Chapter Eighty-Eight: Do You Believe It or Not?

He glanced at the dense sheet music casually, his hand resting on the strings and not moving. Bai Ye opened the curtain and said softly, "Xuan'er, don't disturb the girl." Isn't it fun out there?"

Xuanwu pouted, "Don't, you want to stay with your mother." ”

Bai Ye didn't take his nonsense seriously, and came to hold him with a smile, "Sister Baoxi is also fun there." ”

At this point, Xuanwu's eyes lit up, and he was obediently taken away.

I couldn't laugh or cry, for this foodie, there was probably nothing more attractive to him than Bao Xi's cooking skills.

At the end of the boring two hours, the half-page score was finally smoothed out a little. I picked a piece of silk cloth and covered the piano body, and looked outside, it was already sunrise and sky, and the golden sun shone on an endless silver white, cold and desolate.

He threw the hairball in the nest, put on his cloak and went out.

Many disciples had already gone down the mountain one after another in the past few days, and most of the disciples who were left behind were homeless or far away. Mo Lingyin obviously lives in Jinxun City at the foot of the mountain, but he has not returned for a long time.

It was about the same as estimated, and when she arrived at the place where the spiritual cultivator lived, and accurately found the courtyard where Mo Lingyin lived in a blanket of silver, it was already empty, and the door was full of people. There are only a few small footprints on the white snow that has not melted, leading to nowhere.

I pushed open the hidden door, and saw a plain courtyard in front of me, and two trees were planted in front of the main gate, all of which were crystal white, and there was silence around.

She walked briskly towards the room, which seemed uninhabited. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Lingyin hadn't left yet, I'm afraid she wouldn't believe that there were still people here.

The branches shook violently, and fine pieces of snow fell, striking her head and face. This snow is not new, but snow that has been frozen for several days, mixed with ice ballast, and it hurts to hit the body.

Along with the fall of the snow ballast, there was a girl's laughter like a silver bell.

When he looked at it, he saw Mo Lingyin holding the blue big coat, and he was already standing in the corridor at some point, bending over with a smile.

The spiritual power that hit the branch was exactly what she made.

Shaking off the broken snow on his head, he glared at the man helplessly, and walked quickly down the hallway.

Mo Lingyin shook her with a pair of cold hands and smiled, "You won't be angry, will you?"

She was about to laugh angrily, and a lot of ice ballast fell into her neck, probably all melted into it, so she didn't feel uncomfortable, and immediately slapped off the ice hands that had come to absorb her heat after the accident.

"Hey, why are you really angry, such a good snow, wouldn't it be a pity not to play it? Besides, everyone else has gone home, and I am the only one who has no home to go!" Mo Lingyinxing's eyes widened, and she said very exaggeratedly, "You don't care about me!"

"Why don't you go back? It's going to be the end of the year in a few days, right?"

Mo Lingyin was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously, "It's still early for the New Year, and in half a month, you won't remember when the New Year will be?"

Miao blinked, and hurriedly remedied, "That should be my mistake." She also thought that the New Year would be over soon after the holiday, and in the past few days, Bai Ye has also privately cut red window flowers for storage, and Baoxi has also made a new plum blossom rice wine, which always gives her a feeling that the taste of the New Year is very strong.

Fortunately, Mo Lingyin didn't pay attention to this, and took her down the straight corridor for a few steps and pushed open a door.

The interior of the house is very clean, just a small bed, a dresser, a table of eight immortals, and a few small stools. Compared with her boudoir in Mofu, it is heaven and earth.

She raised her eyebrows differently, she didn't expect this eldest lady's life in the sect to be so simple.

A fire spirit bead was thrown under the stove, and in a short time the teapot was steaming. Anyway, Mo Lingyin is not short of money, and he is too lazy to save in this regard.

Two cups of tea were poured, and the two of them each held them in their hands to warm their hands.

He took out Gu Yuan Dan and threw it on the table, saying, "You want it." ”

Mo Lingyin accepted it and said, "Everyone else told me to have a good relationship with medical cultivation, and it's true!" As long as the medical cultivator he was dealing with was not low, it was still possible to make a few pills that were beneficial to cultivation.

Although the Mo Mansion was rich and noble, where would the main room in the palm of her hand leave the cultivation materials to her? She was afraid that she would not have time to prevent her, for fear of giving her a little resource. and called her more than her own son.

"I heard that a certain fire attribute spiritual cultivator went to your medical cultivator to find a Taoist companion, just for Gu Yuan Dan, it's just ......"

Lu Luo found that the more this person talked, the more outrageous it became, and he was full of gossip, and said directly, "Stop, do you want to see if so much is enough?"

Mo Lingyin was interrupted, his face was a little more lonely and difficult to find a confidant, he opened the lid and looked inside, only to see that it was dark, and there was a lot of weight, and he said happily, "Enough is enough." ”

"How strange that immortal elder, there are quite a lot of things, I heard that the senior brother said that the previous holidays were at most for us to review the "General History", so that there are no requirements for cultivation, but guess what he said this year?"

There is no wave in my heart, but I still have to be surprised by face.

Mo Lingyin nodded and continued, "He actually let each of us ascend to at least one realm! Wanzhong Mountain is also too terrifying!"

When he heard this name, he chuckled in his heart, stared at Mo Lingyin tightly, and said, "What do you think of Wanzhong Mountain?"

Mo Lingyin said, "Terrible!"

As soon as she saw the teasing on her face, she knew that she was not serious, but although Wan Chongshan gave her a bad impression, it didn't mean that Mo Lingyin also thought so, so when the words came to her mouth, she didn't know how to say it.

Mo Lingyin said, "What's wrong?"

He shook his head, "I just don't think he's quite right." ”

Mo Lingyin blinked and said disapprerovingly, "The Immortal Chief has already told us, the incident that day was just a misunderstanding, and he was worried that something related to the demon clan would be brought in, so he was a little excited." ”

Luo Miao frowned, he actually explained to his disciples like this, not only to clear himself, but also to discredit her. It is said that it is a misunderstanding, how can these disciples not use the topic to play?

What's more, Mo Lingyin also completely believed in him.

She held the quilt in the palm of her hand, but she still felt a chill down her spine.

"If I tell you, Wan Chongshan is very strange, not a good person, do you believe it?" Lu Yu looked at Mo Lingyin and said. In fact, she didn't know the bottom of her heart, and there was no definite evidence to prove that he had a problem. But according to his sixth sense, he always felt that he was planning something. It's dangerous, just stay away.

Mo Lingyin looked at her confusedly, "No, he's an immortal." ”