Mo Jianshan was stared at by several burning eyes at the same time, the pressure increased, and he stared at Lu Qianhuan's eyebrows carefully before he hesitated to speak.

"I don't know, but from the current point of view, this mark not only won't hurt Lu Daoyou, but also has a faint meaning of protection, which can be regarded as a gratifying thing......" He paused and continued with some stumbling, "and...... And...... Lu Daoyou...... It's ...... It's beautiful. ”

It can be seen that the second senior brother is very bad at praising female cultivators, and even the words are dry.

However, Lu Duhuan still smiled crookedly, she seemed to have strayed into some kind of praise group, this feeling was really ...... It's really cool!!

Keep boasting, don't stop!!

Let her feel more powerful horns from rainbow farts!

......

Shao Mo looked at Lu Jianhuan and smiled at Mo Jianshan, and suddenly his eyes were as sharp as a blade towards Mo Jianshan, this Dao Xiu surnamed Mo usually looks honest, but he didn't expect to be so flattering, could it be that he wanted to deceive his senior sister...... Money?!

Mo Jianshan received Shao Mo's death gaze and was suffocated for a moment, why did Shao Daoyou look at him like this?! What did he do wrong?!

Don't...... In the past, I had heard many juniors and disciples in the sect say that this sister and boy could not be separated from anyone, and this "sister" must not stay away from his sight, if he left his sight, it would be terrible, and this "treasure man" was restless and anxious to draw his sword and kill people.

Yes, looking at this Shao Daoyou's usual indifferent appearance, he only restrained one or two in front of Lu Daoyou, and as soon as Lu Daoyou encountered something, this person must rush to the first place, didn't he have time to think about it in a panic before, so he was anxious to draw his sword and break the barrier.

Hey, it's just that he didn't expect that someone would be so precious that he couldn't even look at others praising Lu Daoyou.

This is terminally ill, hopeless, wait for death.

Thinking of this, Mo Jianshan looked at Shao Mo with some sympathy.

Shao Mo: "......"

Why does this Dao cultivator look at him like this, is it not that he not only has rhetoric, but also eye disease?

And what Mo Jianshan thought in his heart was diametrically opposed to Shao Mo, he sighed in his heart, this Shao Daoyou got the disease of "Sister Bao Nan" at a young age, pitiful, too pitiful.

At the moment, I don't care about Shao Mo's murderous gaze just now, after all, he is a "sister treasure man", the kind that is terminally ill.

He ignored Shao Mo's unfriendly gaze and smiled at him, no way, he was so kind.

also patted Shao Mo's shoulder, with an expression of "needless to say, brothers understand".

Shao Mo: "......"

Seeing that Lu was all right, several people continued to wander around the quiet room, and Ning He was also curious to touch the flame totem, but when he raised his eyes, the flame totem on the wall had disappeared.

Ning He: "......"

Wronged, he also wants to see if the little red bird Huanhuan said is a phoenix, this wall is actually female over male, report it!

Lu Duhuan walked around the quiet room for a while, and his eyes stopped on the futon, to be precise, it should be on the embroidery patterns on the edges of the four corners of the futon.

I saw that the four corners of the futons were embroidered with flame totems, and the hot and dazzling flames were exactly the same as the flame totems painted with cinnabar under the wall of the uncovered scroll of mountains and rivers.

Lu Jinhuan's eyebrows were deeply locked, and she unconsciously stroked her eyebrows, she now also has a mark of flames, what does this totem represent?

Her lips were pursed, her head was slightly lowered, the green silk that was longer than the hip line was tilted down, her eyes also drooped, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were dimly stunned, this stone tower may really not only be the inheritance of Shao Mo's previous life, there may have been someone who left a legacy here before, maybe that is not a person, it should be said to be a bird?

Is it possible that these are two different spaces, if it weren't for the fact that the second senior brother found out that the fork in the road was unusual and tapped the ground according to a certain rhythm, they would not have come in here.

