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Mo Li was tired for a while, and she wanted to let people come to the rescue, how big her face was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a result, Mo Li didn't have much hope for this trip.

The more capable a person is, the more eccentric his natural temperament becomes.

For her to improve her physique, open up the meridians such a lofty thing, will anyone do it?

Forget it, it's just a distraction.

……

"Is that you?"

Mo Li was stunned for a moment when she went to great lengths to see that person.

How could it be him, is it a person with a resemblance or the same person?

is still the half-worn monk's robe on the portrait, but he has worn a sense of prosperity.

The handsome face, the fair skin, and the eyes are as if they are immersed in water, clear and warm, as if they can contain all the dirt and vulgarity between heaven and earth, and people can't help but indulge in them.

Light and elegant as jade, delicate as mist.

The demeanor is particularly beautiful, hearty and clear.

Mo Li suddenly remembered a sentence she had read before, "Pei Linggong has a handsome appearance, takes off his crown, and his rough clothes are good, and he thinks he is a jade person." ”

Mo Li thought that even Pei Linggong, a famous beautiful man in ancient times, would not be able to compare with the man in front of him.

"You have long hair?" Mo Li looked at the black hair and muttered to herself.

At this moment, there was a feeling in her heart that the encounter was a spring breeze, and it turned out to be you.

It's a wonderful feeling, but it's not to be overlooked.

Looking at each other, I saw the man smiling brightly, and the beauty made people unable to tell what day it was.

Before Merry came in, the original owner's uncle had been left outside.

In this simple meditation room, there are only the two of them.

For a moment, Mo Li felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward.

She once thought that painting a man was the extreme, but she didn't expect that the painting she saw at the beginning was less than one-ten-thousandth of his charm.

"You know me?" The man spoke, and Qingyue's voice was like a spring in the mountains, clear and mellow.

Mo Li shook her head, she really didn't know this person.

"But I know the beads in your hand." The man beckoned gently, and the string of dead-faced Buddha beads floated towards him.

"I was the owner of this bead."

"I'm waiting for its other owner, who are you?"

The man's words made Mo Li's heart frightened.

Could it be that there is really a high-ranking monk in this mission world, and he wants to beat her out as a lonely ghost?

"I just came into this world by chance."

"Senior monk, I swear that I am not a spirit, and I will not do bad things, so you can let me go."

Mo Li said very doggedly.

Well, with so many mission worlds, she didn't know what backbone was for a long time.

The most important thing is to stay alive and live to the end.

"Can you accompany me for the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15?" The man beckoned to Mo Li, and Mo Li's body flew in his direction as if out of control.

The fair-skinned and slender fingers swept over Mo Li's cheeks, which was obviously a frivolous action, but it did not contain a trace of lust, and it looked Tsinghua noble.

Mo Li's body stiffened, and it felt familiar.

Those scattered fragments began to continuously hit the seal in the sea of silent knowledge.

Unfortunately, the seal did not move.

"Did we ever know each other?" Mo Li intuitively felt that the monk in front of her had a lot to do with the memory she had lost.

"But why am I so familiar that I can't remember you?" Merri tugged at the man's sleeve, a gesture that seemed to be done a thousand times.

August 15th Mid-Autumn Festival?

Didn't this festival slowly become popular after Qianmeng's vigorous promotion?

In this way, he is not a man of this world.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it."

The man reached out and put his hand over Mori's cheek, leaving the eyes alone.

This face is not half similar to her, too gentle, too well-behaved.

And she has always been not a gentle character, the stubbornness and indifference in her bones are the most real her.

The nine-tailed fox's broken tail is tantamount to heart-wrenching pain, and she broke more than one tail in order to complete the task.

Her temperament, he really doesn't know what to say.

"Mo Li, did you come to me just to practice martial arts?"

The monk's words were in silent silence.

Sure enough, they knew each other.

"Why is the world so messy?" The man naturally took Mo Li in his arms.

Such a posture made Mo Li slightly embarrassed.

"It's good that I can help you complete your task, you can stay quietly by my side, watch the spring flowers and autumn moon together, and watch the tide rise and fall together."

"Okay?"

The paranoia in that person's words made Mo Li frightened at the same time, but also distressed.

A good word, almost blurted out.

It's just that at a critical moment, Mo Li still shook his head.

There was always a feeling in her heart that there was not much benefit in being involved too much with the person in front of her.

No, maybe it will bring disaster to the monks.

"You and I are seeing each other for the first time, men and women are not kissed, and the monks please respect themselves."

"Maybe I have a slight resemblance to the woman you love, but I think you still recognize the wrong person."

There was not a trace of expression on Mo Li's face.

Her amnesia is definitely not for no reason, whether it is Xujiu or that mysterious man, she is powerless to fight now.

"No, you don't bear any resemblance to her now."

"She's not as good-looking as you, not as gentle as you, and not as generous as you......"

Heheda, Mo Li really wanted to get up and slap the person in front of him.

What's wrong? Isn't she just a little worse looking?

"It's your business." Mo Li said angrily, pushed him away, and turned around to leave.

Isn't it just that you can't practice martial arts? She still doesn't believe it, without martial arts, she can't complete the task yet.

"When did you learn these vulgar words again?"

Merry was frozen in place, once again encircled in the man's arms.

Mo Li's black face, although it is not her own body, but it is still very unpleasant to be eaten tofu again and again, okay?

Even if they knew each other before, that didn't mean he could play hooligan endlessly.

Mo Li was put on the couch by her, and her heart was panicked, it couldn't be that she was going to lose her body, right?

Sure enough, no force still works.

Then the monk lay down beside her and took her into his arms.

"Well, sleep, just sleep for a while."

He hadn't closed his eyes since she was taken away.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my eyes were full of her.

He couldn't accept the cold air in the room when he woke up.

Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years......

Every night is the hardest time for him.

All he could do was to keep cultivating and get out of the world that bound him.

On that day, that Xujiu said that he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for Mo Li.

How could it be, if he didn't see her, how could he be willing to leave.

Now, with her in her arms, the feeling of being alive is finally a little more real.

"I'm tired, but I'm happy."