"I've heard that you don't seem to be doing very well lately..."

Si Yun got straight to the point, and Cheng Mo didn't beat around the bush. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Who said that, fart!" Si Yun retorted without thinking, and even burst into foul language:

"We couldn't be better now, who slandered us so much!"

"Oh..."Cheng Mo let out a meaningful long sigh, and then said:

"If that's the case, I'm relieved. By the way, this news was told to me by Xie Hongyu. ”

Si Yun: "... Alas! Actually, I was joking with you just now, my current situation is very bad, it seems that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is preparing to fight with us, and I am so worried that I can't even eat! ”

Cheng Mo looked at the steaming hot pot in front of her, and didn't speak for a long time.

Luoshui people: "..."

Si Yun didn't blush at all, and she wasn't ashamed of her clumsy acting skills, she tried to squeeze out a sad expression:

"If there is a fight, I will definitely not be able to beat them. For the sake of helping you get a drop of true dragon blood when I was in the Inheritance Hall before, aren't you ready to stand on my side and help us? ”

Hum! Compared to the life and death of the demon and demon clans, what is the festival!

Cheng Mo's expression did not change in the slightest, and he just said lightly when he heard the words:

"I see... By the way, Xie Hongyu didn't look for me, I was joking with you just now. ”

Si Yun: "..."

The city routine is deep, I want to go back to the countryside!

Si Yun wiped his face, decided not to compare the lower limit with Cheng Mo, and broke the jar and said:

"Just say what do you want, I just rescued your cousin from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect not long ago, do you want to take revenge on me now?"

Zhang Ling swallowed back the words that he was about to remind. If Huairou doesn't succeed, will you start playing the family card? There's a lot of growth...

As soon as I thought of this, I heard Si Yun say next:

"Don't forget, your cousin and Liu Qingwen, Wang Chu, Zheng Xueke are still in my hands!"

Zhang Ling, who just felt a hint of relief: "..."

She still overestimates Si Yun...

Seeing that Cheng Mo was about to rub over to say hello, Liu Qingwen and Cheng Yang's half-raised bodies froze, and after a pause, they silently retreated.

Let's continue to eat hot pot!

…

Cheng Mo's expression still did not change at all, his body and even the corners of his robe did not tremble in the slightest, and his harshness and self-discipline were outrageous, and he only said when he heard the words:

"The Ancient Cangshen Temple will not participate in any battles."

"Cut!" Si Yun pouted disdainfully:

"Then thousands of years ago, how did you imprison my demon clan seniors? What about helping the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to create convenience for them a few months ago? ”

Hearing Si Yun's words, the flame bird and the forest snake raised their heads in unison, and looked at Cheng Mo in the light curtain with unkind eyes.

They are imprisoned, stripped of their divinity, and live like the walking dead!

If it weren't for Si Yun's rescue, the ancient demon Qingluan would have given up the opportunity of Nirvana to break the ban, but I am afraid that they would not have a chance to see the light of day again until now.

And the culprit of all this is the Ancient Cangshen Temple!

If it weren't for the current tense situation, the demon and demon clans would almost be cornered, and they, the demon cultivators who came out of the Ancient Cangshen Temple, were only afraid that as soon as their injuries recovered, they would kill the Ancient Cangshen Temple again!

So now that Si Yun is mentioning this matter again, their resentment is almost uncontrollable.

"That's the decision of the Ancient Cangshen Temple's instrument spirit, and it has nothing to do with me." Cheng Mo's voice did not fluctuate:

"And in the end, I helped you too."

"So now, have you completely suppressed the machine spirit?" Si Yun asked with interest.

Listening to Cheng Mo's tone, it seems that he is not as jealous of the machine spirit as he was at the beginning.

Cheng Mo didn't speak again for a long time, and there was a vicissitudes in his eyes.

Yes, he completely suppressed the instrument spirit of the Ancient Cangshen Temple, and successfully became the actual controller of the Ancient Cangshen Temple, but he also lost a lot of things because of it.

From the compromise he made in the Inheritance Hall in order to obtain the blood of the true dragon, to his subsequent sinking step by step, now, he has already fused with another divine soul, regardless of each other, and is no longer pure!

Sometimes he even felt that compared with the thousands of years of memories on the Xuanli Continent, the memories of the past twenty years on Earth were just a novel dream.

And what kept him awake in this dream was the only vivid color before the dream was over!

Cheng Mo raised his eyes and looked at Si Yun.

Her short hair, which he had first seen like a dog gnawing on, and which had been carefully trimmed by Wang Chu later, had grown half a length and hung down softly on her chest.

Her eyes were as pure and clear as when she first saw her, and even the playful habit of tilting her head to look at people had not changed in the slightest.

Whether it is time, or experience, or the years do not seem to bring her the slightest change, she seems to have been living in the cracks of time, forgotten by time, and will always be the purest and most vivid appearance of the beginning...

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Cheng Mo looked at her for a long time without speaking, Si Yun asked suspiciously.

Beside Si Yun, Zhang Ling and Mondstadt glanced at each other, and they both saw the understanding in each other's eyes.

Cheng Mo's eyes... Something is wrong!

"It's fine."

He said, his face changing slightly, but quickly disappearing:

"The Ancient Cangshen Temple will not participate in the battle, and neither will the Inheritance Palace. Any relic that has been handed down from antiquity will not, that's the rule. ”

"Oh!" Si Yun breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then I'm relieved. By the way, what are you looking for me this time? Just to ask Luoshui about the recent situation? ”

There was silence for a long time, and just when Si Yun was waiting impatiently, Cheng Mo suddenly took two steps forward, and his handsome face became larger in the light curtain, which also reflected the faint smile that suddenly appeared in his eyes more clearly, gentle and polite, just as at the beginning:

"Also, I want to tell you, Happy New Year!"

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Si Yun pinched the messenger, and for the first time, the food in front of her lost its attraction to her.

She kept thinking back to the last smile in Cheng Mo's eyes and his words that seemed to be gentle and gentle.

"How does it feel... Something strange...," she muttered.

Among the onlookers who eat melons, there are one or two who have a clear view, but no one has the right to speak in this kind of matter except for the parties involved.

Si Yun thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with the reason for this inexplicable feeling that suddenly appeared, so he simply put aside this matter and began to focus on the food in front of him.

The pork ribs, chicken thighs, etc. in the soup pot were almost cooked, and the gluttonous worms who were all focused on eating them were immediately ditched. But...

Zhang Ling watched Si Yun's hand raise the chopsticks and freeze in the air again, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Si Yun gritted his teeth and took out another communication charm that was flashing with spiritual light, and after activating it, he roared angrily without waiting for the other party to speak:

"Which bastard is disturbing your grandfather's dinner again!"

“… My grandfather? After being silent for a long time, Yun Ting's voice suddenly came from there with a little doubt.

Si Yun: "..."

On Chinese New Year's Eve of a certain year on Earth, Si Jun, pawn!