I don't know how long it took, I felt my body being shaken, and Mo Kongjing's dizzy brain finally became clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the eyelids are extremely heavy, and I can't open them, and I can only vaguely see a purple figure flashing back and forth in front of me.

As soon as he saw this color, Mo Kongjing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The sluggish brain quickly connected what was happening before and after, and when he thought of his empty hand in the wind, Mo Kongjing's heart panicked.

Since Yanran was still in front of her, it meant that her empty hand was originally grabbing Mu Zeting.

Thinking of Mu Zeting's skills and the mysterious ancient sword, Mo Kongjing's heart finally let go.

Anyway, he is also the chief disciple of the Pure Yang Sword, even if he is separated from them, he will not be swept away by the wind, and he will really die.

Although the brain is clear, the body still refuses to listen to the command.

The time passed very quickly, and it wasn't until someone poured some bitter but aftertaste tea in his mouth that Mo Kongjing woke up from his muddy state.

At the same time, he also reflected that the tea that had just entered his stomach was the withered Yan that had been inherited by the Xiaoyao Sect for thousands of years.

The effect of dry Yan is really said that it can not be said for three days and three nights, this tea is in the stomach, the feeling is different, the physical strength has recovered a lot, not to mention, the eyes that can't be opened can be opened after a 'brush'.

"Ah Jing, you're awake! How does it feel? ”

As soon as he saw the magnified face in front of him, Mo Kongjing sat up and waved his hand to show that he didn't have a big problem.

It may be because the wind blew so hard that it already blew people dizzy, and after they passed out, they became unconscious, and they themselves were not hit hard at all.

"Hey, here...... Isn't this the Immortal Mansion? What the hell, we're in again? ”

Mo Kongjing, who was stunned, knew that his expression must be very strange now, but he couldn't care about it.

Now she and Yanran are staying in the main hall of the Immortal Mansion, the tornado that killed people is gone, and the main hall is also blown by the wind, how can it still look like it was original.

The whole thing was like a luxurious palace that had been burned and looted by bandits, and only clean dust and rubble remained.

Looking deeper with his memory, it didn't matter if he looked at it, Mo Kongjing's whole brain was about to explode.

The golden silk nan wooden coffin is still there and visiting, but the lid on the coffin is open!

Mu Yanran's expression was a little different, she looked people up and down twice, and shook her head to say that she didn't know.

After snorting for a while, Mo Kongjing originally thought that she had made an unexpected discovery, but she never expected that Yan Ran would be in trouble, and this question would make her confused.

"Ah Jing, since I got together with you in the Immortal Mansion, I have found out ...... You seem to be different from before. ”

Seeing the genuine concern in Yan Ran's eyes, Mo Kongjing was shocked, and sighed straight at his best friend's amazing observation and acuity.

If you have to say something different, it's the state of mind.

In reality, it is aura, and in reality, it is another more intuitive feeling that she gives to others.

Mo Kongjing knew that she no longer had the kind of 'coldness' that was deliberately disguised, although her appearance was like this, but she believed that her attitude towards others now was definitely two people from before.

Once she deliberately followed the footsteps of her master, imitating her master's words and deeds was a subconscious protective color.

If you imitate it for too long, you will definitely forget that you were once and your truest self.

She just returned to her original heart and admitted that there may be thousands of people in the world who have the same temperament and talk like 'Mo Yu', but there will definitely be no Mo Kongjing with her.

She is Mo Kongjing, and she is the most inconspicuous member of the vast number of beings on the Path of Immortality.

To put it bluntly, she is just a layman, and what misty fairy aura lingers, cold and generous, absolutely has nothing to do with her, even a spirit stone!

She figured these things out by herself, but the question is, how to tell Yanran?

sighed slightly, and found that the person in front of him was staring at him with a nervous expression, Mo Kongjing knew that he had to answer this question, otherwise this stupid girl might have to guess what kind of plot to laugh and cry out by herself.

"Do you want to see me before, or me now?"

Sighing softly, Mo Kongjing decided to be tactful and change Yanran's attitude towards her from the side.

If Yan Ran really can't accept the vulgar self now, she has to think of a way to continue to disguise herself, and then slowly change Yan Ran's opinion of her subconsciously.

"The previous Ah Jing was Ah Jing on Tianzi Mountain. And the Ah Jing in my memory will always be the Ah Jing who is smiling like a flower in the palace. ”

Thinking about it carefully, Mu Yanran smiled softly, she was just worried about whether her best friend would have any major accidents, but now it seems that nothing bad has happened that she doesn't know. "Compared with those unknown decades, I like the vivid and beautiful and dazzling A Mirror now."

Tilting her neck slightly, Ying Ying smiled.

Mu Yanran never knew how dazzling her smile was, nor did she know how shocking her answer was at that time.

At least for Yi Mo Kongjing, she has a best friend who really understands her life and death.

In the decades of Tianzi Mountain, she deliberately learned, deliberately imitated, and deliberately integrated herself into the world.

But now, she finally accepted the imperfect and shiny self openly.

Because everyone likes the most real her even more.

It was also at this moment that the silly Mo Kongjing, who was laughing with Mu Yanran, suddenly realized.

Actually, you don't have to be so tired.

"Like I'm going to say it out loud, you know?"

While laughing, Mo Kongjing suddenly pounced on Mu Yanran's face with both hands, and laughed to himself.

As soon as she saw that the person in front of her had become this uncharted appearance again, Mu Yanran felt angry and funny.

But looking at Mo Kongjing, who was smiling like a child, suddenly for some reason, she laughed herself.

When you are happy, someone to share with you is a kind of happiness in itself.

But now this kind of happiness is wrong at the wrong time and place.

Half-loud, the dull Mo Kongjing's eyes finally glanced at the half-open golden silk nan wooden coffin on the side, and finally coughed twice in hindsight, barely pulling back the nerves that the two people were running together.

"Ah Jing, this coffin...... Could it be that it would rather be opened? ”

Mu Yanran couldn't help lowering her voice, and Mo Kongjing said that the two of them were now in awe of this golden silk nan wooden coffin.

A tornado appeared as soon as the coffin was moved, and it seems that except for Ning Keqin, no one can have such a great ability to open this golden silk nanmu coffin, right?

(To be continued.) )