A moment later, under the leadership of Yu Die, Mo Chen came to a two-story pavilion in the backyard. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The attic is made of purple bamboo, which glows with a faint purple fluorescence in the bright moonlight, making it as beautiful as a dream.

Standing outside the pavilion, through the white window paper, you can clearly see that the room is brightly lit, and a graceful figure sits in the living room, as if pouring tea and drinking itself.

"Back to Mrs. Xiang, Deacon Mo has already brought." Yudie stood outside the door, bowed down and said softly.

"Let him in, you go down." Mrs. Xiang's voice was soft, like a clear spring flowing, and as crisp as a wind chime.

Hearing this, Yudie bowed down and retreated. Until the figure completely disappeared in the backyard, he didn't look at Mo Chen again.

Mo Chen looked at the door in front of him, and walked in without hesitation with a calm face.

Whether this was something arranged by Donghuang Taiyi or Mrs. Xiang's own idea, he would not choose to back down. Ever since the moment he came to the Yin-Yang family's residence, he never thought about retreating again.

Hundreds of years ago, hundreds of years of parting, when he learned that Yue Linglong had his own child, he suddenly understood a lot and realized a lot.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open by Mo Chen, and there was a crisp sound. He walked into the room with a gentle footstep and looked directly at Mrs. Xiang who was kneeling above the living room.

Mrs. Xiang's face is charming, her skin is fair and attractive, and her bright eyes are like a pool of autumn water, glowing with pitiful water. A long black and silky hair is coiled at the back of her head, making her hair in a bun.

She wears a long dress with a pale pink underlay, and her clothes are revealing and sexy. Ying Ying's small waist is completely exposed to the air, and through the holes on both sides of the dress, you can vaguely see a bit of seductive round buttocks.

"Your vision is bold." Mrs. Xiang used her slender white jade hands to flick the tea on the black low table in front of her, felt Mo Chen's scrutinizing gaze, raised her head and looked at him with watery eyes, and said lightly.

"Your costume is also very bold." Mo Chen walked a few steps to the opposite side of Mrs. Xiang, stared at her deep eyes, and said flatly.

Mo Chen had been in this world for decades before, and a sexy and seductive dress like Mrs. Xiang had only been seen on a female slave girl who was a famous prostitute or nobleman, at least ordinary people would never dress like this.

"Really?" Mrs. Xiang looked down at the clothes on her body, the majesty in front of her trembled slightly, and a little doubt flashed on her pretty face, and she said softly.

Mrs. Xiang has never felt anything wrong with her clothes, and she has been used to this dress for more than ten years. Why she dressed like this at the beginning, Mrs. Xiang can't remember.

"I don't know what is important for Mrs. Xiang to summon her late at night." Mo Chen saw the confusion on Mrs. Xiang's face, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a calm voice.

He always felt that Mrs. Xiang in front of him was a little weird, but he couldn't say the specifics. And I don't know if it's an illusion, looking at Mrs. Xiang, he inexplicably gave birth to a somewhat familiar feeling.

Mrs. Xiang raised her head, her autumn-like eyes looked at Mo Chen a little distractedly, her pretty face showed a little sadness, and she sighed leisurely: "It's just that I've been lonely for a long time, and I just want to find someone to talk to." I have a story, I don't know if you're interested. ”

Mo Chen looked at Mrs. Xiang calmly, and said slowly: "Since Mrs. Xiang has spoken, how can she refuse." ”

Mrs. Xiang's eyes were distracted, staring at the void in a daze, as if she didn't care about Mo Chen's response at all, and said leisurely: "Once upon a time, there was a pair of sisters who fell in love with the same man, and that man was extremely talented, not only cultivated to be extraordinary, but also had a gentle personality, which made people can't help but feel close. ”

At first, neither of the two sisters cared about each other's thoughts, and neither of them expressed their affection to the man. It wasn't until one day that my sister confessed to the man that my sister woke up suddenly. ”

Mo Chen listened to Mrs. Xiang's story, and his brows gradually furrowed.

This script is wrong, at least in the original plot, Mrs. Xiang and the sisters are not such a story? Mo Chen was puzzled in his heart, but looking at Mrs. Xiang's distracted eyes, he didn't interrupt.

