Lying on the trunk of the tree, swaying in the wind, Mo Wen recalled Ailing's innocent defense in the morning, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. When did you start to see even this little girl in her own heart?

He was born with an open-minded surname, and when he traveled to study in the Quartet in his early years, he was deeply influenced by the study of Futu, and he saw the grievances and honors and disgraces very lightly. After the tragedy, although his heart and lungs were painful and indignant, he did not arouse the idea of revenge and rebuilding his homeland, but only deeply regretted it alone.

However, she is the only one who can't let go of Mo Wen's heart, and he can't see each other because of the one-year appointment, which really teaches him to be anxious and uneasy at night.

Such a surname, if it will cause notoriety through the ages, it is understandable, this, Mo Wen also knows, however, everyone has a different surname, like every nobleman who died in the country, grit his teeth, and restore the old glory wholeheartedly, this kind of thing, I can't do it myself!

Now, I only hope that the people in my hometown will live well, and when the year expires, I will rescue that person again, and my own heart will be over.

The one-year appointment has expired in the near future, and when the work entrusted by Ailing is completed, it is time to set off to fulfill his wishes.

It's just that why do you change your mind? It's not a good thing to be soft-hearted when you shouldn't! If the teacher knows about it, he will definitely laugh at him......

However, I don't regret it in my heart, because this little girl did impress herself somewhere. It's ridiculous, she's so small, but ......

While pondering, Mo Wen sensed an abnormal aura, is the red-eyed demon ape attacking again? There are more than a dozen of them, it seems that they are planning to attack at night!

"I'm unlucky, because I want to kill someone right now......"

In the makeshift thatched hut below, Ailing and the villagers were already asleep. Not intending to disturb them, Mo Wen started his light work, flew up, and went straight to the direction where the red-eyed demon ape was attacking.

It is estimated that the demon apes will pass through a forest, and Mo Wen is prepared to hide in the woods to ambush, which saves a lot of trouble and can also reduce the trouble of disposing of the corpses, however, after sweeping into the woods, he never waited for the demon apes to approach, but noticed that the number of demon apes was rapidly decreasing.

(How?)

Curious, Mo Wen ran quickly and rushed forward. At the end of the woods, a red-haired man was faintly seen, easily burning the red-eyed demon ape.

(Is it a first-class master of the Oriental family?)

Frightened of the other party's flame divine might, Mo Wen was really surprised, and he didn't dare to show up rashly, and peeked at this person's appearance first.

With a wave of his arm, the last two red-eyed demon apes turned into burning fire blocks, and as the fireworks gradually extinguished, they shattered on the ground, and the red-haired man raised his eyes to look around, as if to confirm whether there were any demon apes that had escaped.

He was completely unfamiliar with this face, and Mo Wen couldn't think of when the Dongfang family had such a master? Besides, the blood flame he used seemed to be not the right way, not like the orthodox Dongfang family martial arts......

“...... It seems that everything is settled, if I kill you too, will she go home obediently when she has nothing to do......"

This passage is a bit clueless, and after this sentence, there is a sneer.

“...... Since you can understand human speech, then I will say it by the way. My name is Zhu Yan, don't report the wrong name on Huangquan Road!"

At first, he was still not sure that the other party was talking to him, but the dazzling flames rushed straight to the door in an instant, and Mo Wen was shocked, the other party's killing intent had completely enveloped him like a flood, and the blazing heat burned the silver hair a little.

In the moment of life and death, I didn't have time to think about it in my busy schedule, and I shook my hand and sent out with a sword. Unexpectedly, it was actually the thirty-six stunts of the White Deer Cave, the river and mountain iron sword killed the "Chaotian Que", the sword qi was like an arrow, hitting the sky, shooting straight at the throat of the comer, and it was necessary to fight for both sides.

Compared to Mo Wen, who couldn't exert his true strength, Zhu Yan alone relied on the power of the peak of the earth realm to smash this trick, but at the moment when the two sides were close to attack and defend, the silver hair rose, and Zhu Yan caught a glimpse of the face hidden under the silver hair.

"It's you?!"

With an exclamation, the sword qi had reached his throat, Zhu Yan didn't want to fight hard, his body leaned back, flew upside down, and retreated more than ten feet away, after landing, he didn't attack again, just left a short sentence.

