"No, how could it be."

Mo Xueyan immediately waved his hand, it seems that the perfect male god is a person with a story, and it is also a sad story.

"Miss Mo doesn't need to say such undesirable words." Whispering, the young man seemed to have been accustomed to Mo Xueyan's reaction.

Mo Xueyan immediately shook his head, "There is no such thing, it is all said, 'Surrender to the Lord, and die for the country', martyrdom, such a beautiful word, how can it be against your will!" ”

"Surrender to the Lord, die for the country, Miss Mo is so talented."

The young man smiled, and there was no sadness in his smile just now, and there was a trace of warm sun.

Mo Xueyan looked like a nymphomaniac again, and suddenly, her stomach growled and her face turned red.

"As soon as I talked to Miss Mo, I forgot that Miss Mo hadn't eaten yet, so Miss Mo waited a minute." The boy smiled softly, got up and went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of porridge.

"The male god doesn't have a name, he must be an orphan! It's really pitiful than me, I at least have a grandfather, and I have enjoyed more than ten years of family fun. Miss Mo began to mumble again.

The young man walked in with porridge, Mo Xueyan stopped talking, got up and jumped to the wooden table in small steps, the young man was about to walk over, paused, and put the bowl in front of Mo Xueyan.

"Coarse tea and light rice, Miss Mo don't dislike it."

The young man sat aside and handed Miss Mo a wooden spoon.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it."

Miss Mo took the wooden spoon and shook her head, looking at the porridge in the bowl, pink and white, it was delicious at first glance, sniffed it lightly, with a faint sweetness, like the taste of peach blossoms, scooped a spoonful, and took a bite, soft and sweet, it was peach blossom soup.

"Wow, it's so fragrant, male god, did you make this?" Mo Xueyan devoured it, and didn't forget to praise it, and looked at the young man even more.

The boy curled the corners of his lips, "It's delicious, so eat more." ”

But a simple bowl of peach blossom soup, he never thought it was delicious, this Beiyue County Lord really liked it, she hadn't eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, or was she really the abandoned daughter of the Mo family.

"Uh-huh." Miss Mo nodded, and two large bowls of peach blossom soup were put into her stomach, and she could be regarded as hugging.

After eating, Mo Xueyan realized that she seemed to be a little too embarrassed to eat, and a little rouge crawled on her face.

After eating, Mo Xueyan walked out of the wooden house with the young man, and moved his muscles and bones, looking at the peach forest full of gardens, petals flying, it was simply a paradise, Mo Xueyan's eyes flashed in surprise.

"Male god, you are so beautiful here!" Limped down the wooden steps, opened his arms and took a big breath, the air was so fresh, completely incomparable to the modern air.

The young man followed, looked at Mo Xueyan, and learned that she opened her arms and slowly hooked the corners of her lips.

He never knew that he could have such a happy day, this Beiyue County Lord, no, it should be Mo Xueyan, she was different from the women he had seen,

She does not have the humility of a woman in the Central Plains, nor is she as bold as a woman outside the Saiwai, and a woman of the Wu clan is as straightforward, she always takes into account the feelings of others and talks to her, and he feels that his heart is not sinking.

"Male god, your place is so beautiful, but it is still not as beautiful as my hometown, my hometown is beautiful when it snows, plum blossoms are in full bloom, small bridges and streams, snow-capped mountains, the most beautiful scenery given by nature."

Mo Xueyan suddenly spoke again, she didn't notice anything wrong with her words, but the young man's eyes flashed again.

Mo Xueyan really pretended to have amnesia, but why didn't he know what to see in the winter when he left the country.

"Yes, the snow in winter is indeed beautiful." The young man said, it's a pity that it's not for him, he is a person who lives in the dark, and the snow, for him, is just a natural scenery.

When the young man said this, Mo Xueyan turned his head to look at him, and his eyes lit up again, "I knew that the male god must also like snowflakes, hehe." ”

Holding his face, he smirked again, and suddenly, Mo Xueyan nodded his index finger.

