To this day, she can still remember the man's facial features, eyebrows and eyes, extremely handsome, but also extremely cold, and he himself had cold at that time, and the whole person was like an ice sculpture exuding frost and snow.

For thousands of years after that, Mo Li had been thinking about this person and had tried to find him.

Unfortunately, he was never seen again.

Once, she almost thought she had found it, it was behind the storyteller's desk, she saw a portrait, which seemed to be somewhat similar to that Engong.

Since she is the emperor, it can never be her favor.

The emperor who can dominate the eight wildernesses is majestic and majestic, and it is impossible to be as sick and decadent as Engong.

The emperor on the painting has thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, beautiful hair and fluttering, looking at the world, domineering, and her grace is white, lazy and tired, and it is impossible to be alone.

After being disappointed hundreds of times, Mo Li stopped looking for it, but for some reason in his heart, he still thought of this person, so he tried to draw a portrait of this person.

However, her skills are not good, no matter how she paints, she always feels a little worse, so she paints and tears, and so on and so forth, until one day, she suddenly feels very melancholy, so she completely seals those portraits, and also seals this memory together.

Now, the dusty memories are dusted up by the word "Sakura".

Eun-gong is very strange and refuses to tell her his name, but gives her a name, Sakura-chan.

It's just because the place where they rest is a cherry blossom forest.

At that time, it was the time when the spring flowers were blooming, and the falling flowers were colorful, and it was as beautiful as a dream.

He called her Sakura, but she didn't want to answer.

Because she had her own name, she wanted to tell him her name, but he stubbornly refused to listen to him, and if she had to say anything, he would leave immediately.

At that time, his injuries had not healed, and Mo Li was very worried that the Engong would die on the road, so he had to compromise.

After a thousand years, hearing this "Sakura" again, Mo Li is like a world away!

"Xiaofu, you...... What do you call me?" She stared at him blankly.

When Dong Rin shouted the "Sakura-chan", the remorse was like a wave of the sea, and at this time, Mo Li's voice came to his head, and he was about to make an excuse, but the words came to his lips, but he was suddenly silenced.

Mo Li has now turned into a cat.

She can't make a human voice, and can only use her spiritual sense to talk to people.

He didn't have to say anything, just pretend he couldn't hear her psychic voice.

After Mo Li finished speaking, he also realized this problem, and turned his head to look at Mo Qiancheng: "Brother Qiancheng, you also heard it, right?" Ask him for me!"

"You haven't answered my question yet!" Mo Qiancheng hugged her distressedly, "Ah Li, where are you hurt? Why can't we gather in human form?"

"Because I gave my sister a lot of blood!" Mo Li was afraid that he would be cranky, so he directly gave an accurate answer.

"Huh?" Mo Qiancheng stayed there, and wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Mo Li, "You can help me ask him, why do you call me Sakura?"

"Is that important?" Mo Qiancheng was puzzled.

"Very important!"

Mo Qiancheng had no choice but to turn to Dong Rin and ask this question, Dong Rin was already prepared and made a blank look: "Sakura-chan? Who is Sakura? I just said be careful! I saw Ah Li fall and turn into a cat......

"So you were careful?" Mo Li sighed.

It turned out that she had misheard.

Having said that, Xiaofu is a little baby, and although he has grown up now, it is impossible to know about Sakura.

It's that she's a little stunned.

Forget it, I don't want to do this, she's so sleepy, so tired, she wants to sleep well!

Her cat was in Mo Qiancheng's arms, and she closed her eyes.

"Poor Ah Li......" Mo Qiancheng's eyes were full of distress and worry, and he hugged her tighter, afraid that she would catch a cold, so he ripped off his chest and clothes and wrapped them around her.

The pink and white delicate kitten, fluffy and soft and glutinous is distressing, he is full of love, only guards the etiquette on weekdays, and does not dare to move, at this time she is transformed into a cat

Curled up in his arms, he was full of love and pity, bowed his head, and rubbed against her forehead.

Seeing this, Dong Rin felt an inexplicable pang in his heart, and a sourness, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand towards Mo Qiancheng almost uncontrollably: "I'll hug it!"

Mo Qiancheng was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "You are a doll yourself, and you have to be hugged, where can you hold a cat?" Ah Li is very fragile now, and if he falls, he will be in trouble!"

Dong Rin retracted his hand unwillingly, but a pair of eyes seemed to be glued to Mo Qiancheng's body.

On the way back, Mo Qiancheng has been carefully taking care of the cat in his arms, and his hand is gently rubbing on the cat's head from time to time.

However, with his current strength, he can't win it.

Why don't you change the method that is suitable for milk dolls?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Dong Rin's face quickly turned red.

It seems a little ashamed.

After all, he's not really a milk doll.

But......

Seeing Mo Qiancheng's hand that had been glued to the kitten's body, in the end, Dong Rin still chose this shameful method.

He stubbornly stretched out his hand towards Mo Qiancheng, and his mouth crooked: "Hold the kitten!"

"No......" Mo Qiancheng just said the word "no", and the little milk baby's earth-shattering cry sounded: "Woo, I want to hold the kitten!" Hug the kitten! I'm going to hold the kitten!"

While crying, he kicked his legs hard, shook his little hands, and cried to death if he didn't give the kitten.

Mo Li was sleeping in a daze, hearing this movement, he opened his sleepy eyes, and saw the baby on the tip of his heart crying tears, very distressed, and after asking what happened, he took the initiative to give him a hug.

"Okay, okay, let Xiaofu hug me! Kids, they love kittens! My body is originally the type of person who loves flowers and flowers!" She persuaded Mo Qiancheng to let go.

Mo Qiancheng was unwilling.

For some reason, he always felt that Xiaofu did it on purpose, but he had no evidence, so he could only reluctantly cede love.

Holding the kitten's soft and fluffy body, Xiaofu burst into tears and laughed.

Dong Rin felt that his heart was empty and sour, and it was full and sweet in an instant.

He held the kitten tightly in his arms and removed his chin to rub its soft hair.

This is his Sakura!

Sakura, who he has been thinking about for a thousand years!

It's also Sakura-chan who has been practicing ruthless Tao for thousands of years!

Dong Rin closed his eyes, and the scene of the past was like cherry blossoms more than a thousand years ago, flying wantonly in front of him......

After the Great War of Gods and Demons, he sealed the Demon Venerable, but accidentally fell victim to his cold poison.

Originally, this bit of cold poison was nothing to him, and as long as he retreated for a period of time, he could get rid of it.

But during that time, for some reason, he suddenly had a sense of misanthropy and was not interested in anyone or anything.

In the past, he was like a taut bow, always ready to fight to the death with the Demon Venerable.

The demon lord slaughtered his parents, punished his people, and had a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and if he didn't report it for a day, he would be uneasy for a day.