"Maybe."

Mo Yan's eyes as deep as the starry sky narrowed slightly.

For the way of calling "that Ziqian Mo of your family", he easily accepted it.

I even think it's very pleasing to the ear.

"Hey, if you go, you're throwing a silver ticket." Yu Zhujun chattered a few more crooked words, walked around the headquarters of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce a few more times, and chatted with a few old acquaintances for a while before leaving.

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Prime Minister's Office.

Mochen Pavilion.

Zi Qianmo is concentrating on cultivating swordsmanship, a burning scarlet sword, sometimes like a spirit crane, sometimes like smoke and rain, the sword edge is sharp and the sword is amazing, quite groundbreaking.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A sword pierced into a boulder in the courtyard, and the boulder exploded, turning into powder, and swayed one after another.

"Not bad."

As soon as Mo Yan entered the door, he saw her amazing sword, and couldn't help but praise, "This second level of the Spirit Crane Flowing Fire Sword Technique, you have completely mastered it, and the progress is really fast." ”

It's only been a few days, and Miss Seven has already realized the sword intent.

What a genius among geniuses!

"You're back."

Zi Qianmo saw Mo Yan, and her pupils were as shallow as glass, and they lit up slightly. She also thought that it would take him a few days to come back, after all, just after Tang Qing's incident, his forces should also have some moves and need to be deployed.

Mo Yan's heart warmed.

He liked her "you're back" as if this was their home.

He went out, and she practiced swords and medicine at home, waiting for him to return.

If...... She is really Xiao Momo, that's good.

There had never been a moment when this thought was so strong that it almost overwhelmed him.

"I'll give you this."

Mo Yan took out a silver thread jade box and handed it over.

"What is it?"

Zi Qianmo took it, and a flash of expectation flashed in his cold shallow pupils.

Without waiting for Mo Yan to answer, she opened the box.

It was an elegant and transparent copper mirror, with warm jade borders and carved decorations of lily of the valley, lifelike, as if it were real, she seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of lily of the valley.

"It's beautiful."

In Zi Qianmo's shallow pupils, there was a flash of starlight.

Loved it.

Very much!

I couldn't have liked it more!

As a demon king, when she was in the Kunlun Ten Thousand Demon Mountains in the Heavenly Realm, her friends, relatives, and subordinates also gave her gifts, and those gifts were extremely valuable. However, she prefers the bronze mirror carved from lily of the valley jade given to her by Mo Yan, which is hand-carved, and it looks like she has worked hard.

She knew that he was good at jade carving and stone carving, as evidenced by the whole row of small Momo statues.

"Do you like mirrors?" Mo Yan approached quietly, his voice low and elegant, like the sound of a piano.

"Hmm." Zi Qianmo nodded.

Immersed in the joy of receiving the gift, he didn't notice at all that the distance between Mo Yan and her had been shortened to one meter.

From Mo Yan's angle, looking sideways, it was just right, and you could see the shadow reflected in the demon mirror.

——A beautiful girl, with exquisite appearance, black hair and clouds, and a scarlet jade pendant, like a cold fairy who fell into the mortal world.

There is no little Momo.

The brilliance in Mo Yan's eyes, like a shattered illusion, dissipated.

Not her.

It's not a demon.

A strong feeling of disappointment swept through his heart, like a silver needle piercing his heart, piercing the flesh and blood of his heart one by one, and the dense pain swept over him.