Xian Yao, who is not the same age and a half, didn't know, but looking at Mo Liunian's appearance, even if he was older, he was not much older than her, and immediately said, "Yes, Granny Hua, what's wrong?"

Granny Hua muttered, "How is it possible?

The two of them were very strange about Granny Hua's situation, and Banxian Yao asked, "Granny Hua, what's going on?"

Mo Liunian also said: "The little girl Mo Liunian has seen Granny Hua. ”

Granny Hua heard Mo Liunian's voice, she was indeed a young woman, but how could such a young girl have such a strong soul power?

After Granny Hua was blind, her perception of soul power became more and more acute, and when Mo Liunian came in just now, Granny Hua felt that a mountain was pressing over, not an exaggeration at all, it really felt like a mountain.

Granny Hua also knew that she had lost her temper, so she immediately returned to her seat and sat down again, and said to Mo Liunian: "Little Miss Mo is a real person who doesn't show her face." ”

Mo Liunian was puzzled by the second monk of Granny Hua, and Banxian Yao thought that Granny Hua had noticed that Mo Liunian had refined into Yannei True Flame, and said in her heart that this Granny Hua was really powerful.

After the three of them sat down, the maid began to serve the food, according to the instructions of the little half-immortal, five dishes and one soup like them, and the half-fairy Yao picked up the apricot blossom dew, "Can Granny Hua drink?"

Granny Hua said, "Little Mo girl can drink?"

Mo Liunian didn't expect Granny Hua to ask her, and hurriedly said: "If your mother-in-law wants to drink, Xiao Mo will accompany her mother-in-law to drink two cups." ”

Granny Hua said, "Then pour it." ”

Banxian Yao was very careful, and asked Granny Hua what kind of dishes she liked to eat, and used chopsticks to clip the dishes into Granny Hua's bowl. Granny Hua has a very good amount of alcohol, and she has been looking for Banxian Yao and Mo Liunian to drink, and she drank two jars in a row, although this wine is suitable for her daughter, but after drinking so much, Banxian Yao and Mo Liunian are also a little drunk.

Granny Hua began to ask about Mo Liunian's background intentionally or unintentionally, but she couldn't ask why, not that Mo Liunian was cautious and refused to say, but that she really didn't remember anything, so it was all about the days when she was with the little half-immortal Mo Yan.

Granny Hua didn't give up and asked, "Where did you live before that?"

Before Mo Liunian could speak, Banxian Yao said: "Xiao Mo has lost his memory, and he doesn't remember anything before." ”

Granny Hua was stunned and asked, "How can this be?

A picture suddenly flashed in Mo Liunian's mind, and he was covered in blood and was carried into the room by the little half-immortal, and the location was the feng shui pavilion where they lived in Yucheng.

Although she always knew that she was seriously injured when she met Xiao Banxian, her memory for more than three years began after she recovered from the injury, and this was the first time she recalled what happened before the injury.

Banxian Yao saw that Mo Liunian was stunned, so she continued: "She doesn't remember either, she has been confused in the past few years. ”

Granny Hua pointed out: "Some memories are forgotten and forgotten, but some memories still have to be retrieved, otherwise they don't even know who they are." ”

Mo Liunian came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I am Mo Liunian, and I will be now and in the future." ”

Granny Hua didn't say anything, and Banxian Yao shook the wine jar, "It's empty again, do you still drink it?"

Mo Liunian was about to refuse, but Granny Hua said: "The old woman hasn't drunk so happily for a long time, is the eldest lady reluctant to drink the wine in your house?"

Banxian Yao smiled: "What mother-in-law said about this, you can drink as much as you want." Then he sent the maid to fetch the wine.

When Mo Liunian was drunk, Granny Hua grabbed her wrist, but to her surprise, although Mo Liunian's soul power was extremely strong, his cultivation was shallow and even inferior to those who had just entered the Xuanmen. Such a powerful contrast is too incredible.

I saw that the guy was busy up and down, and he whispered loudly, and the person who came greeted him with a smile, and the send-off guest was also bent over and laughed. "Guest officer, please, how many of you?" saw that the little two who picked up the guest nodded and asked with a smile, this group of actions was natural and coherent, but there was no hint of fakeness.

The messenger looked in from the gate, but saw no one. Two or three flower ducks trampled around the shadow wall. The messenger walked into the courtyard again, and when he saw the little girl ring kneeling in the corridor, he jumped out in one step, and wondered in his heart. He went to the house next door to deliver the letter, and he told the doorman about it.

The group hurried all the way to Shou'an Hall, and when they arrived at the door, Minglan breathed a sigh of relief, helped the sideburns, and with the report of the maid at the door, Minglan stepped in, lowered her head and walked slowly, and when she caught a glimpse, she saw the old lady sitting on the head.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, is there anything wrong with the donor?" After getting the view, Gao Miao hurriedly walked a few steps, grabbed the front, reached out and grabbed the door knocker, knocked a few times, and after a while, the door "creaked" and opened a gap, and a little Taoist boy about thirteen or fourteen years old flashed out of the crack in the door, squinted at Li Xian's master and servant, and then looked at the palace car not far away, but did not have the slightest panic, just made a joke, and asked calmly.

This team, the people are more relaxed, the turtle slave opened the curtain of the door, led them into a room, went in to see, it was very gorgeous. By the side window, there was a sofa and a sleeping chair, and a woman in her forties was lying on the phone. When he saw the three people coming in, he didn't pay attention to it, only glanced at it with his eyes, and went to call her.