If it was really inherited earlier before Shao Mo's previous life, then why did they choose her? Was it because she was the first person to touch the totem? Chosen randomly? Or did she choose according to color fetish? After all, she and the little red bird both liked to wear red clothes.

Tsk, I don't know if this eyebrow mark is a blessing or a curse.

The beauty stopped, the beautiful peach blossom eyes were marked with a red flame mark on the eyebrows, which was absolutely gorgeous, and the long sword on her back made the beauty mixed with a little frost and cold snow, and the jade flowers were bright, contradictory and charming.

But Shao Mo didn't have the heart to appreciate it at the moment, he saw Lu Duhuan frowning and standing in place looking at the futon and losing his mind, not moving for a long time, thinking that she was burned by his own flame mark, and stepped forward with some worry and whispered: "Senior sister?"

Lu Duhuan's mind was a little hot, immersed in his own thoughts, the previous questions were unsolved, but there was a mystery again, and his heart was very noisy, and he didn't notice Shao Mo's question for a while.

Shao Mo couldn't help it at the moment, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lu Duhuan's hair, and called "Senior Sister" again.

Mo Jianshan noticed the movement of the two of them, and couldn't help but define Shao Mo as "completely hopeless" in his heart.

He secretly said in his heart: Look, let's just say that Shao Daoyou is a sister treasure man, Lu Daoyou just didn't reply for a while, so he pulled people's hair, tsk.

Lu Duhuan was pulled by his hair, and when he raised his head and faced Shao Mo's pair of sharp and handsome eyes, his eyes were fixed on her, focused and gentle, and the cold and hard lines on his face softened.

In this way, he is not as cold and withdrawn as usual, and he does not have the slightest anger, but has a gentlemanly demeanor as warm as jade, just like when the rose has no thorns, there is a kind of freehand sense that is as warm as an ink landscape painting, and it is also like the ice and snow in the sky have melted away, and finally the vast and pure sky is revealed.

When the real Mo Master is like a jade, the son is unparalleled in the world.

The unequaled son is a good person, but his hands are not good hands!

Lu Qianhuan's eyelids jumped, and his eyes were fixed on the ...... held in Shao Mo's hand hair, suddenly wide-eyed glared at him.

Shao Mo was glared at by Lu Qianhuan, knowing that she was fine, and relieved. I had the heart to let go of my hand, but my fingertips were entangled in the thin and soft long hair, and it would inevitably hurt her if I pulled it hard, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

He was too worried just now, and he didn't think there was anything wrong, but now his fingertips were entangled in his senior sister's hair, and a tingling electric current spread from his fingertips to his heart.

He looked at the hair in his hand a little dazed, and buried his knuckled fingers in Lu Duanhuan's hair, slowly combing them from top to bottom.

Immediately frightened, Lu Duhuan hurriedly pulled his hair back from his hand.

What's the matter with this man?

Isn't she coveting her secret to taking care of her hair?

Harm, even if you want to "steal the teacher", don't pull her hair, every strand of her hair is extremely precious!

What is hair, it's fate!

You don't see how many Dao Cultivator elders have collectively raised funds to go to Xuanxin Valley for hair transplantation and purchase wigs, "Where did the hair go" is definitely one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in the cultivation world.

Although she is not a Taoist cultivator, as a human being, she must learn to prevent it from happening, after all, baldness is an unspeakable pain for every monk.

Besides, such a thin, long, soft, thick and smooth hair is the hair quality that she has cared for for a long time and obtained through careful care, which is not something that Piao Rou can give. Rejoice only gave her confidence, but she couldn't give her such a perfect hair, and she would never allow others to touch her hair that was so important and cherished.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Lu Duhuan hugged his arms and looked at the spiritual guy in front of him, and an innocent smile slowly rose on his face.

As long as you don't pull her hair, everyone is still friends, if you move her hair again, draw your sword!

At the same time, Shao Mo felt a chill behind him for some reason.