"This matter is much more complicated than you expected, you who finally survived, if you cherish your life, it is better not to stay here......" At the end of the words, the fire flickered, and the person had broken through the air.

Mo Wen put away the lightsaber, his face was pale, and his chest was so painful that he couldn't speak......

(How could there be such a master?What else did that dead kid not tell me?)

Regarding what happened last night, Mo Wen didn't have a chance to ask Ailing. During the fight, he pulled the sword qi that was still blocked in the dantian and could not be used, and the severe pain caused took him a long time to suppress.

When he came to his senses, it was close to noon, and Ailing led a few children to collect wild vegetables, pick up wild bird eggs, and prepare to make lunch.

And seeing that Mo Wen's appearance was wrong, the children ran to Ailing and said that the indifferent Mr. Knight seemed to be sick.

"How could it be?" Ailing was first surprised, and then regretted: "It's a pity, the "automatic diagnosis and treatment machine" that was completed only two days ago doesn't know why it's broken, otherwise it can help." ”

Remembering the recent failure of an invention, the little girl was a little depressed. Of course, she wouldn't know that the reason why the automatic diagnosis and treatment machine was malfunctioning was because Mo Wen secretly removed a few major screws while she wasn't paying attention two days ago.

Just kidding, a person who doesn't have any medical knowledge can actually make related machinery, which is obviously quack doctors killing people, and white mice are not like this.

Mo Wen is confident, those injured villagers, after their own treatment, the surname is no longer in trouble, slowly recuperating for a month or two, can recover, but if you give that ghost machine a doctor, the consequences are difficult to predict, God knows if it will be like its owner off the thread, toothache as a stomach ailment.

actually saw Ailing, but Mo Wen didn't clearly raise his doubts, because thinking about it, what the man said yesterday made Mo Wen have some associations, and with his arrogant surname, if he panicked casually, this is an intolerable thing.

Instead, there is a need to worry about...... The man seemed to recognize himself last night.

So, when Ailing came to ask, was there something wrong? Mo Wen only had a gloomy expression and said in a low voice: "...... It's okay. ”

At lunch, Ailing brought the soup to Mo Wen, but when the other party reached out to take it, he asked a question.

"Mr. Mo, is your hand okay?

Staring at Mo Wen's right hand, Ailing asked softly.

"Right Hand ......"

To such a question that has no head and no brain, Mo Wen was a little confused, and thought that he was asking about a burn that had long been healed, until he found that Ailing was staring at his right hand, and then he understood.

On the right hand, there are more than ten blood marks, intertwined and intertwined, and the wounds are extremely deep, which makes people clearly understand the serious injuries and pain they suffered at the beginning.

Mo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, this scar was a turning point in his life, until now, although his right hand has been able to move freely, but the injury has not healed, and the remaining injuries are still in the bottom of his heart, constantly bleeding, reminding himself that he paid the price for his ignorance.

Seemingly reluctant to dwell on the past, Mo Wen changed the subject, he stretched out his right hand, patted Ailing's head, and teased her height.

"A stunted pumpkin like you, if it's so short now, it won't grow tall in the future. ”

"I'm already very tall in our clan. ”

I don't like to be seen as a child, Ailing waved away Mo Wen's flick and pouted angrily.

Ailing rarely mentions family matters, and when she said this, Mo Wen felt a little surprised in her heart, but she didn't care, but she was angry at Ailing's expression, and said with a smile that she could only be taller than a dwarf.

There is a certain part of the real surname, although the exact age is not known, but Ailing's height is much lower than the average height of the female surname, and she has long hair, which was originally the length of others hanging down to the waist, but it is dragged straight to the calf, and she looks even more petite, coupled with an innocent smile, almost like a delicate doll.

It is not unreasonable to be teased by Mo Wen all the time.

(Normally she should have eaten more...... ）

It's a pity that a future beauty is ruined in terms of height, Mo Wen decided to make something out tonight to open Ailing's eyes.

"Ah! it's a pheasant!"

Finding that the colorful shadows in the grass were fleeting, Ailing exclaimed, and then as if remembering something, she murmured:

"Yes, the weather is warm, so I didn't expect that it was close to the end of the year!"

