The big dream is 9,000 years, and now it is reborn, and things are gone.

But in this holy land of Yaochi, it is possible that he is about to meet the old man, how can he not throb?

"Miss Murong, Mo has come in. ”

Mo Lingxuan greeted first, and after hearing the response, he lifted the bead curtain and walked in.

Immediately, what caught my eye was the perfect shadow of three unparalleled beauty.

The three Xuannu, each with their own merits, are either cold and noble, or shy flowers in the closed moon, or tender like water, so that Mo Lingxuan can't help but secretly praise the second person.

In mortal world, it is extremely rare to have such a beautiful woman.

His gaze fell on Murong Xian'er's delicate snow-white face again, staring at it for a long time.

Although he still couldn't see his true face through the veil, this time it was different from the distance under the attic, and Mo Lingxuan could see it more clearly.

Every part of the body of this 'Red Dust First Immortal' tends to be perfect, and Miao Man's body can make almost any man he has ever seen go crazy, like the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator.

Those cold and beautiful eyes that seem to have a hint of resentment and sorrow are even more pitiful, and it is difficult to take their eyes off.

However, Mo Lingxuan only looked at it with appreciation, and he paid more attention to whether Murong Xian'er was really the Ice Spirit Demon Servant who had not fallen in his previous life, Yan Yuruo.

But first, let Murong Xian'er take off the veil.

"This... It's Mo Gongzi, right?Don't look at Sister Murong and be stunned~"

At this time, the light laughter of the moon fairy on the side sounded, and the beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

She and Fairy Luo were constantly looking at Mo Lingxuan, as if they were helping Murong Xian'er screen and check, and Mo Lingxuan was a little embarrassed...

Secretly, they found that in addition to not being able to see through his martial arts cultivation, Mo Lingxuan was quite satisfied with other aspects, both in terms of temperament and appearance.

The most important thing is the person who can really make up for the Ni Shang Qu, and looking at the brief collision with Yuwen Tuo before, the combat power is at least the martial realm.

Being stared at by Mo Lingxuan like this, Murong Xian'er's white fungus also quietly surged with a touch of crimson, and the beauty was shy, so she was not tempted.

And her heart was beating for some reason, and the young man in front of her seemed to make her soul throb in the depths.

"Mo Lingxuan..."

Murmuring in her heart, for this name, Mo Rong Xian'er had a strange and strange feeling, and even flashed through her mind more than once like a broken memory.

The origin of the name of Wangxuan Tower is also because of this.

"I don't know Miss Murong... Can you take off the veil and let me see it?"

Regarding the ridicule of the Closed Moon Fairy, Mo Lingxuan smiled faintly and didn't care. Immediately, he spoke directly to Murong Xian'er.

"Hmm... Mo Gongzi's request seems to be a little difficult. ”

Without waiting for Murong Xian'er to respond, Fairy Closed Moon shook her head and smiled gently: "Sister Murong has never taken off her veil in front of any man. ”

"Okay, Shuyue, Xiaoluo, let me have a few words with Master Mo alone?"

However, the next moment, Murong Xian'er's soft voice shocked the two of them immediately, and immediately the two beautiful cheeks swelled with disbelief, and they all looked at Murong Xian'er.

"Sister Murong..."

The Closed Moon Fairy asked again unconvinced.

"It's okay, let's go down first. ”

Murong Xian'er still responded with a faint smile.

This made the two of them cast strange glances at Mo Lingxuan, I don't know what kind of magic this young man has, and he would suddenly make Murong Xian'er, who has always been the most cold, have such an attitude.

When only himself and Mo Lingxuan were left in Wangxuan's attic, Murong Xian'er's jade hand slowly reached behind her ear and took off the veil.

In an instant, a flawless, peerless goddess-like cheek was revealed in front of Mo Lingxuan's eyes.

"Boom..."

Immediately, Mo Lingxuan's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes stared straight at Murong Xian'er.

This face was so familiar to him, because it was exactly the same as Mo Lingxuan's Ice Spirit Demon Servant, Yan Yuruo, in his previous life!

"Yuruo?"

After a long time, Mo Lingxuan tried to shout.

"Young Master Mo... Are you calling me?"

But see, Murong Xian'er didn't have the slightest impression of this name!

"Have you ever heard of the name Yan Yuruo?"

Mo Lingxuan bowed slightly, and asked again, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Yan Yuruo?"

Murong Xian'er frowned slightly, as if she was recalling something, but there was no result for a long time: "I haven't heard of it, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you're a lot like an old man of mine. ”

Mo Lingxuan shook his head slightly, slightly disappointed, but then seemed to think of something: "Offended." ”

After saying that, Mo Lingxuan directly put his palm on Murong Xian'er Xiang's shoulder unexpectedly, closed his eyes slightly, and the state of the gods and demons' eyes instantly opened, probing through all the vanity in the world, down to the essence of things.

Under the eyes of the gods and demons, Mo Lingxuan saw the depths of Murong Xian'er's soul.

That essential sense of familiarity for a long time made Mo Lingxuan understand the truth in an instant.

This soul is indeed his Yan Yuruo, but the memory and body are completely different.

In other words, Murong Xian'er should be the reincarnation of Yan Yuruo who has not yet recovered her memory.

After knowing this result, Mo Lingxuan's heart could be said to be relieved, he was afraid that Murong Xian'er was not what he thought.

At the same time, a cold hatred once again permeated his heart.

Since Yan Yuruo had been forced to the point of urging the reincarnation technique of nine deaths and one life, it was hard to imagine that after the fall of Mo Lingxuan, how many god kings and immortals in the Hongmeng world had sent to hunt down and kill the demon servants under his command?

"Mo Gongzi..."

It was Murong Xian'er's voice that made Mo Lingxuan retreat from the state of the gods and demons.

"Sorry for the offense. ”

Mo Lingxuan hurriedly withdrew his palm and said apologetically.

After all, the current Murong Xian'er was not Yan Yuruo before recovering the memory of his previous life, and he naturally couldn't be as casual as before.

"It's okay, Master Mo can just call me Xian'er. ”

Murong Xian'er shook her head slightly, even she herself didn't know why she had a sense of intimacy with the young man in front of her.

If someone else dared to be so disrespectful to her, she would probably shoot directly.

As one of the eight great feudal figures, although Murong Xian'er never fights with others, it does not mean that her strength is weak.

"Okay, the perfect goddess is still close to the last part of the song, Xian'er, let's continue?"

Mo Lingxuan bowed slightly, and sat down directly in front of a jade qin.

Since the current Yan Yuruo is not a complete her, then I will guard him by his side until the real Yan Yuruo returns.

The memory of his previous life, as long as he Mo Lingxuan regained the Holy Realm, he would have his own way.