Most of the so-called vassal and elegant things are things that Wencheng Moke does, and Huang Mo can't hit the pole at all, but this pole is sometimes a little longer, and she has to fight for it.

For example, the man sitting upright in front of her was a gentle-looking man, but the intimidating momentum on his body, like a sword hanging silently above her head, had already made her unable to advance or retreat.

There was a piece of paper in front of her, and the four treasures of the study room were neatly placed, so that she thought for a moment that she had gone to the wrong place, this should not be the imperial examination room, but a column of many people lined up in one place, buried in writing and painting on the paper, some with sad faces, some with flying spirits, each with a different appearance, there are four statues of gods sitting in the four corners of this Senluo hall, like snakes, looking hideous and strange, Huang Mo stared at the paper in front of him, if you want to ask why it became like this, you have to start from a moment ago.

At one hour and three moments, the moon is on the tip.

Before she found the end of this stretching white desert, in the endless white, a long group of people suddenly appeared, she was tired and tired, and she didn't know what to do.

Her call was finally heard by the gang, the figure with the head sitting on the tall horse paused, waved his hand to stop the person behind him, Huang Mo felt that his body was lifted up in the confusion of consciousness, and when he came to the tall horse, she heard the man's voice: "How can there be a soul here?" ”

"My lord, this should come from below."

"Oh...... In that case, the time has indeed come. Then they were brought together to the city of vain. ”

Huang Mo felt the snort of the big horse in front of her spray on her face, which made her sober up a little, but when she opened it, she saw not the kind of big horse in her consciousness, but a rough cheek, but the body under his neck was a horse body, and when he saw her wake up, his bronzed face showed her a standard smile with eight teeth.

Huang Mo was dumbfounded, and then fainted as expected.

When she woke up, she was already sitting in front of the pear wood carved table, with a pen and paper in front of her, and a tall and deep eaves above her head, dim, as if something was staring at her in the dark.

Huang Mo is a spirit.

There was a fire candle on the table, the candlelight was flickering, and everyone's face seemed to be in a daze, and they didn't react to the status quo at all, they were all working hard, Huang Mo was sitting on the field alone and at a loss, it felt like a scumbag sitting in the middle of a group of scholars, and he didn't even know the question he wanted to answer.

Huang Mo's left and right looked left and right seemed to arouse a person's vigilance, and he threw out a long whip, like a thunder in the sky, about to swim

The distracted Huang Mo was frightened, and the pen fell on the paper, blurring a cloud of ink.

The man's long whip pointed directly at Huang Mo, and said sharply: "Three thousand two hundred and eighty-one, why don't you use your pen?!" ”

Huang Mo paused for a moment before he realized that three thousand two hundred and eighty-one was referring to himself.

She also wanted to ask what she was doing now! 【！ #爱奇文学om @*Better Update, Faster]

"I don't know what you want me to write?" She could only tell the truth honestly.

The whip snapped in the air again, almost grazing Huang Mo's nose, Huang Mo was so frightened that he shrank back, and the man scolded angrily: "How can this be reasonable?!" Could it be that your whole life is blank?! ”

What she said made Huang Mo react, this occasion, which looked like an exam, turned out to be for her to write her life...... But what's the point?

When it comes to her life, should she write about her life as Huang Mo or as Qianxue?

Huang Mo's life so far can only be carried in one and a half pages, and as Qianxueshi's life, it is not so thin, just what she has seen and heard, it can be said to be wonderful. And she couldn't start writing.

"Little Girl...... I don't know ......."

The man with the whip in his hand was dressed in a dark blue suit, with a long silver whip rolled up around his waist. Compared with the other people who were sitting in a precarious position, he looked like he was enjoying himself, putting his feet on the table in front of him, shaking slightly, but his face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen, but he could still hear that he was talking to himself, and for some reason the voice was still a little familiar.

"Interestingly, when the dead come here, they will continue to write until they have written their faults and good deeds, why are you still conscious?"

Huang Mo glanced around, and sure enough, the people here turned a deaf ear to their conversation, and only buried their heads in writing, scratching their ears and cheeks or howling and crying, compared to her, she was the only one who was distracted by the audience, and it was no wonder that those people all set their eyes on her, who was different from others.

"Bring her here."

A man came out from behind the curtain and whispered something to the man in the fancy costume, who immediately sat up straight, nodded, and stood up solemnly.

This attitude and complexion changed a little too quickly, Huang Mo couldn't help laughing for a while, chuckled, and immediately felt a cold gaze shooting towards him. It was the man in the fancy clothes, and then he looked at himself with a sly and warning look.

And Huang Mo froze in place, this man who laughed so terrifyingly was actually Mu Gongzi who accosted her when she was in the sea market!

Her brain boomed, and she was almost about to blurt out a sentence Mu Gongzi, but he moved his hand to his waist and shook the whip, and the sound of thunder made her swallow the words back, Mu Gongzi shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Grinding and chirping?! ”

The two people who were urging hurriedly walked towards Huang Mo.

Along the way, he said righteously that he also had feet

can walk, but he was ignored without hesitation, and Huang Mo found that these two big men had no feet, and when they were floating in the air with empty bodies, they still kept their mouths shut.

How did Mu Gongzi end up here? Huang Mo's brain spun rapidly, and only then did he realize that he had been guided all the way by this person, was she being used?

But what did this man do when he brought her here? She's just a weak, poor, but pretty edible kitten.

Maybe it was because of this that she saw the person who had been sitting firmly on the high platform, but behind the heavy curtains, it was a man dressed in a long armor, with sharp eyebrows, two temples hidden in snow, a dignified body, a majestic spirit, and a majestic style that was invincible. A pair of tigers, leopards and bear eyes swept towards her, and Huang Mo immediately curled up into a kitten.

The two demons put her on the ground and respectfully withdrew.

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