It seems that the rain can't stop tonight, and the dense rain has fallen from the dark sky, and it has already formed a net, covering the world of Peijiang.

What is the reason why this perfume pavilion was originally the residence of three women, but now he lives here with a man?

Of course, Mo Yunbai doesn't need to understand this kind of truth, because whether it is Muxiang or the Xuan Master of Moon Shadow Xuan, he regards him as a treasure, although Ye Handong doesn't like him very much, but he loves Wu Jiwu, and the person who likes Muxiang, even if Ye Handong doesn't like it in his heart, but for the sake of Muxiang, he still accepts a white-faced scholar like Mo Yunbai.

For this reason, Mo Yunbai remembered what happened at dusk yesterday.

Yes, what happened yesterday is still so clear and clear, and it still makes him remember it vividly, maybe in this cold night rain, he shouldn't think so much, but he really can't help but think about it.

Yesterday evening, a drizzle came.

Mo Yunbai remembered that night Handong looked unhappy, and then walked into the ancient temple by himself, and the people standing in the courtyard saw that Ye Handong looked like this, so they also entered the ancient temple.

It's raining outside, and only a fool is willing to stay in the yard all the time to get drenched in the rain, but fortunately, Mo Yunbai is not a fool, let alone a madman.

Yes, he is a scholar who has read poetry and books, and has received a good education since he was a child, but what happened just now has broken the kindness in his heart.

He thought that a kind person would definitely have a good reward, and he thought that as long as he had a benevolent heart, he would also get the same heart, but everything backfired, and everything was cloudy and gloomy.

It's so impossible.

So until all the people in the courtyard of the ancient temple entered the ancient temple, only Mo Yunbai did not enter the ancient temple, he seemed to have become a fool at the moment, and he didn't care about whether it rained or not, and he was alone in the courtyard, drenched in the rain.

Although the drizzle was small at the beginning, the rain in such a season was very cold, and when Nixiang wanted to enter the ancient temple, he saw Mo Yunbai standing alone in the courtyard.

From a distance, she could see Mo Yunbai's sadness, and Nixiang thought to herself: Brother Mo must be grieving for the old man's death, right? However, the deceased is gone, and he should not be like this.

Thinking of this, she didn't care if it was raining or not, she had already walked into the door of the ancient temple, and she seemed to have become a fool, and hurriedly walked out of the ancient temple.

Muxiang came to the courtyard and appeared behind Mo Yunbai, probably because she was close to Mo Yunbai, which made the sadness on Mo Yunbai's face more obvious in her eyes.

A drizzle of rain was falling, and drops hit his clear face, and she could see the drops gradually blur his face.

So, his face began to blur.

In Mud's eyes, his sadness became more apparent.

Mo Yunbai really couldn't figure out why there was so much killing in this world, this killing had already forced people to death, why was he still so happy?

At this moment, he is no longer thinking about quelling the war between the nations, nor is he thinking about lobbying the nations to value peace, he just wants to see how ugly this human nature should be? How bad?

However, everything was as he pleased.

In the rain, Muxiang was like a best friend he hadn't seen for many years, she opened her umbrella and appeared behind Mo Yunbai, and said softly: "Brother Mo, enter the ancient temple!?" ”

Mo Yunbai was sad and couldn't listen to her gentleness at all.

She didn't mind at all, and continued to persuade very patiently: "If you are not satisfied with this world, change it, you shouldn't stand here in the rain on such a rainy day!" ”

In winter, Peijiang accidentally hit a gust of wind, which not only caused the clothes of the two to flutter violently, but also blew the cold rain that was falling in the air.

The cold rain hit Mo Yunbai's body like a blizzard, and he turned around, looked at the mud fragrance with teary eyes, and asked in a soft voice, "Change the world?" ”

Mud Xiang nodded deeply at him.

However, Mo Yunbai under the umbrella did not alleviate the original sadness on his face, and he said again: "The world is so big, has it changed?" ”

It's not a sign of lack of confidence, it's a lifelong doubt for him.

The small village is a hidden and isolated village, the private school is a private school in the next world, and his own master is a master in Yunmeng Mountain, and the skills passed on to him are tens of millions, but everything is based on kindness.

When he first entered the rivers and lakes this time, everything he could see was very contrary to this foundation, and every time he experienced it, he had a lot of sadness.

Grief is like a poison handed down from the underworld for thousands of years, gradually corroding his mind, and every time it seems to be calling him to change his original intention.

But none of that can change.

Others don't understand his situation, but as a person who loves him and likes him, he can't be unclear, so Muxiang just told him lightly.

- to change the world.

Yes, human nature should be like this, sticking to the original intention is sticking to the faith.

- If you can't change yourself, you can change the world.

It's just that it's difficult.

However, no matter how difficult it was, Muxiang always supported him, so after he said something uncertain, the umbrella in Muxiang's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and then held her warm and soft hands in clear hands.

This is a pair of divine hands, sending out bursts of heat transmitted throughout Mo Yunbai's body, and in a trance, thousands of years of time suddenly saw tenderness.

As far as the eyes of the two in the rain looked, a spark of love flashed.

Mo Yunbai vaguely saw the mud fragrance as a woman who had entered his heart - Hua was ashamed.

With such a beautiful face, a shocking peerless beauty, the person who appeared in the rain was even sexier, and unconsciously, there was too much negative energy suppressed in his body, so he wanted to release it to his heart's content.

The arrival of this moment is as bright as the sunshine of spring, as bright as the starlight in the night, and if his move is seen by those who enter the ancient temple, it will surely make those people admire and move.

——Eat the courage of the ambitious leopard, and dare to kiss the mud incense.

Is this a plot that a polite scholar should have?

Could it be that at this moment, he has grown into a man, into a man who can be charming?

He was so grateful to this person who could give him warmth when he was vulnerable, he couldn't help but kiss the muddy lips, as if he had eaten honey at this moment, once he kissed it, he didn't want to let go.

Never felt like ever.

For a kiss like Mo Yunbai, Muxiang may also enjoy it, even in a dream, in a virtual time space, she also likes and rejoices.

So no matter whether there is anyone around them, and whether the two people who kiss passionately in the rain or not whether there are people around them, the whole body is like an electric current flowing towards all the organs in their bodies.

It's just that the good times are always over, and a leaf drifts in the cold sky.

There was cold rain on the leaves, and the rain was like a gift from a cold winter, cold like a dogskin plaster stuck to their skin.

Suddenly, this leaf was like some kind of insulator, which made the passion of the kiss drop to zero in an instant, so Mo Yunbai suddenly became conscious.

He said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! After that, he turned around like a little child, his face flushed, like a child who had been caught by an adult, his eyes were wandering, and his expression was at a loss.

(End of chapter)