The convoy was still moving slowly but orderly on the plains, the wheels constantly turning and the dust was flying, and it was very spectacular from a distance. More than a dozen carriages were luxuriously decorated, but they were elegant and noble, and the sturdy horses pulling the carriages were all fine breeds, and these horses were all purebred snow horses that were spotless, and their flawless white fur shone in the sunlight, and their manes flew in a flamboyant arc.

It can be seen that the honorable owner of the convoy has a spiritual cleanliness in a sense, otherwise who would have swaggered through the market with such a neat and uniform team. The arrogance of the convoy was not at all taboo that this spectacle would invite trouble, because any bandit with a little common sense would take a detour to avoid it.

Regardless of the fact that there are already unwritten rules on black and white, as long as there is a unified team of white horses, it will not be easily offended. Because this unified and conspicuous white horse not only shows dignity, but also a warning of danger, do not approach the living!

Whether it is a groom or a handyman, all of them are equipped with sophisticated weapons, and even their expressions are full of rigor and sensitivity after rigorous training, and their sturdy bodies are all experts, and they are full of strong evil spirits.

Although the entire convoy is luxurious and extravagant, it exudes a cold and domineering spirit that is thousands of miles away.

In the middle of the convoy, a carriage is particularly different, the body is decorated with black nan wood, carved beams and paintings, ingenious workmanship. The purple brocade tent is decorated with auspicious golden patterns of dragons and phoenixes, and the dark gold tassels sway and shine with the wind. This carriage is not only richly decorated, but the important thing is that it is huge, like a moving mansion, and there are as many as twenty-six white horses pulling the carriage alone, which is very domineering.

A man dressed in black rode a black horse to his right, the only one of the many white horses. It can be seen that the man's status is very high, and his appearance is also very handsome, with thick eyebrows implying domineering, eyes like foraging falcons, nose like a knife, face like a carved god, skin is a healthy bronze, long black ink hair is meticulously tied on the top of the head, and the hair crown made of black black jade is firmly fixed, and two ribbons with excellent texture hang down on both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing knot is tied at the resolute jaw.

There is no man in the world who loves black so much, from top to bottom clothes and shoes are black, even the mount has to be a pure black horse, but there is no man in the world who can play black to such a god-like realm, he not only wears a black charm, even the black face that has not changed for thousands of years, but also makes people marvel at his peerless face in fear.

At this moment, he was directing the convoy towards its destination with his wordless deterrence. Although there are no words, they are better than countless in the world. An attendant hurried from the rear on a white horse.

Seeing the man in black with a deep face, the entourage immediately slowed down, carefully letting his horse beside the man's black colt, but never dared to cross the line.

"Mo Ye" and his entourage reported in a respectful and low voice, "That one started crying again......"

As soon as Mo Xuan heard the words of his entourage, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face that had not changed for thousands of years, and his entourage was so shocked that he was covered in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Rubbish!" Mo Xuan gently squeezed out two words from his mouth.

"The little one knows it's wrong! The little one won't bother Mo Ye anymore!" This entourage is a good man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he actually feels that there is a thunderbolt above his head at this moment, and his eyes are full of stars.

He was about to flee for his life when a magnetic male voice overflowed from the carriage, and the voice was like a heavenly sound, swirling like old wine.

"Bring it here!" Although it was a simple four words, the entourage was like an amnesty, and without waiting for Mo Xuan to give the order, he ran away without a trace.

"Why bother?" Mo Xuan's face was still expressionless, he hated that the expressions were too rich, and the joy, anger, sorrow and joy on a person's face were too obvious, then this person must not be able to hide any secrets.

"The purpose of the convoy is to hide people's eyes and ears, but this secret shouting is not called a cover-up" The voice in the carriage is still pleasant, but it hides endless majesty.

Mo Xuan was silent.

The culprit was quickly brought in, and Mo Xuan frowned and lifted her into the car tent. It was a petite baby, and now she was crying hoarsely, and the whole car tent was boiling.

