Mo Tian felt shuddered all over his body, this place should not stay for a long time!

The Ice Soul Sword Rises!

Mo Tian hugged the sleeping Zhao Hehuan and galloped away!

Stimulated by the cool wind, Zhao Hehuan woke up heavily, raised his slightly drunk eyes, Mo Tian, was looking down at her affectionately, a look for the rest of his life.

What happened? Why did you just remember that after Ling Yuan left, I wanted to faint?

And, Mo Tian, why did he appear in the house in time? What happened later?

A series of questions made Zhao Hehuan feel a stinging pain in his head like a pinprick.

"Mo Tian...... What happened?" Zhao Hehuan didn't want to be held by Mo Tian to increase his burden, so he trembled and landed on the hilt of the flying sword, letting the Ice Spirit Sword take her wherever she went.

The cool wind blew through her hair, blowing her thoughts and making her unable to sort out the rules.

"After Ling Yuan left. and your hut was set on fire. If I hadn't happened to be on the roof, you would have been plotted. Mo Tian said it lightly, skipping the details that he didn't want to make Zhao Hehuan more troubled.

For example, Ling Yuan used rotten water to cover up the facts, in order to protect Zhao Hehuan.

This kind of thing, it's better to let her know as little as possible in the future. After all, it's not that important.

"Arson?" Obviously, although Zhao Hehuan didn't understand the whole thing, he also guessed a lot and sighed.

Probably this is, the puppet is not guilty.

I'm afraid that the fact that I am a goddess has long been spread throughout the Three Realms. Today is arson, then, what is tomorrow?

Zhao Hehuan shook his head and cleaned up his emotions. So much?

Since it is not something you can control, then you can be at peace when you come!

"I think the most important thing now is to buy you a mask. "The Ice Spirit Cold Sword has already fallen headlong downward.

"Mask?" Zhao Hehuan was confused.

The Ice Spirit Cold Sword flew down under Mo Tian's control, Zhao Hehuan felt that the angle of the sword body tilt was greater, unlike before, she did not shout, but concentrated her mind, carefully studying the way of Mo Tian's sword and the true recipe in her mouth.

Mo Tian looked at Zhao Hehuan's serious appearance, and his heart was slightly touched, probably, she is a butterfly, after all, one day, she will wake up from the cocoon and break out of the cocoon......

"Do you remember the truth, do you need me to repeat it again?" Mo Tian gently hugged Zhao Hehuan's waist, this woman, made him want to protect.

Zhao Hehuan raised his head in some surprise, his bright eyes were full of stars, and after learning that Mo Tian had deliberately slowed down the speed of reciting the true technique, a trace of sylviness flashed in his eyes.

She shook her head lightly and said sincerely, "You may need to read it again." ”

Instead, he smiled apologetically at Mo Tian.

Mo Tian touched Zhao Hehuan's head dotingly and said, "I can't remember, it's okay." You can also imagine yourself as the sword, and the concentration of your mind is a more effective way than a mantra. ”

Zhao Hehuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and according to what Mo Tian said, he concentrated his thoughts, and found that there was indeed a hot flow in his dantian!

When I opened my eyes again, I already felt that my eyes were bright, as if I had been reborn!

"Fall!"

Zhao Hehuan let out a crisp shout, and the Ice Spirit Cold Sword trembled slightly and stopped two feet above the ground!

Surprise was written all over Zhao Hehuan's bright face! The bright smile was like the sun after the rain, which was refracted into Mo Tian's heart......

"Mo Tian, I seem to have done it!" Zhao Hehuan exclaimed, hugging Mo Tian happily, she felt Mo Tian's last trust in her, and completely handed over the sword to her!

Mo Tian looked down at Zhao Hehuan, who was like a little bird, in the end, how much unknown bravery do you have, it's me, the beauty that I haven't seen?

"Hehuan, I forgot to tell you, according to common sense...... In that fire, you should have died. Mo Tian reminded Zhao Hehuan not to attract the attention of the people around him, but he felt that this way to curb her joyful emotions was really not what he wanted.

But he had to do it.

Because, before it is completely powerful, the first thing to learn should be to hide.

Zhao Hehuan's reaction was beyond Mo Tian's expectations, instead of freezing his face as imagined and then pouting sullenly, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly, and then he grabbed Mo Tian's arm, winked at Mo Tian mischievously, and said in a very good mood: "Then, buy me a mask first! ”

Mo Tian looked at Zhao Hehuan with a shameless smile helplessly, and said without being shocked: "Then don't you want to sell yourself to pay off your debts?"

Zhao Hehuan was also tempered into steel, and gradually adapted to the shameless hookup between Mo Tian and Ling Yuan, so he shook off his long black hair like a waterfall, and proudly ran with his head held high and said, "I didn't say I was going to repay my debts!" Turning around, she made a big grimace at Mo Tian with her tongue sticking out.

It made Mo Tian's iceberg face bloom.

