Chapter Twenty-Three: Water Droplets

Mo Li, in the corner of the playground, Mo Li stared at the pictures in front of him incredibly, and the dreams he had before, these pictures were connected beyond the scope of Mo Li's cognition.

In the picture, a very similar face appeared in front of Mo Li's eyes, in the picture, a person carrying a rusty knife, a robe, and slender silver hair looked so elegant under the breeze.

"This battle is inevitable, if I am damaged, I will seal the memories of my life with the emerald flowers" "Mo Li", who was holding the crystal ball, threw the crystal ball into the air, put his hands together, and a small green sapling appeared in the hand of "Mo Li".

"Cuihua, all this is a fateful catastrophe, if I am damaged, I will give the crystal ball and this jade slip to me in the future.

"Brother Mo, I want to go with you" The picture turned to a woman, stepping on the green lotus, and flying in a beautiful arc to "Mo Li".

"Haruh, why are you here?"

"Brother Mo, no matter where you go, Qing will always accompany you, live together, die together, Qing, willingly"

The screen is still

Isn't this woman the current Tu Yuqing? Mo Li stared at the still picture and was on the spot.

"Oh, it hurts Lao Tzu" After a while, a cry of pain came from the mouth of the little sapling.

The little sapling cut through another branch with "one hand".

"Boss, open your mouth", Mo Li, who was still thinking about the picture, heard the cry of the little sapling and looked at the little sapling in surprise.

Mo Li instinctively opened his mouth when he heard the shout of the little sapling, and a crystal clear water droplet floated in front of Mo Li's eyes, and before Mo Li could react, the water droplet had already flown into Mo Li's mouth.

Sweet, cool, just like eating shaved ice, Mo Li was just about to open his mouth to ask the little sapling what this was, and his body changed at this moment.

The brain, an important organ of the human body.

At this moment, a drop of water in the depths of his brain went on a rampage, and Mo Li, who was in pain, fell to the ground with his head in his hands and rolled on the ground.

"Boss, use your mind to control it, so that the essence can gather in the dantian," the little sapling on the side said anxiously when he saw Mo Li's pained appearance.

Mo Li heard the cry of the little sapling, held back the pain, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Thoughts, thoughts are inseparable from repeating what the little sapling said, I,, mother, where will there be any thoughts.

Just when Mo Li felt that his brain was about to explode, a gray air flow rushed out from Mo Li's dantian, and that air flow rushed straight to his brain along Mo Li's dantian, enveloping the rampaging water droplets, and after being wrapped in gray breath, the water droplets floated calmly in the depths of Mo Li's brain, and Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief.

When Mo Li was relaxed, Mo Li controlled the air flow again, wrapping the water droplets of "riot", after most of the day of "fighting", the water droplets disappeared from the previous "irritability", just when Mo Li thought that he had "surrendered" the water droplets, the water droplets changed, from the first drop to two drops, three drops

Nima, could it be that this thing will also fight in a "group fight" This time your life is not guaranteed, "Yuqing, it seems that you are going to be widowed, Chen Ping, Shuyang, these two bastards, no one will buy you breakfast in the future"

Just when Mo Li was thinking wildly, the hundreds of drops of water rushed out of Mo Li's brain at the same time, and went straight to the meridians of Mo Li's body.

At this time, if someone is nearby, they will hear the crackling sound in Mo Li's body.

"Are you really going to die?"