After Mo Liunian said a few words to Xiao Banxian, his frightened mood also eased a little.

So Mo Liunian said confidently: "What, can't I be afraid?"

Xiao Banxian stood above the steps and looked at Mo Liunian behind him.

I don't know if it's too solemn or dissatisfied with the little half-immortal, Mo Liunian has a hard time smiling at the corner of his mouth.

But Mo Liunian suddenly found that there was not much amusement in the demeanor of the little half-immortal when he turned his head, and the unexpectedly cold and serious attitude of the little half-immortal was beyond Mo Liunian's expectations.

Mo Liunian raised his head, and a pink purple came into his eyes, with a slight glow under the moon shadow.

The black hair hung down his shoulders, his starry eyes were like water, and the small figure of the little half-fairy was too weak to be clothed, as if it was about to be shattered at the touch of a button.

Mo Liunian felt the gaze of the little half-immortal, she didn't look over, but she showed tiredness, and her eyes revealed a faint blue-black.

And Mo Liunian is not mentally prepared for the next step.

At this time, the little half-immortal noticed that Mo Liunian's face suddenly turned pale, and after a while, it suddenly evoked a touch of beauty.

Mo Liunian was stunned, seeing that Xiao Banxian was a little embarrassed on his face, he wrapped up the red hair that fell on his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth were bitter and teasing.

Xiao Banxian opened his mouth and was about to say something, but saw that Mo Liunian's neck was white and slender, under the black and green silk, and his eyes were shining.

When Mo Liunian smiled, his eyes were dark, his gaze hung down subconsciously, but the corners of his mouth were curved into a charming arc at this time, and the clouds were light and warm.

The smiling lips were like a crescent moon, with a touch of beautiful light, slowly climbing up the heart of the little half-fairy.

I don't know why, I suddenly smiled slightly, the abundance was awe-inspiring, and I was amazed by everything, and I actually saw that the little half-fairy was a little distracted, and he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Banxian wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his mouth, he inexplicably slipped into his throat.

In my impression, Mo Liunian was a fart, and the other had never said a few nice words in front of him.

He has not been friends with him for a few years, but once he left Yucheng and came to the mountain road of this Hongfa Temple, this Mo Liunian seems to have become all his memories in this Yucheng.

For a moment, it seemed that more and more time had passed, and the little half-immortal remembered the appearance of his master.

When you are a little half-immortal dressed in a purple robe, holding a long sword that is about to grow of your own in both hands, looking at your master with a little cowardice and a little softness.

It was like some kind of young beast, full of vigilance, but still wanting to get closer.

At this time, the demeanor in the eyes of the little half-immortal was as calm as death, almost full of sadness.

Those memories, it was just yesterday, how can the little half-immortal forget?

At that time, the young pearl golden crown, high-spirited, falling snowflakes around him, the little half-fairy smiled and leaned on her arms, I don't know what sorrow is.

At this time, the little half-immortal's heart is stained with dust and fragrance, and there are not many words to say, as long as it can be remembered, it is a warmth.

The little half-immortal opened the fence of memory again, such as taking a pot of the past years and sitting opposite the passing years, but how deep this love is, how much it hurts in the heart.

That winter, when he was still young, the little half-fairy's nose was red from the cold, but he smiled softly.

The star-like eyes stared at the distant back of the master with hope, and all he hoped in the little half-immortal's heart was that the master turned around and looked at him.

But the master didn't, and the fate of the little half-immortal didn't change.

The aroma of Ganoderma lucidum is wafting between the little half-immortal and the master.

As Shizun went farther and farther, the little half-immortal was a little panicked.

Yes, the little half-immortal is panicked!

Yes, it seems that the little half-immortal looks at every step taken by the master, as if he has stepped on the body and heart of the little half-immortal.

It's only a hundred steps away.

Little Half-Immortal didn't know why he had become so incompetent.

All of a sudden, the little half-fairy's face was filled with remorse.

It is difficult to know that it is difficult to be permanent, and it is better to cherish the time.

Even dusk is late.

It's a pity that it can't be touched, the little half-immortal nourishes sorrow in the wind with a wave of his sleeves, twists a wisp of Qingfen, and looks at the three thousand flashies.

The moon is clear, the years are still moving forward, can the footsteps of the master sound melodiously in the ears of the little half-immortal at the moment when the little half-immortal is dusty?

If the little half-fairy misses the return date after all, will it start a little earlier in this season two years later, and will not let the little half-fairy's soft heart condense into a piece of ice that will accumulate into tricks?

It's just that the little half-immortal still wants to guard this wisp of soul that has not been lost for years, and waits quietly, waiting for her......

And now Mo Liunian's smile is too complicated, the little half-immortal really doesn't understand, it seems to be resentful, it seems to be afraid, and it seems to be helpless.

Walking on this mountain road, the eyes of the little half-fairy are deep and difficult to distinguish, and the pale complexion reveals a sense of decadence that is approaching, and he does not speak, but his body is worth a thousand words.

The little half-fairy was stunned, and after a while, he smiled faintly, but the smile was as blurred as the night, and the eyes gathered by the moonlight also gathered all the brilliance.