"Male god, why don't I give you a name! Xue Yan, my name is Mo Xueyan, and the male god is called Xue Yan, which is the fate that we can also meet in thousands of rivers and mountains.

Snow is the purest color in the world, and my grandfather once said that the colors in the world are derived from black and white, and the snow color is more clear than the black of thick ink. ”

"Snow... The boy muttered in a low voice, but shook his head slightly, "A nice name, but not for me." ”

As soon as the young man said this, Mo Xueyan was disappointed, this perfect male god is not very powerful! They can be regarded as the fate of two time and space! Xue Yan, such a nice name, I really don't know how to appreciate it, forget it, naming others is also something she improvised to think of, people don't like it, she can't force it.

"The male god doesn't like it, then..."

"Xuedi, can I call you Xue'er?" The boy said suddenly.

Mo Xueyan's words stopped, Xue Yan, it seems that this male god really has a story.

"Xue Yan, the male god is the male god, and the names I want are more suitable than I thought, so I'll call the male god Brother Xue from now on, okay."

"Okay." Xue Yan smiled warmly, and suddenly rubbed Mo Xueyan's head again.

Mo Xueyan touched her head, her heart warmed, since her grandfather left, this is the first time that a man has rubbed her head like this, and he is still a teenager younger than her, how do you feel that some old cows eat tender grass and are obscene, and she also said that she called Brother Xue, huh... Mo Xueyan, you are really enough.

……

Mo Xueyan stayed in the peach forest under Yanya Mountain and Xue Yan for a month, and finally couldn't stay any longer, boredom swinging, sighing one after another,

For more than a month, she also knew where she was, and she also knew that her body was likely to be Mo Xueyan, the daughter of the Mo family who had left the country.

Two days ago, the male god said that he got the news, and the Mo family side branch of Yancheng was looking for Miss Mo on Yanya Mountain, and his subordinates listened to it by the way,

The young lady of the Mo family is called Mo Xueyan, it seems that because of some news from the Mo family, she couldn't think of jumping Yanya Mountain, she was right by mistake.

"Cher, what do you think! Thinking so intently. Xue Yan's voice came from Mo Xueyan's back, pushing the swing.

Mo Xueyan shook her feet and tightened the swing rope with both hands.

"Brother Xue, every time you attack suddenly, it will scare my little heart."

Xue Yan smiled lightly: "It turns out that Xue'er's heart liver is so fragile. ”

"Hey, hey." Mo Xueyan smiled.

Xue Yan pushed the swing for a while, and Xiao Hongxie appeared.

Xue Yan rubbed Mo Xueyan's head and scratched the tip of her nose, "Xue'er, you play by yourself, Brother Xue will deal with some things." ”

"Well, Brother Xue, let's go!" Mo Xueyan nodded and grinned.

Xue Yan and Xiao Hongxie went to the wooden house, Mo Xueyan pondered her eyes, she thought that the male god was a person from outside the world who ignored the world, but after more than a month, she knew that it was not, the male god lived here, but she felt that it was relatively clean.

Mo Xueyan was itching in her heart to know what Xue Yan did, but she was entangled, it was always immoral to eavesdrop on other people's speeches.

In such entanglements again and again, Mo Xueyan finally did not go to the wooden house.

……

"Master, the Holy Witch is dead, and Wu Wu, the national teacher of the Qi State, is on the side at that time."

As soon as Xue Yan and Xiao Hongxie stopped, Xiao Hongxie took out a note.

Xue Yan took the note, just looked at it casually, the internal force moved, the note turned into powder, and the light in his eyes seemed to gather darkness.

The time of the Holy Witch's death and the time when Xue'er came back to life are not long apart, what is the Wu Clan going to do? Or is that woman's holy messenger going to do something? Or rather, what is the woman going to do?