Mo's picturesque gaze glimpsed at Mo Wuxi, intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at the white figure that shuttled among the resentful spirits but was always five meters away from her.

She had mixed feelings in her heart.

Master......

He felt guilty about himself, so he was like this!

Mo Ruhua smiled bitterly, what she wanted, where was his guilt.

If she had known that Master would also love, she would never have stayed by his side in obscurity for so many years.

She still remembered that Qinglan said at the beginning that if she fell in love with someone, she would definitely pester him to the ground.

If she could do it all over again, she would haunt Master before she met Qinglan!

The ink is picturesque, and I can't help but look at the ink without regret.

She couldn't seem to hear all the voices around her.

……

As soon as Mo turned around, he saw Mo Ruhua looking at himself in a daze.

Behind her, there was a demon soldier, holding a big knife to slash at her.

Mo didn't hesitate to think without any thoughts, acted faster than his brain, and rushed to Mo Ruhua at the fastest speed in his life.

He stretched out his hand and scooped the girl in red into his arms, and the sword in his hand fell mercilessly on the demon soldier, cutting the demon soldier in half.

Mo didn't let go of the hand holding Mo Ruhua, he tiptoed to the ground, flew up, and landed in a relatively safe position before letting go of his hand.

He examined the ink and found that except for the wound on his back, he was relieved that there were no new injuries.

He pursed his lips before he gently spit out a sentence, "Picturesque, protect yourself well, so that you can have a chance to seek revenge on me." ”

Mo Ruhua's body stiffened, the tip of her heart tingled, and her eyes suddenly pantothenic.

Find him for revenge and kill him?

How willing she was!

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Wuxi sighed silently, casually set up an enchantment for her, and turned around to leave.

Mo Ruhua didn't know why, and suddenly the ghost grabbed his hand, and his voice was soft and trembling.

"Master......"

Mo was stunned for a moment, and turned around suddenly, as if a glimmer of light crossed his eyes.

"Picturesque, are you willing to recognize me as a master?"

Mo Ruhua bit her lip and frowned, but did not immediately answer his words.

Mo Wuxi's eyes were clear, he held Mo Ruhua's Rouyi with his backhand, and said softly, "Ruhua, I've thought about it for a long time, I'm willing to marry you, I'll try to love you, as long as ...... You do! ”

All his life, he has strictly followed the rules of Jiuhuamen and taken it as his responsibility to eliminate demons.

But his apprentice fell into the devil because of him.

Why can't he try to love her, save her, save himself!

Mo Ruhua's eyes that had been deep for a long time lit up, she gasped, held her breath, and didn't dare to spit out for a long time.

I'm afraid that after she spits it out, what Mo Wuxi just said will become a bubble.

It wasn't until he couldn't hold it back that Mo Ruhua slowly spit it out, and found that Mo's expression had not changed.

She pursed her lips, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Master, I'm ......"

She whispered three words to Mo Wuxi, and suddenly her pupils widened, she pulled Mo Wuxi violently towards herself, hugged him and turned around, and then pushed him hard to push him away.

I only heard a "poof" sound, the sound of a knife sinking into the flesh.

Mo Wuxi hadn't come back to his senses yet, he had already switched places with Mo Ruhua.

There was a burst of hot and humid liquid in the face, and there was a fishy sweet smell in the liquid.

Mo Wuxi was suddenly stunned, Mo Ruhua stood face to face with him, but behind him, there was still a person standing.

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