(Is it the end of the year?, so fast!)

Hearing this, Mo Wen's heart stirred up silent ripples.

(yes!...... It's going to be a year, what a long and short year!)

Here is southern, the climate is warm, and there is a geo-atmospheric regulation, although it is in the high mountains, but there is only a strange cold in the morning and evening, frost and fog, other times, and the wind blows, it is very comfortable, but in other places, it should already be snowing!

I still remember that the day I drank into my throat, that day, it seems to be the season of snowfall...... No, not only that day, but also my own life, how many stories happened in the snow!

Destroyed in the snow and reborn in the snow, what will happen in the rest of your life?

It's been two years, and how is she doing in the past two years......

Since these days, he has no memory of how he has walked through it, and every day that passes, it is like a sharp knife carved into his heart, and he uses his own flesh and blood to remember it.

And now, the time of the year is finally coming to an end......

(How are you? Jiamin, I'm going to look for you soon!)

Mo Wen looked up at the sky, clenched his palms, and was silent.

"Don't ask sir. Ailing called out a little fearfully.

Mr. Mo Wen today is very strange, and she is a little afraid of him at this time, not like he is angry, but sometimes Mo Wen will suddenly fall into contemplation like this, although he can't see the expression, but seeing his shoulders vibrate slightly, it is obvious that his mood is agitated, as if there are thousands of resentment, infinite sorrow, and want to explode together.

Mr. Mo must have been very sad about his past......

"Don't ask sir. Ailing hurriedly changed the topic and asked in a low voice, "Are you a nobleman?"

"Hmm......"

Mo asked for a while, and answered casually as an answer.

"Wow, that's great, I knew I was right. ”

Ailing clapped his hands and smiled.

Get along for a long time, the little inventor, completely without respect for the concept of **, in the spirit of "bold assumptions, careful verification", make a lot of speculations about his companions, however, every time he reaches the verification stage, he gives Mo Wen a stinky face, waves his hand away, and when he catches the opportunity, it is not a big question.

"Where were you born?"

"Did Mr. Mo ask if he had ever been a soldier?"

"Where have you been, and are there any fun things?"

"Wow! it must be great, those places are interesting!"

One question after another, suddenly admiring, suddenly rejoicing, made the silver-haired man cry and laugh, and he didn't know how to answer it properly?

"So, who did Mr. Mo learn his martial arts from?" Ailing asked in a playful voice, tilting his head sideways.

When it came to teaching teachers, Mo Wen felt a pain in his heart, and the expression on his face was as cold as ice, and he was very afraid of people.

Although Ailing couldn't see it completely, she also pouted in surprise, looking aggrieved.

(Oh no, why is it so gaffe!)

Realizing his gaffe, Mo Wen hurriedly controlled himself, but in a bad mood, he couldn't change his smiling face no matter how he was.

"Don't you want to say it?"

Thinking that she might have asked the wrong question, Ailing put on a posture of preparing to apologize, and seeing this gesture, Mo Wen couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

(The flower cherishers in the past, how did they fall to the point of vomiting with this little girl!)

Mo Wen smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, but when he thought of all the things he had learned in the past, a wave of anger surged up again, and there were countless sourness in his heart, but when he saw Ailing's timid appearance, he didn't want this girl to be suspicious because of this.

frowned, and thought about it.

Mo Wen shook his hand, pretending to be mysterious, and motioned for Ailing to approach.

Ailing's curiosity aroused, and Mr. Mo asked him to refrain from saying that it was so mysterious, what did he want to do if he wanted to get closer?

I saw Mo Wen pick up his right foot and write quickly on the ground.

"My master is ......"

Ailing Da Jue was interesting, and hurriedly approached, wanting to take a closer look, but found that the end of the handwriting was pressed on the soles of Mo Wen's feet, which was a little blurry, and he wanted to look down carefully, but he felt a pain in the back of his head, but he knocked him hard.

"Oh! it hurts. Ailing screamed pain in the back of her head.

I saw that Mo Wen got out of the way, and there were two words "secret" under his feet!

"Wow! It's too much, don't ask Mr. to lie. ”

Ailing found out that she had been deceived, and she was very angry, pulling Mo Wen's sleeves to be coquettish, and the children around her all laughed heartily.