Seeing my sister and the man in pairs, my sister gradually lost weight, and there was no longer the smile on her face, it was as cold as a piece of ice for ten thousand years. By the time my sister found out about her sister's abnormality, it was already too late, and my sister's body was already weak. ”

When my sister learned about her sister's heart, her heart ached. One side is the dearest sister, and the other side is the man he loves. In this dilemma, the sister alienated the man and only hoped that the sister would get better. ”

But as my heart got worse, although my sister's body was better, my sister's body collapsed. Although my sister was anxious, she had no choice but to watch her sister die. ”

"It's a wonderful story, I don't know if Mrs. Xiang still has something?" Mo Chen's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes looked at Mrs. Xiang calmly, and he said in a flat voice.

He always felt a little uneasy in his heart, what did Mrs. Xiang want to tell him, or did Donghuang Taiyi want to tell him through Mrs. Xiang!

Mo Chen thought of the ending of that story, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart!

The moon is exquisite, the moon is glazed!

Mrs. Xiang stared at Mo Chen with deep eyes, the expression on her pretty face was calm and terrifying, and her voice suddenly became a little more cold, and she asked, "If you were that man, what choice would you make!" ”

"Da-da-da-da."

Mo Chen's eyes were tightly closed, and the index finger of his right hand made a crisp sound on the low table. The voice was quick and powerful, showing the unrest of the master's heart.

Mrs. Xiang was silent for a long time, staring at Mo Chen's frowning brows, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, with a mocking look on her face, and said in a cold voice: "Will you be like that man, you only know how to escape!" ”

"Bang, shut up!"

Mo Chen's hands were clenched, the green tendons on it were beating, and he slapped on the low case, making a huge sound. He stared at Mrs. Xiang with a hideous face, panting heavily, his eyes were red.

"You're scared." Mrs. Xiang showed a faint mockery on her face, her eyes looked at Mo Chen with lost eyes, and her voice was ethereal.

"Spell of Sleep!"

After Mo Chen's anger erupted, he gradually calmed down. He stared at Mrs. Xiang's distracted eyes, a strange look, and whispered in a cold voice.

As an elder of the Yin and Yang family, Mrs. Xiang is obviously easy to think of who can do tricks and feet on her. Except for the supreme leader of the Yin and Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, who else can cast a curse on her!

Mo Chen took a deep breath, his face cold. He stared closely at Mrs. Xiang's charming face, and his eyes were like a galaxy rushing, bright and profound.

"Let me see who cast the Sleep Seal on you!" Mo Chen raised his right hand, shook it at Mrs. Xiang, and said coldly.

Madame Xiang only felt a terrifying force like a mountain coming from Mo Chen's right hand, making her completely unable to resist, and it was extremely difficult to even run the True Yuan.

"Ahh

Mrs. Xiang let out an exclamation, and her eyes gradually came back to her senses. She looked at Mo Chen with a shocked expression, as if she didn't understand why this ordinary Shuibu disciple had such a terrifying cultivation and why he did it to herself.

Mo Chen clenched Mrs. Xiang's fair-skinned and seductive neck, and the true yuan in his hand surged, instantly suppressing Mrs. Xiang's true yuan. Through the short case, he pulled Mrs. Xiang's seductive head three inches in front of him, and his eyes were faintly gloomy, like a vast starry sky!

"Spell of Sleep!"

Mrs. Xiang stared at Mo Chen's deep eyes, feeling the familiar method in them, and her heart suddenly became uneasy. Her pretty face turned pale, and her voice shouted with a little trembling: "Do you know what you are doing, the following is a capital crime." ”

"Spell of Sleep."

Mo Chen ignored Mrs. Xiang's angry shouts, and looked at Mrs. Xiang's eyes calmly, as if there were countless faint blue divine words flashing in her eyes.

Mrs. Xiang wanted to close her eyes in horror, but when she looked at Mo Chen's eyes, she couldn't control her body. Her face gradually became dazed, like a rag doll that had been broken, allowing Mo Chen to clasp her white and slender neck.

Mo Chen's spirit moved slightly, staring at Mrs. Xiang's bright eyes, and invading his mind into her sea of consciousness.

It was a world full of bewitching mandala flowers, and in the enchanting sea of flowers, two figures lay quietly in the crystal coffin, like the legendary sleeping beauty.

Mo Chen stepped on the sea of flowers, looking at the two figures, the whole person seemed to be struck by thunder, and he was stunned in place!