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It seems that the one who has banned the unlucky emperor is Xunyue. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I have to say that the emperor is really unlucky, and he is really brainless. The dignified Ziwei Emperor Star was calculated to death by a human female demon hunter, and even sold to help others count the money.

As long as Xunyue is not in this mansion, then her chances of tossing Xunyue will be a little greater.

Oops, why are you so happy? Did he become the legendary Black Lotus, Mo Li secretly thought in his heart.

Mo Li has a preliminary plan in his heart, but he just needs an east wind.

Now she only needs to wait for the emperor to succeed in taking down Xunyue's blood, and then she will take advantage of her illness to take her life, and take advantage of the fire to rob, what can Huang Que do later.

Mo Liyin's smile successfully made passers-by peeking at her goosebumps. Femme fatale, the ancients did not deceive me.

"Little monk, I'm back." Mo Li looked at the little monk who was quietly copying the scriptures under the flower stand, and suddenly a feeling of good years suddenly surged in her heart, well, it must be her brain convulsions.

The little monk's hand holding the brush trembled, leaving a thick black dot on the paper, how many times has this been?

Mo Li casually picked up the tea on the stone table and drank it all, ignoring the little monk's eyes that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Poof, what the hell is this?" Mo Li almost vomited out her intestines, one moment sour, one moment spicy, and one moment bitter.

"Life is full of states, seven emotions and six desires, and it is still under development, how does it taste?" The little monk looked at Mo Li eagerly.

No matter how bright Ren is little monk's eyes were, Mo Li couldn't say anything against his will, "It's not good, it's not good." ”

After saying this, Mo Li ran away without looking back, and then poured a whole large pot of cold white boil, only to feel that it was not so uncomfortable.

Mo Li came to another conclusion about monks in her heart: "All monks are not only chatterers, but also experts in dark cuisine. ”

However, why suddenly there is a sweet feeling in the mouth, getting sweeter and sweeter, sweeter and sweeter, the sweet Moli is a little disgusting.

"Little monk, I don't share the sky with you." Mo Li shouted angrily, startling a bird perched in a tree.

The smile in the little monk's eyes couldn't be hidden, but under the smile there was a bottomless sadness.

Life is full of states, seven emotions and six desires, and all flavors are mixed, so why not his current mood, otherwise how could he make such a strange thing.

He vaguely felt that the day when he would become a Buddha was not far off. He didn't know why he came here, cultivation was such an easy thing, as if God was waiting for him to punish him quickly and stay away from the little fox.

The little monk had automatically closed his cultivation, and he hadn't meditated for a long time, he was afraid that the day he left would come too quickly, and it would come too suddenly, which would catch him off guard.

Therefore, he would rather be the weak monk in the mouth of the little fox who has no power to restrain the chicken, and he who has closed his cultivation and divine consciousness is no different from ordinary people, he will get sick, he will get old, and he will die.

Unless one day, he voluntarily lets go of his cultivation, accepts the guidance of the Buddha, and sits on the lotus flower to become a Buddha.

Will it just be someday? He didn't know. The more he got along with the little fox, the more he could feel that she was a person who was rejected by the Heavenly Dao.

Obviously, the little fox also knew this, and was silently planning something he didn't know.

He waited for her, and if she succeeded, they would rise together, and if she failed, he would accompany her to the end of his life in this world.

However, it is a pity that he can only be the only one who is white-headed. The life span of the demon can only be as long as he can imagine.

The days passed unhurriedly, but the unlucky emperor still didn't come to find Mo Li, and Mo Li's mood changed from the leisurely and comfortable at the beginning to the current irritability and irritability.

If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Ziwei was still there, she would have been a little unlucky, whether the emperor was killed by the ruthless woman Xunyue.

Unlucky Emperor, you must come on. The dignified Heavenly Realm Immortal Official, don't be destroyed by a human woman. Even if she has the aura of a heroine, she is also a human being.

Fortunately, before Mo Li's patience ran out, His Majesty the Emperor finally appeared in her Buddha Garden.

It's just that the half moon is gone, and the man who is handsome and handsome, and the moon is full of white hair, and his whole body is filled with a heavy dead air.

The most important thing is that the Emperor Qi of Zi Weixing is almost half less than half a month ago. Such a change was something that Mo Li did not expect. "Your Majesty, what's going on?" Mo Li's tone was a little unpleasant.

The emperor was a little hesitant, a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say. "I'm having a round with the person who gave the ban......"

After hesitating for a long time, the emperor gritted his teeth, stalked his neck, and still said it.

Mo Li was simply stunned, is there any. This Xunyue is really willing to give up his blood for the sake of Ziweixing's emperor qi.

"Damn, Your Majesty, are you dying under the peony flower, and you are also a ghost, or is it that the upper body is useless at the moment of beauty?" Mo Li's brain twitched, and he said the words that came to his mind directly.

The little monk's face was almost black to the bottom of the pot, "cough cough ......" The little monk coughed lightly twice, signaling to let Mo Li pay attention.

His Majesty the Emperor was also stunned by Mo Li's words, are the girls now so wild and uninhibited, bold and vulgar?

The coughing sound of the little monk finally made Mo Li realize what she had said, wasn't she too surprised, a slip of the tongue?

Mo Li laughed wryly, and said with a little weakness, "Your Majesty, the grass people mean to say, it means ......."

After talking for a long time, Mo Li didn't say why, she wanted to ask the emperor if he had a brain convulsion.

The prince also coughed twice, and explained with some difficulty, "I am obsessed with my heart, I can't help myself, and I ask the doctor to forgive me." ”

It's just that in the emperor's words, there is no longer the tenderness of half a moon ago and the maintenance and worry about finding the moon.

For the coldness in the emperor's words, Mo Li was a little puzzled, shouldn't they be more intimate? Could it be that the old saying "when you get out of bed you turn your face and be ruthless" is also a truth that has stood the test of time?

Mo Li felt that she must have thought too much, she should buy a pack of decontamination powder, and then wipe out all the miscellaneous things in her head.

Immediately, Mo Li thought about it and thought of the reason, when your life is threatened, how can you have any thoughts, look at the stars, look at the moon, talk about ideals, talk about life. After all, I am full of warm thoughts.

"Your Majesty, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not?" Mo Li felt that she had really waited in vain for half a month, not only did she not wait for Xunyue to be weak, but she waited until the other party had the power of Ziwei Star Emperor, was there anyone more unlucky than her? (To be continued.) )