Just in the gap where Zhao Hehuan turned around, Mo Tian caught a glimpse of a man carrying a bamboo pole and wearing various masks from a distance, sitting quietly under the weeping willows, and not shouting, like a static painting, in stark contrast to the surrounding hawkers who shouted and painted one after another.

"Hehuan, go. Mo Tian stepped forward and walked a few steps, then took Zhao Hehuan's hand and walked forward.

Zhao Hehuan noticed that not far away, there was a stall selling masks.

After a few steps, the two walked to the man's stall, and Mo Tian realized that the man's face was also wearing the mask he was selling, but he had put a living sign on his mask.

It's just that he can't see his age clearly and his face clearly, but it makes Mo Tian's heart inexplicably vigilant.

"Shaoxia, which mask do you like?" the man spoke slowly, his voice low, as if he was deliberately lowering his voice.

"Hey, Mo Tian, we seem to have come to the wrong place. It's all men's masks, not women's. Zhao Hehuan brushed over the masks one by one, and the masks collided slightly with a slight sound, or hideous or smiling mask faces.

Mo Tian frowned slightly, and was about to pull Zhao Hehuan to turn around and leave, when he heard the deep voice of the man behind him: "What does the girl want this kind of mask?"

Zhao Hehuan looked back, and the man between him was holding a feather zircon mask that covered the surroundings of his eye sockets!

I saw that the mask was surrounded by plush black feathers, similar to the Suzaku tail I had seen in the Suzaku Pavilion before, and the tail of the phoenix was raised at the end, which seemed to be raised upwards by an arc. And the middle is dotted with a crystal clear zircon like a beauty mole, and under the refraction of the shimmer, a rainbow fell.

"Mo Tian! This looks pretty good. Zhao Hehuan slightly admired the workmanship of the mask in his heart, obviously, it was ingenious.

Mo Tian stared at the mask for a while, then pulled Zhao Hehuan and walked straight over, looked at the sunken eyes in the man's mask, and asked normally: "How many silver taels is the store willing to sell?"

The man was not afraid of Mo Tian's eyes, stretched out a finger, and said lightly: "One or two lines of silver." ”

There is not a word more, even, there are no superfluous movements.

Mo Tian's face suddenly seemed to have a layer of frost, and there was a faint cold, but when Zhao Hehuan was not completely sure whether this was a murderous aura, Mo Tian's breath quietly disappeared.

"One or two. As if nothing had happened, Mo Tian took out one or two lines of silver from his arms and handed them to the man, so familiar that Zhao Hehuan was a little suspicious that it was his own illusion just now.

The man took the silver, and naturally handed the feather mask to Zhao Hehuan, and said in a low voice: "Girl, take it." And he said no more.

Zhao Hehuan took the mask with some trepidation, and looked back at the figure under the weeping willow step by step, but was dragged by Mo Tian to the nearby inn.

When he walked dozens of meters away, Zhao Hehuan turned around again, but found that under the weeping willows, there was no man!

Zhao Hehuan gasped, although there was horror in his eyes, he quickly calmed down, calmly pulled Mo Tian's sleeve, and said, "That man, it's gone." ”

Mo Tian never looked back, but replied with a solemn face: "I guessed." ”

Zhao Hehuan looked at Mo Tian in even more surprise, and guessed it?

Mo Tian turned his head, although the woman in front of him was brave and strong, but it was obvious that she lacked defense, if she was not by her side in the future, I was afraid that it would be difficult for her to sleep and eat, right?

"Hehuan, when he just raised a finger of his right hand and said one or two lines of silver, did you notice the position of the calloon on his hand?"

Mo Tian opened the same finger of his right hand, and it was in the same position as the part of the man's cocoon!

Zhao Hehuan instantly felt that he had fallen into an ice cellar! This was the cocoon of a person who practiced martial arts with a sword! Moreover, the cocoon on that person's fingers was obviously not much thinner than Mo Tian!

He's not a mask-seller!

Mo Tian nodded and said slowly, "You are right. The point is, he knows that we have to buy masks, and we don't know anything about him. ”

Zhao Hehuan's face was a little solemn, holding the feather mask in his hand, and this person was very clear about her preferences......

"Let's go. Whether it's friend or foe, we're on guard. At present, it is better to solve the problem of food and clothing first. Mo Tian saw that Zhao Hehuan's smiling face was no longer there, so he pretended to shave Zhao Hehuan's nose easily, causing Zhao Hehuan to roll his eyes for a while.

I hate it when people scratch my nose, okay?

Mo Tian saw that Zhao Hehuan suddenly regained his vitality, and smiled slightly, sure enough, not only did he have a low IQ but also a big forgetfulness.

"Let's go. Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?" Mo Tian swept the silver taels of the white flowers in his hand, and shook them deliberately in front of Zhao Hehuan's eyes, reminding her intentionally or unintentionally of this matter with her body.

Zhao Hehuan looked at the signboard of the world's first chef, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said two words quite embarrassedly: "Chicken soup ......"

Chicken soup?Mo Tian smiled dumbly.

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