Entering the middle hall, but there was no one inside, Fan's mother led Minglan straight to the side compartment in the west of the main house, the courtyard was full of maids and women coming in and out, everyone was in a hurry, carrying water and basins, but there was no sound. Then he walked west, and before he could enter the door, he heard the voice of the voice inside, accompanied by a low cry.

"The old minister knocked to see Your Majesty. In an unbearable loneliness, a hurried footsteps sounded, and Dai Zhide, who was sweaty, had turned out from behind the screen, and this time he saw Gaozong sitting on the couch with a black face, Dai Zhide's face changed instantly, but he didn't dare to look more, and he hurriedly rushed forward, and he wanted to pay a big salute.

"Squeak ......" After a tooth-barrenking sound, a small closed door in the backyard of Zhao's mansion was pushed open from the inside, and then, a small lantern stretched out from the crack in the door, and after shaking a few times, the little girl purple cuckoo thief head poked his head out of the crack in the door, looked around nervously, and saw that there was nothing wrong, so he sighed lightly, and the cat bent out the back door, looked back and waved to the door: "Miss, no one, hurry!"

The old mother took her along the corridor, walked through two golden courtyards, and when she entered the third place, she saw a young man on the high steps, holding a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, standing there with a smile, and nodded slightly. It was none other than Song Qiangni, who used to sing drum books and is now the teacher's wife.

Silk silk, Sauvignon Blanc, singing peach blossoms and green shirts in the clouds, desert ballads, dreams and flowers become the past, the emperor's industry, drunk and exquisite, who knows the world's songs;

The white horse is fleeting, Shaoguang is cheap, and now Lu Yao is close to standing, and the child who was like a fan ball in the past has grown into a gentle and elegant, introverted character. Only the dark and moist eyes were still the same as when they were young, and they bent up with a smile.

Xu Xiaoxin walked slightly, and came with a tinkling sound around his waist. I saw her: Lanzi musk bone, fat powder does not apply spiritual fragrance, and lead is not resistant. The eyebrows are shallow, slightly frowning, all thoughtful, and thoughtless. Eyes gathered on Qingbo, looking forward to Mangu, and suddenly felt that affection was ruthless. People say that they are well-nourished, and the red face is permanent and forgets the years, and the youth is forever. From afar, it looks like thirty people...... Huan Wan whispered, rumors in the early years, guessed that she had a crush in her heart, but because there was no road to the Queqiao and the rain in the Red Mansion, she had to live the days of blue sea and blue sky.

He listened to Wen Rong's words with his own ears, and he couldn't look down on this person anymore, and he was also extremely disappointed in Qin Yun's inexplicable son-in-law vision, and at this time, in his words, he couldn't hide his tiredness and coldness.

Cheng An never thought that such a person could appear in his life - Qingyue Zhuoran, full of elegance. When I met for the first time, a sentence involuntarily came to my mind: "Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." This sentence is probably used to describe such a character.

The song is like a sword, the wind is swaying, and the broken song is still alive. The sea of fog is vast for thousands of miles, and the cold stone is beside the two hearts, and the two hearts are speechless. Charming eyes bury tears and red faces, and see that the heart is close at hand. I have a wish, I am a hundred years old, and I dare not be greedy for joy for a while. Looking back just to wait for the dry sea, the heart falls, and asks for a thousand years of sighing. In the dream, there were several times of resentment, and the person woke up for the first time, drunk and lonely. To see today, it is a smile in the city. I'm afraid that if this life is secretly promised, who knows the hatred.

A wisp of fragrance blooms every night, and a sigh and a trace of sand in a lifetime. The bright moon falls and the words are complicated, and the night rain washes the windows. Gongshang Jiao Huiyu, who allowed me to be beautiful for half a lifetime? I always walked alone, wandering the streets, the sky fell red rain, and the dust in my heart. The lotus is drunk, the cicadas are drunk, and the fragrance of wine surrounds the painting beam. Finger red dust, who the hopper turns to the stars, the rain is sparse and the wind is sudden, and the drunken shadow laughs and is shocked. The vicissitudes of life, who will return my years?

Observe words and looks: do antique trading, seven points to see the treasure, three points to see the person, read the old lake sweep over, you can guess whether the person is reliable or unreliable, the things in his hand are real or false. A person like Fu Gui, who has no antique foundation, can pull fiber for a person in Shen Yang Dao, also relying on his poisonous eyes to look at people. As soon as the middle-aged man saw Huang Yanyan's temperament and dress, he knew that he was a powerful character, how dare he slack off, and immediately changed to a smiling face: "The contemptible person's surname is Zheng, and his name is Zhengzhong." Let's have a few people inside. ”

Li Xiaozhu walked slightly, and came with a tinkling sound around her waist. I saw her orchid musk bones, fat powder does not apply spiritual fragrance, and lead is not resistant. The eyebrows are shallow, slightly frowning, all thoughtful, and thoughtless. Eyes gathered on Qingbo, looking forward to Mangu, and suddenly felt that affection was ruthless. People say that they are well-nourished, and the red face is permanent and forgets the years, and the youth is forever. From afar, it looks like thirty people...... Huan Wan whispered, rumors in the early years, guessed that she had a crush in her heart, but because there was no road to the Queqiao and the rain in the Red Mansion, she had to live the days of blue sea and blue sky.