The interior of this carriage is indeed as luxurious as the appearance, the inner wall is decorated with the scenery of the golden thread show, and the details are decorated with jewels, such as the pine and cypress on the left, and each leaf is shown by the fine jadeite, which is more realistic and three-dimensional. The floor is covered with a carpet made of ice silk, which keeps you warm when it's cold and cool when it's hot. Behind the car stands the famous sandalwood mahogany Bogu shelf, the brocade silk scroll is neatly placed on it, and a red sandalwood dwarf table is placed in the center of the carpet.

"Childe!" Mo Xuan handed the baby's hands to Dugu Qiyue, and his two thick eyebrows were slightly raised, it could be seen that he was extremely disgusted with the child's troubles, but it was inconvenient for the master's face.

Dugu Qiyue took the child, the child immediately stopped hysteria, and the little face immediately smiled like a flower, and the two crescent moons seemed to be smiling and staring at Dugu Qiyue.

"I've been a nymphomaniac since I was a child!" Mo Xuan said dismissively.

Dugu Qiyue handed the glass cup to Mo Xuan, and her white and slender fingers touched the child's cheeks, which were as smooth as touching silk. The kid had an itch on his face, giggling.

Mo Xuan drank a cup of stuffiness, saw that the child was laughing, and poured himself another drink. The thick eyebrows are raised even higher.

"You are such a quirk, how will you marry a wife and have children in the future?" Dugu Qiyue smiled lightly and teased the baby in his hand.

"Then I'd rather die under someone else's sword!" Mo Xuan glanced at the child contemptuously and took another drink. "Childe is obsessed with this child!" Mo Xuan's dark eyes were like a deep pool, and he couldn't see the bottom.

"That's nature, although this red flame fire lotus is in human form, it is a good medicine, so different, I treat her differently. "Dugu Choyue trusts Mo Xuan very much, the child is the Red Flame Fire Lotus, and he has never hidden it from him.

"I just know that she is a medicine man that Gongzi has worked so hard to find, otherwise according to my temperament, I would have abandoned her to the wilderness a long time ago!"

The child seemed to understand his threat, and tears were about to overflow from his eyes. Dugu Qiyue patted the child distressedly, and retorted, "Don't be wild, be careful of the antidote that scares me." ”

"Childe spoils her so much, I'm afraid she will be reluctant to do it in the future. ”

"How come?" Dugu Qiyue touched the child's tender cheeks again, and a slight cold light flashed under his eyes, which shocked Mo Xuan, a tough guy, with a cold heart, "She is always just an antidote." Dugu Chopping Moon said coldly.

Dugu Choyue always had a charming smile on his face, but even Mo Xuan never guessed him for a moment, he hid it too deeply, so deep that even he himself was deceived by the superficial gentleness.

"Let's talk about it when I raise her!" Mo Xuan didn't have a good breath, and drank the sake in the glass cup in his hand again and again. When he picked up the jade pot of Jiaolong Huanyue again, Dugu Qiyue suddenly stretched out his left index finger and middle finger to clamp the caliber of the jade pot. It seemed that he was casual, but the strength in the secret made Mo Xuan not move the pot at all.

Mo Xuan looked at Dugu Qiyue's handsome smiling face with slight annoyance, only to see his teeth lightly opened, and his eyes were like a spring moon and said, "Don't take the opportunity to drink up my wine." ”

"Ah" Mo Xuan had never seen him so stingy, and he was stunned for a long time, so he had to stare at him and said, "That's it, I'll go drink my wine!" After that, he put down the wine jug heavily, pretended to be angry, patted his butt and left.

In fact, how could Mo Xuan be really angry, he knew him too well, and knew that he was going to study the Red Flame Fire Lotus alone under the pretext of sending him away.

Dugu Qiyue was very satisfied with Mo Xuan's cooperation, and as soon as he saw Mo Xuan leave, he put down the child and stopped holding it. He leaned lazily on the low side like a cat, and thought about the child's every move with his eyes.

To tell the truth, the child is three months old, and he can eat extremely much every day, but he does not see any physical development, which is the same size as when he first met her. If he could feed her for a year and a half, if he had been like this for three or five years, how could he endure this long wait?

Could it be that he had to choose to do it to a child who was not yet an adult?

