao sighed silently in his heart the moment he saw the crow fly in. Trouble is coming again.

The crow circled twice in the air before finally landing on Xie Zhao's arm. Its feathers were jet black, its eyes were blood-red, and its claws were sharp like hooks, gripping Akira's arm tightly. Xie Zhao seemed to be accustomed to the presence of crows, so she grabbed a piece of osmanthus cake from the table and fed it to the crows. After that, he removed the letter attached to the crow's feet and slowly unfolded it.

After seeing Xin Ge, Xie Zhao's face was a little solemn. A black flame ignited in her hand, and Shingo was burned in her hand by the black flame that appeared in her hand.

"I don't want to part, but it's time for me to get ready to leave." Xie Zhao held the Linfeng knife placed beside him in his left hand and stood up. There was an inexplicable expression on his face.

"Let's go, don't send it."

Seeing that Lou Luan was still expressionless, Xie Zhao turned into a smile again. The complicated expression that appeared at that moment just now didn't seem to be Xie Zhao. "The little Taoist priest Lou Luan is really ruthless." As he spoke, Xie Zhao grabbed the knife with his left hand, jumped down from the window, and then quickly disappeared into the sea of people.

Looking at the back of Xie Zhao's departure, Lou Luan couldn't tell what he felt. Since entering the Ethereal Mountain, in addition to revenge, his heart is cultivation. Xie Zhao's appearance always broke his cognition again and again. He hadn't thought about what that meant, didn't want to think about it, and didn't dare to think about it.

"Senior brother, the person is gone." Qingming's voice came from his ears. Lou Luan broke free from his thoughts. How could he think about these things. Frowning, he shook off the clutter of thoughts in his head.

Sheng Ge looked at Lou Luan and Xie Zhao, she felt that the picture in front of her seemed familiar, maybe just like her and Lou Xiyan, a voice whispered in her heart. She felt the complicated emotions flashing in Xie Zhao's eyes when he looked at Lou Luan.

"Well, then, I'm taking my leave." Sheng Ge got up and bowed to Lou Luan Yingying and turned to leave.

"Everybody's gone." Qing Ming was holding the teacup in both hands, his hands were still wrapped in thick bandages because they had been nailed to the gallows a few days ago.

Lou Luan raised his eyes and glanced at Qingming. It seems to be saying with his eyes that he also knows that everyone is gone.

"It's so bleak at the end of the song. Senior Brother Lou Luan, where are you going next? As he spoke, Qingming leaned over to the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Lou Luan stretched out his hand to fill Qingming's teacup with tea again. He had a solemn look on his face. "Investigate the clues of the black-robed man. The revenge of the Jingnanlou clan and the hatred of the eldest brother will find out the murderer and bring him to justice. When he said this, Lou Luan clenched his fists tightly, and the green tendons were unobstructed because of the anger of the master.

"Take me with you."

Lou Luan turned his head to look at the thick Qingming in front of him whose hands were wrapped in bandages, and refused without thinking about it. "Nope."

"Why?" Listening to Lou Luan's merciless refusal, Qingming's eyes were full of incomprehension.

Because it's a point of no return.

After a pause, Lou Luan spoke. "I can't distract myself from looking after you." As he spoke, he looked at Qing Ming's bandaged hands.

Realizing what Lou Luan was referring to, Qingming sighed. Although he felt that something was wrong, he had no way to refute Lou Luan's words.

A little reluctant, but Qingming still spoke. "I see, brother. I will obediently return to the Ethereal Mountain, and I will never sneak behind you. ā€

"Please. Qingming. ā€

As a senior brother who has been getting along with each other for more than ten years, Qing Ming heard all the meaning of Lou Luan's words from Lou Luan's words. "Hey, I know, I still have to tell Shizun about the fact that you haven't been going back recently. Senior brother really is. ā€

After Mo Li left, she couldn't help but look up at the sky, where would she go in the next few days? She felt a little dazed, there was no one else but her in the mountains. And in the territory of the fox clan, she has done evil deeds, and she has no shame to face her parents and friends. Where to go? Three thousand worlds, she couldn't even think of where to go. No, maybe there's another place she can go to......

Thinking of this, Mo Li smiled. She looked into the distance. Even though he wasn't there, the memories of them were still full.

