What the painting depicted, Dongfang Mo didn't have the heart to look at it at all, and at this time his gaze stayed on the cheeks of the shadow, and it was difficult to move away.

After a few moments, he finally stepped forward, bypassed the large desk, and came to Mu Xin's side.

And he approached the woman's back, and as he breathed, Dongfang Mo smelled a body fragrance that made him comfortable.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the woman's waist from behind.

"Take it away!"

It's just that before he touched the woman's body, he heard a cold voice coming.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's movements froze, but then he chuckled, and took half a step forward, ready to hook the woman's waist and pull it into his arms.

"Bang!"

In just the next moment, the woman's delicate body burst into a puff of green smoke, rolling forward in front of him. Qingyan paused on the other side of the desk, and then condensed into the appearance of this woman again.

At this time, Mu Xin's cold face looked at him with a hint of annoyance.

Seeing that the beauty was like this, Dongfang Mo did not look embarrassed at all. He withdrew the palm that was about to hold Mu Xin, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, with an intoxicated expression.

Then he looked at the woman and said, "Last time, my husband was directly teleported to the East China Sea by the demon clan, and I had to leave you in Demon Yang City. Later, he fought with the demon clan, and even participated in the war between the two clans, so he couldn't get out for a short time, so he couldn't come to look for you. Isn't this done with these things, and the husband will come immediately? ”

"Then over the years, you have done a lot of big things when you returned to the Western Regions, why don't you come to me before you kill someone." Mu Xin asked indifferently.

"You misunderstood, the first thing Xiaodao did when he returned to the Western Regions was to find your senior sister to inquire about your whereabouts, but that little girly skin was tight-lipped about it, so Xiaodao could only rely on himself, and he came a little late."

As he spoke, Dongfang Mo moved his steps, bypassed the desk and came to the woman's side. After speaking, his palm stretched out and rested on the woman's fragrant shoulder.

Seeing that the woman did not dodge, Dongfang Mo approached the woman's back with his chest inch by inch, and slowly pulled her into his arms again.

And this time, Mu Xin's delicate body trembled, and she was indifferent.

Feeling the softness of his arms, Dongfang Mo's palm on Mu Xin's shoulder rubbed up, and the corners of his mouth rose:

"Well, that won't happen this time. The husband will always be here, and I will accompany you until this star field moves to the High Law Nebula, and then I will ask your master to propose marriage. ”

When he heard the word "marriage", he clearly felt Mu Xin's heartbeat thumping faster, and a blush rose from her neck to the root of her ears.

At this point, Dongfang Mo knew that this woman had not regained his anger last time, so he put his face close to this woman's cheek and leaned into her ear and spoke:

"Come, let me see what you've drawn."

As he spoke, he set his eyes on the scroll on the table in front of him.

At this time, he realized that what Mu Xin painted this time turned out to be a solemn ancient Buddha.

This ancient Buddha is dressed in an ornate robe and has a Pilu hat on his head. His lips are red and his teeth are white, and his eyes are quiet. The most strange thing is that this ancient Buddha can't tell the difference between men and women. It is like saying that he is a man, and it is like saying that she is a woman.

For some reason, the moment he saw this ancient Buddha, Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that this ancient Buddha seemed to be a little familiar.

Since the direction he was in now was the other side of Mu Xin's painting, under his gaze, the ancient Buddha was upside down, so he stretched out his hand and took a light shot.

"Whoa!"

With a suction force, he saw that the scroll on the desk was suspended in mid-air by his control, allowing him to look at the painting carefully.

Because Mu Xin's painting skills are superb, this ancient Buddha is extremely expressive, especially those eyes, at this time, Dongfang Mo feels like being watched by a real person.

In the spacious hall, Dongfang Mo was hugging the beauty, and in front of the two, there was a picture scroll floating, which looked a little strange.

But at this time, Dongfang Mo looked at the ancient Buddha in front of him who was also looking at him, and his heart was already shocked.

Because he finally remembered that once upon a time, he had seen this ancient Buddha.

Back then, he was forced by Han Ling and her attendants to jump into the bottomless stream, and in the bottomless stream, he met the Pure Lotus Venerable King.

Before showing him the way out, His Holiness Pure Lotus asked him a question, and that question was that His Holiness opened an iron door and asked him what he saw in it.

Dongfang Mo's impression of that scene will never be forgotten in his life. He clearly remembered the scene he saw in the iron gate back then, a woman dressed in black with her back to him, sitting under a bronze lone lamp, facing an ancient Buddha.

The ancient Buddha of that year, and the ancient Buddha painted by Mu Xin at this time, how similar it is, Dongfang Mo thought about it, and even found that the details of the two can be consistent, which can be described as the same.

