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After doing mental construction for a long time, I patted my face that didn't have much flesh, did a few more facial exercises, and opened my mouth up and down, left and right.

Mo Dye Yi felt that he was ready, and he went on stage without hesitation.

From the side, this Nangong young master's skin is still very good, melancholy eyebrows and eyes, it is the one that many petty bourgeois girls like to write, tsk, this background is also good, all of them are static, this yard, this person, only snowflakes flutter carefree, running through heaven and earth.

If it's the only fly in the ointment, I'm afraid it's this person's clothes, how can he wear so much? It should be a single coat in the wind.

When he got closer, he was shocked to realize how thin this person was, only the bones were left in the exposed fingers, and the neck was deeply sunken, which made people feel that they couldn't help frowning.

"Young Master Nangong." She called softly, slightly blessed.

Nangong Zangfeng turned his head, the melancholy aura spread out a lot, it was the first time he looked at this little girl named Mo Dye Yi in such a detailed way, and sure enough, as rumored, she was also in poor health, unhealthy and translucent complexion, making her look more like a fragile glass doll, delicate eyebrows and eyes, a delicate air rubbed in them, and her eyes were like deer, wet with anxiety and cowardice......

It's still a child!

He couldn't help but lower his voice, "Miss Mo doesn't need to be polite, just call me Zangfeng." ”

Biting his lip, "Brother Zangfeng...... "Nima, the eldest brother is always stronger than the elder brother.

"Then I'll call you Sister Dye." Nangong Zangfeng is as good as a stream.

"Brother Zangfeng, do you know why he ordered a family affair for you and me back then?" Ink-dyed clothes blushed, and it seemed that it had taken all the strength of his body to ask such a shameful word.

Such an opening remark, a shy look in his eyes......

She shouldn't be willing to retreat, right? In the eyes of the native Firmament Continental, this is a good family affair, and he roughly has a spectrum of the strength of the Nangong family, and he also expects that the divorce will not be so smooth.

Sure enough, the children of this world are more precocious!

Getting married at the age of thirteen? The body hasn't grown yet!

Although boys and girls take physiology classes separately when they go to school, in the Internet age, information is so developed, and there are countless pieces of bombarded education, and the hidden knowledge has long been popularized.

Thirteen years old! Teenage girl!

That's a crime to them!

"The jade silkworm cocoon of the dyed sister doesn't seem to be smooth." He thought about it, but decided to give a small blow to pave the way for the rest of the words.

As a traversal person, as a person who has read countless traversal texts and is not a novice, of course he knows the importance of inquiring into his own situation, although it has only been a few months in this world, but the life of Nangong Zangfeng is really lackluster, except for taking medicine is taking medicine, there is no pastime on weekdays, it is said that he can't even read a word, just because he is afraid that he will be too bothered.

There is only one big courtyard in the world of life, and the most common thing to deal with is not parents and relatives, but the descendants of men and women, old and young, and their favorite thing is to listen to stories, especially stories about immortals.

It is precisely because of his only hobby that he gradually understands the world he has crossed over, as well as what happened to Nangong Zangfeng.

Mutated spiritual root, short-lived physique, the eldest young master of the Nangong family...... Finally, I knew that I had a sick fiancée, born insufficient, fortunately there was a spiritual root, but it was also a very poor four-line spiritual root, the jade spirit butterfly of the Mo family could cure his illness, but this little fiancée called Mo Dye Yi seemed to be very weak, and she chose the best jade silkworm for her to be half-dead, and the first cocoon was not completed.

The Nangong family didn't come to the door at that time, just because his body still needed to be recuperated, and there was still plenty of time, this time they received news that the Mo family had several girls' jade silkworms cocooning at the same time, and there would always be one of them turning into a butterfly.

With such a plan, the ink-dyed Geng post naturally brought it with her, and her jade silkworm was happy if it could turn into a cocoon, and this person didn't need to be changed, if not, just return it.

But in his opinion, this kind of marriage by nature is worse than blind marriage and dumb marriage, and because he found the miracle of rebellion attached to his body, he was anxious to get out of the sight of the Nangong family, and wanted to fight monsters, upgrade and upgrade, and then cultivate an immortal in the future, looking for a beautiful flower like a flower, no, the vision should be more ambitious, one can't!

It has to be a few confidantes and hot beauties as companions, so that he can wear this scene in vain!

Hougong (please correct it automatically, this word is in harmony ~) He is not so ambitious, this is a real drop, especially considering his current small body, three thousand beauties, Nima, it must be unbearable!

The ink-dyed clothes took two steps back, his eyes were red, and there were tears in him, "I see...... Brother Tibetan style is disgusted ......"

"Yes," her eyes were like crying, and tears fell suddenly, "I'm just the daughter of the Mo family's side branch, I'm not worthy of Zangfeng's eldest brother, my spiritual root is poor, my cultivation is low, I can't even raise jade silkworms, I almost died, I ......" The grief and indignation couldn't be suppressed, it seemed that he no longer had the face to stand in front of Nangong Zangfeng, the ink dyed clothes covered his mouth, forced his voice, and ran away.

Leaving only the tears that drifted away, accompanied by the snowflakes falling, the dots are connected, and a meandering ...... is drawn in the snow

There was a sense of guilt in his heart, which lingered for a long time, Nangong Zangfeng's gaze became more and more melancholy, he had just hurt a girl's crystal clear heart! Before the flower buds, it will be pinched raw!

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Ink-dyed clothes ran all the way, ran back to the main sect, and found the Seven Clans Bomo Shiwen for the first time.

Don't look at the Seven Clansmen's vicious mouth, his actions are vicious and ruthless, but that is only limited to the outside, although the Seven Clans are strict internally, it is hatred of iron and steel, and he has one of the biggest shining points, protecting the short!

Therefore, the first thing that comes to mind when the children of the clan are angry outside, is definitely him, and the ink-dyed clothes are no exception, although, uh, she doesn't seem to have anything to do with Zhongweitang......

Mo Shiwen is not a young man after all, he has passed the age of impulsiveness, and he is still very calm, at least he suppressed the fire, listening to his niece who can't be beaten by eight poles, crying and crying, intermittently, chirping from beginning to end, and from tail to end, there is no order to speak of a few times.

It's really not that he likes to listen, it's really this kid crying heartbreakingly, incoherent, around his temperament has always been bad, seeing that his niece is pitiful, almost crying and angry, and he can't pull his face to reprimand.

"Enough!" Mo Shiwen's patience came to an end, his eyebrows stood up, and his eyes widened, "Hold back!" ”

The little girl's crying here stopped abruptly, turned into inhalation and whimpering, and the teardrops did not fall to the ground and fell into eight petals, but changed to two lines of silent tears, like a trickle, looking more pitiful than just now.