Eighty miles outside Cangxue City, there is a snow-capped mountain covered with snow all year round. When Mo Li appeared in this snow-capped mountain, it was already three days after she left Shengjing. At this time, her face had lost its luster, with a faint gray dead air. Her turquoise pupils no longer had light, and began to dim. She already felt that she was going to be lost soon. Sitting in the cabin, Mo Li looked out the window at the snow. Her hand clutched tightly the porcelain vase that held the thread.

When she was no longer bothered by obsession, all the thoughts in her mind were cleared, what was the purpose of the black-robed man? With this thought, Mo Li stroked the porcelain vase in his hand with his fingers. She's about to be gone, will that black-robed man find here and take this thread! No, no, you can't let the thread fall into the hands of the black-robed man. Mo Li bit her lip, which was already pale and bloodless, she had to destroy the thread in the last moment. Thinking of this, she held a line of hands, and a faint blue fox fire rose. But if you lose your heart, you lose most of your cultivation. The flame in his hand was faint like a lit match.

Such a flame can't burn a thread at all.

Mo Li looked at the thread in his hand and put away the blue flame in his hand. She put down her hand in a dejected manner, and the porcelain vase containing a thread of threads was put down weakly and fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.

The wind and snow outside blew open the door of the wooden house, and a figure in a black robe appeared at the door.

"It's you." Mo Li looked at the black-robed man vigilantly and couldn't help but exclaim, she wanted to get up and pick up the thread on the ground, but the porcelain bottle was at the feet of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man didn't immediately pick up the porcelain vase under his feet, he approached Mo Li step by step.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Mo Li looked at the approaching black-robed man, and she asked out loud.

"Hehehehehe. I'm just here to get you on your way early. A hoarse voice came from under the black robes.

Mo Li saw that the black-robed man had already walked in front of her, she looked up at the black-robed man, but the black-robed man was still black under the robe, and she couldn't see anything. "Now that I'm doomed to die, let me die clearly, who are you? What is the purpose? ā€

"Purpose......

The black-robed man's hand rested on Mo Li's forehead. "It's just a matter of following the destiny of heaven." After the black-robed man finished speaking, Mo Li instantly felt a roar in his mind. In an instant, she became a prototype. It's just that at this time, she who was originally an eight-tailed fox didn't know when she gave birth to a nine-tailed fox.

"It's turned into a nine-tail." The black-robed man seemed a little surprised. He looked at Mo Li, who had turned into a nine-tailed one, and let out a strange smile again. He seemed to change his attention, just picked up a thread from the ground, and walked away.

The wind and snow blew into the wooden house, Mo Li's body trembled, and his nine tails hovered on the ground. Her consciousness began to blur. The past came to her mind. About the initial encounter with Eun-gong. She seemed to hear the faint sound of thunder in her ears. But she had no strength to resist. That's probably how it will be gone.

Seven hundred years ago.

Don't forget, never give up. This is where Mo Li's name comes from. I probably felt that parting was too sentimental, so I took the glass of the glass. The name Mo Li also carries the wishes of the white fox couple.

At that time, Mo Li, who didn't know what love was, didn't think about the meaning of the name. But the name also seems to foreshadow her life. Trapped by love.

Don't forget, never give up.

There is a rule in the fox clan that all fox clans can only go down the mountain to experience if they have learned to transform into a human form. Before Mo Li learned to transform into a human form, he often listened to the fox seniors who came back from the mountain to talk about the things under the mountain. It sounded like a world full of demons and monsters. Complex human hearts, rights, money, transactions. The change of dynasty, and the ...... All kinds of love, affection, friendship...... In short, everything attracted her and prompted her to work hard and learn spells.

She wanted to see the world down the mountain.

Just listening to the stories told by her predecessors is becoming more and more unsatisfying for her.

In this way, at the age of one hundred and fifty, she finally learned to take on human form. After turning into a human form, Mo Li was dressed in white, with skin like clotted fat and a face like peach blossoms. The turquoise eyes are crystal clear. smiled slightly, but with a seductive color. Even the best painter in the world may not be able to paint all her beauty in her life.

The patriarch of the fox clan lost his mind for a moment after watching Mo Li's transformation. She looked at Mo Li, whose eyes were clear and uncolored, and couldn't help but start to have a headache, hoping that this little guy wouldn't cause any big trouble in the world.

In the midst of the thousands of instructions from the patriarch of the fox clan, Mo Li stepped out of the territory of the fox clan and began her journey.