"Who is this Buddha statue you painted?"

Dongfang Mo forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and asked in a positive voice towards Mu Xin.

Hearing this, Mu Xin turned his head and glanced at him, and when he saw Dongfang Mo's expression was extremely solemn, although the woman was puzzled, she still said truthfully: "This is just a virtual Bodhisattva in my mind, not anyone." ”

"What?"

Dongfang Mo exclaimed, he could no longer maintain his composure, and even because of the vibration of his heart, his mana was unstable, and the picture scroll in front of him immediately trembled, adding a feeling of being like a living creature to the ancient Buddha.

"It can't be!"

Dongfang Mo shook his head in disbelief, the ancient Buddha on the picture scroll in front of him was exactly the same as the one he saw in the iron gate back then, not only his expression, but also the color and shape of his hat. If this ancient Buddha was really a fictitious figure in Mu Xin's mind, he would never believe that there was such a coincidence in the world.

Just as he thought so, the next moment his heart jumped violently, and then he brushed it and looked at the pastoral heart in his arms.

At this moment, for some reason, Dongfang Mo General Mu Xin was connected with the woman in black who he only saw the back in the iron gate.

He remembered that he had shouted to the woman, but the woman in black didn't seem to hear her, and it wasn't until he threw a stone under his feet that the woman in black sensed it and turned around slowly.

However, Dongfang Mo only saw the woman's snow-white neck in the end, and before he could see her face, the scene in front of him disappeared. However, from beginning to end, he firmly believed that the woman must have the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon.

He remembered that since he had met Mu Xin, this woman had been dressed in black and had never changed, and the woman in the iron gate back then was also dressed in black.

What is the connection between the two daughters? Or are these two women the same person at all?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo felt a creepy feeling in his heart. Unconsciously, there was a faint sweat behind him.

"What's wrong with you!"

Perhaps sensing Dongfang Mo's strange appearance, Mu Xin frowned and asked with some puzzlement. As she spoke, the fragrant wind in her mouth sprayed on Dongfang Mo's face.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo came back to his senses, so he looked at the woman and asked, "Mu Xin, where did you learn from, and where are you from?" ”

"Why are you asking this?" Mu Xin was even more puzzled.

"If you want to propose marriage for your husband, you must know this." Dongfang Mo smiled reluctantly.

After Mu Xin pondered for a while, he still spoke: "I was picked up by my master, and I grew up with my senior sister, and my master is a Nanhai Shenni. “

"Nanhai Shenni?"

It was the first time Dongfang Mo had heard this name.

Then he asked, "So you're only two hundred years old?" ”

"You...... Dongfang Mo, do you dislike this girl for being too old. No matter how old this girl is, she is not as old as you. ”

At this point, a trace of shame appeared on Mu Xin's face.

"Isn't it as big as me!"

Hearing this woman's answer, Dongfang Mo seemed to be muttering to himself. Although he didn't see the dignity of the woman in black back then, it was obvious that the woman was much older than him, and she and Mu Xin would not be the same person.

But Dongfang Mo firmly believes that the ancient Buddha painted by Mu Xin is indeed exactly the same as the one back then. He didn't believe that there was such a coincidence, so there must be some connection.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure out why. Just when he was thinking about whether to take out the bone teeth and ask why this happened, he suddenly felt a lightness in his arms, and it turned out that Mu Xin broke free.

"If you dislike the old age of this girl, then you should go find a young one." Shepherd glared at him.

Seeing that this girl was angry, Dongfang Mo knew that she had misunderstood.

"You think too much, your husband is just trying to verify one thing. My generation of monks is not an ordinary person, only a few dozen people have a lifespan, how can I care about age when I choose Daolu. Dongfang Mo said with a smile.

"Really!" The pastoral heart was full of questioning.

"Of course." Dongfang Mo nodded.

But just as he was talking, he suddenly noticed that in Mu Xin's hand, there was an extra black leather bag at some point. And this leather bag is his Qiankun bag.

I don't know what method this woman used, after her mana was poured into the Qiankun bag, she only heard a click, and the layer of prohibition he laid was easily broken by this woman.

Mu Xin shook the bag, a burst of white light flashed, and then a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with white wings on her back and a convex and backward body, extremely attractive, appeared in front of the two.

The girl's expression was cold, and after she appeared, she looked at Dongfang Mo and Mu Xin, she was stunned for a moment, and finally turned her incomprehensible gaze to Dongfang Mo.

"Do you remember, I once said back then, if you dare to mess with flowers, I will kill one by one!"

Mu Xin turned a blind eye to Xue Junqiong's appearance, but looked at Dongfang Mo intently, with a touch of murderous intent in his eyes.

(Progress has been slow lately, but this volume is finally finished...... ）

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