He grabbed the brush crookedly, accidentally used too much strength, the paper as thin as a cicada's wings pierced a big hole, he looked at the second brother's expression with trepidation, he frowned, and changed a piece of paper for him, and said, "You learn to lift the pen first." ”

"Pointing to the truth and being false. Keep your wrists flat and don't freeze. It's rare for the second brother to give so many points of advice: "Don't work too the pen, write slowly, and write stroke by stroke." ”

As he spoke, he gasped, as if it was really embarrassing to say so much in one breath, and then looked at his shaky hand, the ink dripped down, and the flawless white smudged open.

This time, Qing Yue was very afraid that he would lose his patience, and there was a bag of tears in his anxious eyes, as if his appearance made the second brother feel compassion, he sighed, and his expression was a little helpless. Sitting on the stool, a hand was ringed, his body bones did not grow much higher than Qingyue, it was quite difficult, holding Qingyue in his arms, he held Qingyue's hand with some difficulty and said, "Follow me." ”

This is the first time that Qingyue has been held in his brother's arms, and even his father rarely hugs him, he has long forgotten that the arms of people are so warm. I think it's the temperature he's been looking forward to in the nights of tossing and crying.

He felt something in his heart slowly melting, evidence of their blood connection.

But it didn't last long, and something happened along the way. But in his memory, his second brother will always be so mature and quiet, but his disappearance from the palace and his second brother's stupidity, is there any inevitable connection between this?

"I think your father should be able to say something about this." Jun Li's heart jumped when he said this.

Father?

The man who kept his father out of his mind all the time, but retracted it several times. For Qing Yue, this is just an unfamiliar word and a few tall backs that turned away, maybe they are not the same, his father is an emperor, and his birth is sure that they can't get along as close as ordinary father and son.

"You haven't gone to greet your father and emperor yet, so let's go to the palace now." Jun Carp got up and put on the dark blue long coat, the winter is steep, the cold has not disappeared, the sky does not know when the snow fell, when he spread out his palm to submerge the snow, he was thinking about Huang Mo in the bottom of his heart, the little apprentice didn't know how it was going now?

Hopefully, this time, they will all have something to gain.

Huang Mo left the mansion and thought about it, since the master is not here, everything has to rely on himself. She really didn't expect that Tiansi Jian would be so bold and dare to rob so many people at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

But when she thought about it, she felt a little confused.

Although the kid had seen with his own eyes that the man in black had robbed all the people, if he had burned and plundered the entire village according to the method of the Heavenly Inspector, it should have been their practice, and why did they take all the trouble to take them away?

And the second wave of people should be with the villagers

That group is not on the same path, if the third prince of the third party also intervenes, what is his purpose?

It seems that there is a rule in it, but in fact, I don't know if it is after she has returned to a spirit, she has recovered some of her ability and wisdom as a demon king, she just touched some blind spots in it, her brain, which has never learned and has no skills, has recovered her memory, but there is a flash of inspiration.

And this was what was taking shape in her intuition.

Huang Mo pinched it in his hand, this was the Shushan tracking spell that Qing Yue gave her, and began to search according to the residual taste of Li Jiazhuang on this child's body.

Because she was not taken away for a long time, the smell of this Lijiazhuang villager can be found in theory, but her spell is very empty, let alone a trace, not even a trace of breath.

Tiansijian and Shushan are the same way, and it is reasonable to have a technical barrier to each other. Tiansi Jian also seems to be guarding against Shushan's hand, so he is cautious and does not leave half a trace.

Fortunately, she still has a god as a master.

Although in the past, when her brain was not good, the master poured out the orthodox spells of the divine realm on her, but she chewed half-baked, and now those pouting and white snow are so transparent, I think that after she has collected all her souls, she should be a rare smart person in the sky and on the earth.

It's a pity that she didn't know what she had done, which caused her to be smart and mistaken by her cleverness.

Huang Mo followed the spell that her master taught her, and after a short while, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Over the extremely high mountains and waterways, the children of the Majiazhuang are hidden deep enough, the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers that change at four times, the winter snow melts, the early spring is gradually pretty, the mountain white frozen snow reflects the green, the grass and trees are secluded, the suburbs are rocky and wild, but it is also pleasing to the eye.

Previously, Master had already told her that the so-called truth is to see from the surface the part of the reality that has been covered up, and that anything that feels wrong will not be clear for a while, but it is necessary to believe that this is just a paradox between what the eyes see and what the head has after the truth has been covered, which can fully explain that all this is not true.

In the fog, you are not afraid of floating clouds, you can stand on your feet and watch the sunset by the river, and you can also face up to your original intention.

Huang Mo's figure quietly sneaked into the cave, this place was very much what she thought she could see as soon as she went out, it was also a cold and damp prison and a dark crypt, she could imagine those hands stretched out from behind the railing for help and sad moans, if it was better, if it was worse, she was afraid that she would not be able to come too late.

If those people can't be saved, then what will happen to that child?

Huang Mo stepped up his speed.

The road was rugged and bumpy, and not long after her feet stepped in, she felt her ankles stagnate, and her steps were even a little obscure

Tricked?

How can there be such a great power in the world?

So that she didn't even notice it?

She was shocked, but it wasn't the main thing, but she felt her feet gradually losing sensation, as if they were merging with the rocks beneath her feet, and she could see the dark shadows creeping upwards, clutching her ankles.

Huang Mo took a deep breath and desperately tried to lift his feet up. But it still didn't help.

The black shadow spread so fast, not only her feet, but also her arms that weighed more than a thousand pounds, Huang Mo secretly screamed in her heart, and suddenly remembered the shell that the master gave her, and warned her that she must call for help in time if she encountered any danger, but the speed of her control was so fast that she almost lost consciousness all over her body.

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