Hanging his head slightly, a strand of hair fell, covering half of his face...... A purple robe as pink as blood, and hair as black as ink

At that moment, the little half-immortal was actually miserable and lonely, like a lonely soul in this thick night, and no longer an immortal in the moon.

The little half-fairy looked ahead, rippling for a long time.

Frail, depressed, dazed, with a kind of helpless cynicism.

looked indifferently, there was no sharpness in his eyes, only endless loneliness.

Under the faint moonlight, Mo Liunian only felt that Xiao Banxian's shoulders were a little collapsed, he seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and his sideburns were illuminated by the moonlight like silver threads, which stinged Mo Liunian's eyes.

So the little half-immortal hurriedly said: "Of course you can." ”

In this way, along the way, Mo Liunian had nothing to say and followed Xiao Banxian and Mo Yan forward.

The little half-immortal has practiced for many years, and his eyesight is several times that of ordinary people, and he walks on the ground at night in the mountains.

What surprised Mo Liunian the most was Mo Yan, who looked weak, but he looked extremely calm here, Mo Liunian thought about it, maybe this is the real Mo Yan, how can it be simple to be a friend of life and death with Xiao Banxian.

The only thing that didn't work was Mo Liunian, the moonlight couldn't shine here, she stumbled when she walked, and almost tripped several times.

Xiao Banxian really couldn't stand it, and grabbed her, Mo Liunian was stunned for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little embarrassing.

Xiao Banxian coughed: "Don't thank me yet, if you don't have me to hold you, you will wait to fall down the mountain." ”

At the end of the year, Mo Liu still said angrily: "Thank you boss." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "This is about the same. ”

The little half-fairy took Mo Liunian's hand and walked on the winding mountain road, Mo Liunian wanted to ask them where they were going, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, anyway, the little half-immortal must have his own reasons for doing things.

Xiao Banxian actually didn't dare to tell Mo Liunian, now Mo Liunian himself is a live target, the snake demon wants to resurrect his heir in every possible way, but he is about to succeed but is broken by Mo Liunian, the snake demon will definitely not give up.

Mo Liunian is a bait now, and he wants to use her to lure out the snake demon, and he also wants to protect her safety.

Don't Ascend

Author: Wen Yan to wine

Brief introduction:

Traveling to the earth a hundred years after the revival of the aura, Jiang Mubai received the last words of the first ascendant:

Reiki revival is a big lie!

Warn the monks of the world not to ascend!!

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Jiang Mubai: But what does this have to do with me, who has a sister and a house and no strength?

This book has just been strongly promoted, and the current collection is less than 35,000 words, 220,000 words, and the following is the collection increase data of this book.

Judging by the data, the current results of this book are ...... It can only be said that it is not bad, and there is still a considerable distance from the explosion.

The author has a book before, and it's not clear whether there is a vest or not, but it can also be regarded as an old author.

It can be seen that the author's writing skills are still good, the rhythm of this "Don't Soar" is not fast, slowly, and a little more life-oriented, maybe the cool point is not very enough, but it can definitely let readers, especially Lao Bai readers, chase it patiently.

Of course, because the cool points are not very sufficient, the results of this book have not reached the level of a hit.

But come to think of it, the subscription ratio of this book should not be too bad, and it should be relatively easy to enter the boutique - it is likely that it will be able to enter the boutique (3,000 subscriptions) on the same day as it is put on the shelves, or within a few days.

As for the later subscription, it depends on the author's update speed and whether the subsequent plot will collapse.

However, one of the most important reasons why Yu Changsheng recommended this book was ......

The author's topic selection, or entry point, is well arranged.

Wonderful!

Don't ascend!

Just these four words directly attracted my interest.

For ordinary readers, the words "don't soar" should also be able to attract some of their interest - after all, isn't it all about the stronger the better?

Why not soar?

And for readers who have read "The Three-Body Problem", or at least heard the story of "The Three-Body Problem".

The meaning of the four words "don't soar" is deep!

Many readers who have read "The Three-Body Problem" should know the famous sentence in "The Three-Body Problem":

"Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer!"

According to the dark forest theory of "The Three-Body Problem", the universe is a dark forest, and every civilization is a hunter with a gun.

Therefore, you must not expose the coordinates of your own civilization.

Otherwise, when a civilization is discovered by another civilization, only one party can survive, or none of them will survive.

This is the law of the dark forest of "The Three-Body Problem".

So, what the hell is "don't ascend"?

Yu Changsheng's first reaction was to associate "don't ascend" with "don't answer".

Sure enough, in the second chapter of the book, the author unlocks the secret of the title.

In the second chapter, the protagonist of the book obtains a fragment of the consciousness of the first ascendant of the Aura Resurrection Age on Earth.

Among the fragments of divine consciousness, in addition to the golden finger given to the protagonist - the inheritance of the first ascendant, there are two key sentences:

"Reiki revival is a big lie!

"Warn the monks of the world!

It was these two sentences that decided that I would recommend this book.

Previously, we did four special issues of Reiki recovery, so that everyone knows that this kind of theme is now in the explosion stage of a market.

However, there is often a problem in the booming market......

The competition is huge!

So, the explosion of the market