"People want to say that Mr. Mo Wen's kung fu is so good, he must have learned it from a very powerful master. ”

Ailing smiled: "By the way, which studio produced the sensor used by Mr. Mowen?

Sensors?

Mo Wen couldn't help but be stunned, what does this mean?

"Because...... Because, when Mr. Mo Wen used kung fu, although his eyes couldn't see, he could hit it casually. ”

The girl tilted her head sideways, sorted out her thoughts, and said with a smile: "I've been looking for a long time, but I still can't see where it's hidden, it must have been designed by a famous artist!"

Mo Wen's forehead bangs were too long, covering most of his face, and he couldn't see anything when facing the enemy, Ailing Daqi, only to see Mo Wen's sword fast, and the red-eyed demon apes were defeated one after another, and he naturally thought in his heart that Mo Wen was wearing some kind of sensing equipment of the Ancient Demon Dao to determine the enemy's location.

Looking at this girl's innocent appearance, don't ask for it.

Listening to the wind discerner, this is a martial arts, but also a compulsory course for martial artists, so as not to give people a surprise attack in the dark, and the death is unknown, but Ailing doesn't know, but thinks it's strange.

And his own situation is a little different, he learned swords in his early years, although he was pretentious, but he also really worked hard, which is not ordinary. But with a trace of spiritual sense, no senses, just a sword in hand, really like the heart of the arm, where you want to cut, you can cut it, do whatever you want, no loss.

For this reason, there is no need to mention it to this little girl, but looking at the curious appearance of these little ghosts, it doesn't hurt for Bo Jun to smile.

Mo Wen smiled, and once again pretended to be mysterious, saying that he did not rely on sensors, but on real skills.

"Real skills?" Ailing clapped his hands and laughed: "It's great, what kind of skills are you!"

Mo Wen pressed his right hand to the lightsaber placed on his waist, put on the posture of a famous swordsman, slowly pulled it out with great care, and said in a low voice: "My teacher is the one who is famous and famous in the Eastern Island Country...... Blind. Sword. Guest. ”

At the same time, the right hand slashed out the lightsaber with the momentum of the Oriental sword, and with a sound of "brush!", it pushed up diagonally, and the blue-white aura was as bright as a rainbow, as if it had cut through the atmosphere, and drew a graceful arc in mid-air, and quickly returned to the sheath.

All the movements, like thunder and lightning, at the same time have both speed and beauty, the essence of the knife to master the essence of the incision to the fullest, see Ailing dizzy, about to open his mouth to applaud, only to hear a scream.

"Wow......"

I saw the big swordsman with the sword, holding his lower abdomen in embarrassment, curling up, and wailing loudly.

It turned out that although Shicai's movements were beautiful, there was a problem in the final link of returning the knife into the sheath, because since he was a blind swordsman, he would inevitably make mistakes in his blindness and make some tragic jokes in small places.

"Hahahaha...... Don't ask Mr. how stupid!"

The sudden farce made Ailing and the children roll back and forth with laughter, and after a long time, they wiped their tears, helped the big swordsman who was moaning on the ground up, and persuaded him with laughter.

"Mr. Mo asked...... It's okay!"

Facing Ailing's delicate face who desperately held back a smile, Mo Wen shook his head and didn't answer.

Being able to smile at Bojun, the original purpose has been achieved, based on a certain intention, he is quite grateful to this girl, without her, it is absolutely impossible for him to live such a happy life these days!

What a wonderful girl, her existence, as if to give the light and heat of the sun, selflessly to all the people around her, as long as she exists, the smile will never be less......

Uh-

Although sometimes it is a little more costly.

It's hard to imagine that there will be people who don't like this girl and let her wander alone, what kind of person is her father?

Mo can't answer the question, and it's quite funny in his heart, after getting along for a long time, the roles of the two seem to have been reversed, not only Ailing, sometimes, even Mo asks himself, he will guess Ailing's growth environment, and worry about irrelevant things.

(It's boring, how can I think of such a thing.) ）

Mo Wen shook his head, the most important thing for him is his actions after the one-year appointment, and other things, don't think too much, so as not to cause ...... extraneous problems;