"Can you think of his origin?" the little half-immortal looked at Mo Yan and asked in a low voice.

After so many years of experience, Xiao Banxian can no longer fully trust the truth in other people's mouths, and he has a bucket of speculation in his heart.

For example, when people are rich, they see despair and misfortune, when friendship is good, when the wind is good, when the wind is good, when they think of lightning and thunder, from love to hate, from trust and confession to betrayal and remorse, and so on, and vice versa.

Because when they mature, they will become thoughtful in everything and will not be easily deceived.

The doubt in my heart couldn't help but break open and crumple every word of others and look at it, and after a little deeper, I felt full of doubts.

Just as the world needs air and water, but people have always lived on lies.

can admit it frankly, but before nodding honestly, he habitually spits out more glamorous and beautiful lies.

All the honesty, before the exit, became a broken sentence that died halfway.

Xiao Banxian knows that many times his ears are unreliable, and his eyes are always deceiving himself, and he has already set a lasting conclusion about the things he encounters, and maybe one day he suddenly finds that his words and deeds were wrong.

According to the thinking of the little half-immortal, if today's events are true, as long as they follow the development of the situation, it will be fine.

But if it's a lie, it means that someone is plotting something.

If the little half-immortal encounters any situation in the future, as long as he is careful not to be trapped, he can still be safe and sound.

After all, fanaticism can easily make people lose their rationality, and chances may be providential.

The little half-immortal suddenly felt so tired that he was terribly tired.

Mo Yan on the side looked at the little half-immortal thinking deeply, and Mo Yan himself frowned.

"I can't think of it, his cultivation is unfathomable, and even that thousand-year-old snake spirit is not his opponent. ”

Mo Yan shook his head and said to the little half-immortal, and the little half-immortal nodded.

Sometimes God is fair, a person has the same length, and the same short.

For example, most smart people think a lot, and their lives are not necessarily easier than fools.

For example, people who always ponder people's hearts and have a deep city government always have an inherent perspective when looking at people, but they often have an almost magical intuition as people who do not know the true temperament of the world.

The world is complicated, and it is impossible to think deeply, and deep thinking is suffering.

As soon as the little half-immortal was twenty-three years old, his eyes began to brighten.

In this world, the illusion has been shattered, and the little half-immortal no longer has to deceive himself, and has already seen the truth revealed in life.

The little half-immortal accepts the incompleteness and accepts the half-way, after all, everything in the world cannot be perfect, and the little half-immortal accepts all the changes and results.

Anything will reach its final path as it is, no more, no less.

The little half-immortal only needs to keep the mind alone, and there must be a firm impulse and a correct and frank opinion around the things it is familiar with, and let the little half-immortal digest them alone.

It was only then that Xiao Banxian found out that Mo Liunian had been in a daze, and he kept muttering something in his mouth.

"It doesn't matter who you were before, what matters is who you are now. ”

Xiao Banxian opened his mouth to comfort Mo Liunian, and when he saw Mo Liunian hearing Xiao Banxian's words, he hurriedly raised his head.

"It's just that there's always a pimple in my heart. Mo Liunian looked at Xiao Banxian and lowered his eyelids again.

Mo Yan saw the clues, but Mo Liunian still couldn't let go of his past self.

"As the old man said, it's a blessing to be able to forget the past, so why should you care about things that can't be turned back. ”

Mo Yan opened his mouth and said some truths, and Mo Liunian finally listened to it this time.

Mo Liunian raised his head, yes, no matter who he was or what he did before, it was already in the past, and it was impossible to turn back and change.

Now, Mo Liunian is already in a world that was unimaginable before.

It's kind of funny when I think about it.

Is Mo Liunian happy or unhappy in this place? Even Mo Liunian himself can't figure it out.

However, it doesn't seem like there's any need to pursue answers, as it's not a big deal.

For Mo Liunian, I'm afraid it will be the same for others, this is the first time to experience the increase in age.

The emotions he got in these three years were also the first time that Mo Liunian experienced them.

If Mo Liunian had experienced it before, even if it was only once, he would have been able to observe all kinds of things more or less.

And Mo Liunian's first experience is not so simple.

The only way to leave the subtle judgment for the day after tomorrow is to not think too much about it and take in all the things in front of you.

To live with them is like to the sky, the clouds, and the rivers.

In Mo Liunian's life, he stubbornly grasped many mistakes, carefully guarding against the reasons for not allowing himself to check them.

It's not bloody, people's hearts are separated from their belly, but why bother with their own belly?

A lot of things are just self-deception, hiding it is not good for yourself, hiding too much, you are easy to be weak, the more honest Mo Liunian is to himself now, the more he can get invincible strength.

And Mo Liunian's own feelings are always underestimated or overestimated.

Sometimes Mo Liunian is disappointed.

Sometimes Mo Liunian pretends not to know about these disappointments, and eventually forgets them.

After purifying the inner space, Mo Liunian is not ignorant or unknown, but does not ask, does not care, does not mind, and does not pursue.

At the beginning, it was completely because of some kind of fear that he didn't realize, and Mo Liunian was worried that if he found out that what he had believed and asserted for a long time was actually wrong.

In this earthly world, Mo Liunian is not alone, at least there are people who are willing to listen to their fears, and there are people who are worried and troubled by themselves.

These things have always reminded Mo Liunian to see clearly what is complicated in the world, and Mo Liunian is willing to be honest.

Although Mo Liunian doesn't know what will happen in the future, at least it's a good start now.

Until now, I've been glad for myself and never complained.

Mo Liunian also felt that there was undoubtedly something funny and ridiculous in these times, and according to the change of mood, they may not be worthless.

I used to think that Mo Yan was cold and cold, but now it seems that he also cares about himself.

"Yesterday's things are like yesterday's death, and today's things are like today's birth. The voice of the pure monk in the courtyard came.

After hearing the voice of the old monk from the opposite room, the little half-immortal also had a feeling of awakening.

"Your name is Mo Liunian now. ”

So the little half-immortal also came to the mouth and said his opinion to Mo Liunian, who was a little confused in front of him.

"Well, that's good. ”

Mo Liunian was slightly stunned, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised.

"Let's rest for a while, I'm tired. The little half-fairy also smiled.

Mo Yanheyi lay down on the collapse, his internal injuries this time were more serious than those of Xiao Banxian, and he needed to rest well.

The little half-fairy fell asleep on the table, Mo Liunian sat next to the little half-fairy, saw the little half-fairy's long eyelashes, and heard his deep and shallow breathing, Mo Liunian felt that his mood was slowly calming down.

She also fell on the table, closed her eyelids, and drifted off to sleep.

When the sky broke, the pure monk in the courtyard got up and walked in, and the little half-immortal immediately woke up, and Mo Yan also woke up.

With the help of the elixir, the little half-immortal recovered a lot of physical strength, and his internal injuries were also much better.

At this time, Xiao Banxian patted Mo Liunian on the shoulder, and Mo Liunian rubbed his eyes and woke up.

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