Chapter Eighty-Six: The Red Rope Swings, and the Love Is Deep
"Yanluo, wake up! Yanluo, that's an illusion, don't believe it! Mo Tong anxiously shook Yanluo's body. ,
But the smoke is sleeping fragrantly, and the owner of the wonton shop rubbed his hands and said, "Childe, you see that this is to blame us for a lot of things, I thought that this girl hadn't been here for a long time, so I gave her the self-brewed chrysanthemum brew to drink, but I didn't expect her to get drunk after just a small sip!" ”
Mo Tong nodded at the old man, "It's okay, I'll take care of her!" Boss, let's get busy first! ”
The boss wanted to speak and stopped, "Childe, I see that this girl is full of worries, don't be drunk because of the depression in your heart!" ”
Mo Tong nodded, and then looked at Yanluo, her stunning face was now in front of his eyes, sleeping quite peacefully, but her brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes stretched, and she muttered, "Is it a dream?" “
"Smoke!" Mo Tong called softly
"I'll give you two choices!" Yanluo muttered. The latter words were as thin as mosquitoes, and Mo Tong didn't hear them clearly.
Yanluo didn't know when she sat up, her eyes were tightly closed, her hand suddenly touched her face, and Mo Tong sighed lowly, "What do you want me to do!" ”
"Give me an answer!" The eyelashes were long, blinking uneasily, and there seemed to be a moist liquid dripping from inside.
"Yanluo, what answer do you have?" Mo Tong stroked Yanluo's forehead, so hot! The uneasiness in his heart was even greater
Blame him! He should have come here earlier, but now it is useless to be annoyed, he looked around, and the cup of chrysanthemum brew on the table where Yanluo was lying on his stomach was still in place.
The aroma of wine mixed with the fragrant fragrance of chrysanthemums drilled into the nostrils in waves, and the ink pupil subconsciously covered his nose. The crisp aroma of wine seemed to be mixed with the fragrance of the mortal world, and he was very familiar with this fragrance when he was still Qin Lie. Who used this kind of indiscriminate means to fascinate the smoke. What do they want to do?
Mo Tong's eyes rolled, and he pretended to be drunk and leaned on Yanluo to lie down.
Soon someone came around, and Mo Tong could see clearly, it was a pair of beast's feet, and he was still suspicious, he dared to show his original form on the streets of Chang'an in broad daylight, unless this was not really Suzaku Street.
I obviously came here after receiving a letter from Yanluo. How could Yanluo get drunk without saying a word? It was too weird, he knew that Yanluo had never been such an indulgent person.
Thinking of this, I heard someone talking beside me, "Boss, do you say that this month old man has fallen asleep?" ”
Mo Tong felt a hairy head approaching her. Looking around, he didn't move, afraid of being discovered.
The man sniffed around him a few times, "Looks like it's time to enter the illusion with Yanluozi!" ”
"So what do we do now?"
"What's the hurry, bring these two people's bodies back first!"
"Take it back? Back to the Demon Realm? ”
"Are you stupid? Isn't it necessary to be punished by the demon king when returning to the demon world! This is the boss's own private action! And I didn't get the permission of the Demon King! ”
"Huh? The demon king knows. The two of us aren't going to be unlucky!
"I did it without doing it. Stop being verbose, get to work! ”
After one of the little demons finished speaking, Mo Tong already felt that his body was being taken up by someone.
He opened his eyes slightly, but there were two birds, and the body of Yanluo was lying on the body of a bird, and there was no blood on his face.
"Smoke!" The ink pupil called softly, and was quickly drowned in the whistling wind
One of the demons turned his head and glanced at the ink pupil suspiciously, and when he saw that he didn't react, he fell down a cliff.
A thick cloud of smoke rises from the bottom of the cliff.
The demon threw the ink pupil to the ground, and turned to the visitor, "Boss." It's over so soon? ”
"It's just a little demon, how much more does it take?" Mo Tong was surprised to hear his own voice.
"Boss. Whose voice are you? ”
"Oh, I just changed the voice of someone else to create a dream!"
"That's not right!" A little demon patted his head and said
"Boss, did you only see this banshee? Haven't you met Yue Lao?"
"Old Moon? That moon was my dream! “
"Look at his flesh!" The dream demon suddenly had a bad premonition
Yan Luo and Mo Tong's bodies were leaning together, motionless
"Boss, you're fine! These two should be out of their bodies! ”
The dream demon was still a little uneasy, "You, go and see!" ”
The little demon approached the ink pupil unhappily, and reached out to touch the ink pupil's body, but the red rope that came out of nowhere was tied firmly.
"Red rope? It's the old moon! The dream demon was startled, and the little demon next to him pushed the soles of his feet to smear oil and slip away.
Where did the ink pupil allow him to escape, and after taking care of another little demon, the red rope snaked out, and he followed closely, and a faint red light appeared in his palm, knocking the demon to the ground.
The dream demon's huge wings flapped suddenly, and a black light from his fingers smashed straight towards Yue Lao.
Yue Lao snorted coldly: "I can't do it!" Don't think you're a demon, I can't do anything about you! Dream Demon, I heard that you are most afraid of fish in your life, why don't I make the decision to match you to the catfish princess of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea today, are you willing! ”
"The old moon is immortal!" The dream demon gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it a violation of heaven for you to do this?" ”
"Oh? Marriages in this world are all made by me, and I naturally know better than you what a happy marriage is! ”
As if deflated, the dream demon unloaded the attack in his hand, and the next second he found that he seemed to be bound by a red rope and levitated in midair.
Mo Tong nodded with satisfaction: "That's great!" ”
Then he raised his eyebrows, "Say it!" ”
"What do you mean by being an immortal?"
"Tell me, where did you take the soul of Yanluo?"
"The little demon doesn't understand the meaning of the immortals!"
"You really don't understand?" Ink Hitomi's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Don't dare to deceive, I really don't understand!" The dream demon's eyes dodged, but his subordinates struggled a little more
"Good!" Mo Tong only said a good word, and suddenly took off a white jade hairpin from the top of his head, the hairpin body was white and lush, and a golden light shrouded him, and the three demons were shrouded in it.
"Gossip map! The immortal spares his life, although we are demons, we have never done anything hurtful, please let the immortal fall lightly! ”
"I'd love to get it off too! Now tell me where you have taken the smoked diarth! ”
"Hmph, you can't see her anymore!"
"What did you say?"
"I said, the smoke has been swallowed by the Mengjie!"
"Mengjie?" At the same time as Mo Pupil's words came out, the golden light suddenly shrank into a golden ball of light, and the three demons screamed in horror and finally calmed down
Mo Tong swept the ball of light in his hand and said coolly, "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I will leave you in the Mongolian realm and never be reborn!" ”
After finishing the words, he disappeared without a trace like a red star, and Yanluo's body disappeared with it.
At the same time, Yanluo entered the gray world that she had come to a long time ago.
That time she was ignorant, she saw a lot, experienced a lot, but couldn't figure out the point, this time she hoped to follow the yearning in her heart to find the traces left by her mother and father. (To be continued......) R1292