"You care about him?"

Mo Mianzhi's mind is actually very easy to understand.

In the words of others, her gaze was indifferent, there was no wave at all, even to Su Mu, her gaze was that unimpressive.

Even if it's not the walking dead, it's not much the same.

And when she saw the innocence, Mo Mianzhi's eyes flashed a light that she didn't notice herself.

It's weak, but it's real.

After the white figure disappeared around the corner, Mo Mianzhi withdrew his gaze.

"Innocent ......"

"Has he been in the Southern?"

"No, I just came here some time ago, and I heard that I was invited by the patriarch for a long time."

"Where does he live?" Mo Mianzhi subconsciously wanted to ask.

"Huh? He lives in Lingying Mansion, no, Miss Mo, what are you asking for? ”

"Just curious."

Nanning hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously, "Miss Mo, do you know him?" ”

Mo Mian shook his head, but he didn't want to say anything more.

Although Nanning wanted to ask, she could only stop her mouth when she saw Mo Mianzhi's cold look.

All the words were blocked in the throat.

"Then Miss Mo, let's keep walking?"

"Hmm." Mo Mianzhi replied to him.

After that, except for some subordinates on the road, there was no one else, and naturally no one dared to ask Mo Mianzhi's identity.

All the way to Nanjiao's yard unimpeded, Nanning asked Mo Mian to stand outside for a while, and only after making sure that there was no one inside, did he dare to let Mo Mian stop in.

On the other side of the room was the portrait.

It was a woman dressed in purple, with a captivating appearance, like a celestial figure, and her eyebrows and eyes were really seven or eight points similar to Mo Mianzhi.

The long sword in his hand is exactly the same as the Tranquility Sword in Mo Mianzhi's hand.

Mo Mian recited the mantra and summoned the Tranquility Sword, but saw that the Tranquility Sword really resonated with this painting.

Her body trembled slightly, and her heart was inexplicably heavy.

She hurriedly put away her sword and asked Nanning, "Who is this person?" ”

Nanning shook his head: "I really don't know this, I asked my father, but he never said it." ”

Sometimes he asks too many times, and Nanjiao will yell at him.

Over time, he didn't dare to ask anymore.

I think it should be someone who makes him sad, otherwise, he wouldn't have drunk to this portrait every time.

It's just that Nanning won't talk about these things.

Mo Mianzhi stared at the portrait for a long time, and knew that there was a noise outside the door, so she hid her breath and escaped through the window.

Nanning saw her neat movements, and was speechless for a moment.

He walked over to close the window, and just then Nan Jiao walked in.

"What are you doing in my room!"

His tone was not very good, and he was even a little irritable.

"It's just been windy, I'm going to close the window."

Nanning closed the window very calmly and looked at Nanjiao.

He naturally knew why he was angry, but he was not a child anymore, and he could make his own decisions.

Moreover, every time he entered the Heavenly Evil Tower, it was like quenching his bones, and his body hurt terribly.

He didn't know if other people were in the same situation, anyway, when he went there, he was sinned.

Nan Jiao sneered, it's windy!

I don't know if I can make excuses.

"How are you doing, are you feeling bad?" Nanjiao suddenly changed the topic, which caught Nanning off guard.

"No, I'm in good health."

If he goes to the Heavenly Evil Tower, then his body is really deadly.

Nan Jiao looked at him deeply and said, "If you have any discomfort in your body, you must tell me." ”

"Yes, father."

Although Nanjiao is a little stricter, he has been a father and a mother for Nanning since he was a child, and he has taken care of him in every way.

-

Mo Mianzhi left Nanjiao's yard, and the throbbing in his heart was far from calming.

She covered her heart, wondering who that woman really was.

She was about to go back to the back mountain, when she suddenly saw the three words Lingying Mansion, and almost subconsciously walked towards Lingying Mansion.

Lingying Mansion is not big, not even half the size of Nanjiao's courtyard.

But here, it is exquisite everywhere, and even the arrangement of the cherry blossom forest in the courtyard follows the yin and yang gossip, which is secretly in line with the way of heaven.

It's not something that ordinary people can set up.

The innocent son who lives here is afraid that he is really a great power.

Mo Mianzhi stood in the doorway and glanced inside.

But only pieces of cherry blossoms are falling.

It's not as beautiful as the mortal world.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Mianzhi took a step forward and walked into the courtyard.

The formation in the courtyard moved in an instant.

It was only a dozen steps away from the house, but after entering the cherry blossom forest, the area suddenly became huge.

As far as you can see, it's all pink cherry blossoms.

fluttering and falling, with illusory beauty.

Mo Mianzhi would not break the formation, because every time Lingran taught her the formation, she would sleep, and she would sleep as soon as she spoke, and she didn't learn anything about the formation.

So she could only walk in the cherry blossom forest at will.

Although this scenery is beautiful, it is also tiring to watch it all the time.