Mo Xuan guessed correctly, no matter how ruthless he was, he couldn't poison a baby.

Dugu Qiyue fell into deep thought, but the child didn't know it, and showed the most innocent smile to him in swaddling clothes.

He couldn't help but feel that he was despicable and shameless.

Dugu Qiyue picked up the glass cup used by Mo Xuan, and drank the residual wine inside, he never shied away from his friends. People who are informal often save each other's lives between life and death, just like Mo Xuan actually drank the wine in his cup from the beginning.

The little baby girl saw Dugu Qiyue ignoring her, just lazily leaning on the short side to pour herself a drink, her little mouth pouted high, babbling in protest.

Dugu slashed the moon and landed in the interest. He held up the glass cup and shook it gently in front of the child's eyes, but the child stretched out his little hand to grab the cup.

Dugu Choyue laughed, and the tent was suddenly full of spring, "The villain also knows that this cup is good wine!"

This wine is called three drops of drunkenness, it is the most precious valley between heaven and earth, the most expensive medicine, accompanied by the purest dew, ten years of material selection, ten years of fermentation, ten years of clarification, a total of 30 years to get this pot, precious.

Ordinary people will be drunk and asleep for three days when they smell it, and they will sleep for three months when they taste three drops.

The life span of the Nine-Tailed Dragon Clan is long enough, otherwise who can easily afford to wait for these thirty years. It's a pity that this is not what it used to be, his dragon tendons have been pumped, and now he is no different from mortals, but I am afraid that his lifespan will only stay at this thousand two hundred and twenty years forever, how can there be more than thirty years to wait?

If he wants to use ** mortal fetus to stay with her for a long time, he will have to give up more longevity, but he has always felt that it is all worth it.

I'm afraid this is what people often say, don't ask for life to last forever, just ask for love to have it!

Mo Xuan is really a drunken maniac, and three drops of drunkenness don't play any role at all, but he is not what he used to be, and his gradually degraded body makes him start to get drunk......

Can he wait for her to grow up......?

He stared at her intently, the smell of wine made his eyes slightly sour, and when he saw her smile brightly, he dipped his fingers in the glass cup and dipped the starry wine into her mouth......

Will she live long enough to get drunk again......

His fingers were tightly wrapped around her tender little mouth, and the toothless gums bit their fingers, and the soft and slippery little tongue tossed and sucked his fingertips......

The tip of his heart was also licked, and it was very itchy......

He was really a little drunk, and he seemed to see the child's eager eyes, and he dipped some wine into her mouth......

She sucked harder......

The fog in front of his eyes was thick and dark, covering his eyes...... He seemed to see the child's face burned into two sunsets, the red and brilliant were extraordinary, it was simply the fire lotus that burned everything that night......

His body was anesthetized with alcohol, and he collapsed on the carpet of ice silk, and only this treasure brought him the slightest coolness, and his eyes were completely closed......

I didn't think that the child broke free from the swaddling clothes like a flame and rolled to his side, he wanted to push away, but the strength of the wine was like a flood, and he was really powerless......

But suddenly, the fiery child bit his neck......

He remembered that she didn't have teeth, but now she was really biting his neck, and the fiery pain burned his heart!

She's sucking desperately now, but it's his blood......

The intense pain tormented him, Dugu Choyue felt that she was sucking his blood, like a locust, he reached out to pull her, only to feel that she suddenly became as smooth as a snake, and he couldn't catch her anymore.

Wasn't he supposed to be calculating her?

It's really a fire, he wants to resist, but he can't resist three drops of drunken magic, he is extremely weak, he wants to call for help, but his throat is so dry that he can't make a little **, he is already like a knife and fish, let others slaughter.

The room was suddenly filled with a strange fragrance, awakening his memory of that night, thinking that the red flame fire lotus bloomed that night, it was this strong fragrance, and at this moment this fragrance also seemed to have a strong hypnotic effect, sucking away the last trace of his reason like a snake.

He really couldn't do it anymore, he just felt that the blood was constantly being sucked, his struggle was useless, his strength was gradually exhausted, and his eyes finally closed helplessly......

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