Mo Mian sat down on a rock and rested.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that Mo Mianzhi lost his patience.

She snapped her fingers, and a fire sparked from her fingertips, and she quickly scurried to the cherry blossom tree.

Before the fire could burn, it was pounced on by a light blue spiritual power and directly extinguished.

Approaching is a clear voice.

"As soon as the little girl enters my yard, will she burn my cherry blossom tree?"

The clear voice was teasing.

Immediately after that, the courtyard changed in a thousand ways and returned to its original size.

Mo Mian turned his head, and what appeared in his eyes was the son in white.

He wore a mask on his face, but only a pair of eyes were exposed.

But Mo Mian was stunned.

Then he took a slight step back.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to form, the only way I can think of is this."

The girl bowed her head and apologized.

Innocent slowly walked out from under the eaves and stood in front of Mo Mianzhi.

He tilted his head slightly, and could see her white cheeks.

"The girl shouldn't be from the Southern tribe, right?"

"I'm from the Southern Clan."

Because I don't know what the relationship between Wuxian and the Nan clan is, but it's better for her not to reveal her identity.

"It's just an unimportant sideline, so it doesn't often appear in the Nan tribe."

Mo Mianzhi copied what Nanning had just said to him.

Innocent smiled lowly, and his voice was very low, as if it came from his chest, shaking Mo Mianzhi's heart.

Inexplicably, some—

Familiar.

Mo Mianzhi raised his head.

Look at the person in front of you.

The faces of the two were a little close, and their eyes were facing each other, as if neither of them could see through anyone.

Mo Mianzhi subconsciously took a step back.

"Innocent boy, I'm sorry for breaking into your yard."

"I'll leave right away."

Mo Mianzhi turned around and prepared to leave.

Who knew that the man suddenly opened his mouth: "I made a meal, do you want to stay and eat?" ”

Mo Mian paused.

Subconsciously turn your head.

"I made something to eat, do you want to eat it?"

Because Innocent was wearing a mask, she couldn't see the expression on his face, and those eyes, clear and clear, like a lake, were pale blue.

Some are good-looking.

He is not a spirit dye, but he is so similar, in some places, she has a delusion.

Mo Mianzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much.

She shouldn't have given herself hope.

Mo Mianzhi continued to retreat, shaking his head as he retreated, "No need, I'm not hungry, thank you for the kindness of the innocent son." ”

At this time, when he spoke, he was already exuding coldness.

The kind of cold that repels people from thousands of miles away.

As the words fell, she turned and ran away.

Innocent stood in the courtyard and blinked, shook his head helplessly, and turned back to the house.

Mo Mianzhi left Lingying Mansion almost urgently.

After running for a while, she caressed her heart and felt a little pain.

She wanted to cry in pain.

After a few more slow and leisurely steps, she found a corner and squatted down.

Hold yourself.

Crying silently.

Very helpless.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a voice came from overhead.

"Are you hungry and tired, and you can't walk?"

Mo Mian stopped my breath, wiped my face, and raised my head.

The man was looking down at her.

Her eyes are slightly red, and there is a teardrop hanging on her long eyelashes, and she looks like a pear blossom with rain, she will feel distressed if she is a man.

"Hungry and crying?"

Innocent teased her in a low voice.

Mo Mianzhi wiped his face again and stared at the mask on his face.

She stood up slowly, because she had been squatting for a long time, her legs were a little numb, her body was slightly staggering, and she barely held on to the wall to stand firmly.

Innocent raised his hand slightly and withdrew it, but Mo Mianzhi's gaze was focused on the mask on his face, so he didn't notice it for a while.

Mo Mianzhi reached out and touched the edge of his mask with his fingertips, and with a slight force, he could remove it.

A pair of hands suddenly appeared on her wrists, stopping her movements.

"The girl wants to take off my mask?"

He clasped her hand and easily stopped her movements.

No matter how hard Mo Mian tries, there is no way to shake it.

"I want to pick it." Mo Mianzhi said with certainty.

She looked at his eyes seriously, and after a moment, she asked, "Will you let me pick it?" ”

"I'm ugly." Innocent said lightly, just clasped her hand tightly.

In fact, his attitude has already been indicated.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Mo Mian shook his head.

She wanted to see if the face under the mask was the person she missed.

She always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this person.

Every action he made touched her heart.

But she wasn't sure.

While letting go of her hand, Wuxian took a step back and said softly, "But I don't want to pick it up." ”

He didn't want to pick it.

"Since the girl is not from the Southern Clan, let's leave quickly, if they find out, it will not be good for you."

After Innocence finished speaking, his figure flashed and left.

Mo Mianzhi's outstretched hand didn't grab him.

She lowered her hand and clenched her fist tightly at her side, this person's mask, she must take it off.

You must see what kind of face is under that mask.

At that time, the innocent figure stood on the eaves not far away, and the place where his eyes fell happened to be where Mo Mianzhi was.

He reached out and slowly removed his mask.