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The Moon Palace Fairy was weak and weak, and she couldn't move at this time. She was extremely reluctant to bear on Xiao Mo's back, her breathing became short, and there was a faint flush on her pale face, and she was as shy as a girl.

This was the first time she had come into contact with a man in her life, so she let Xiao Mo carry her into the house and lay down on the couch. Her gaze deliberately avoided Xiao Mo, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her eyes overflowed with a look of consternation, secretly thinking that Xiao Mo would have ill intentions towards her, so she threatened: "Where is this, what are you bringing this palace here for?" Huangkou Xiaoer is bold, if you dare to be rude to this palace, be careful of your head!"

Her body is bumpy and convex, exuding the charm unique to mature women, and her slender waist is not full of grips, as if silk is as soft as boneless. Although she is more than ten years old and five years old, she is frozen and ageless, and she can't see a trace of time.

Fangxin's body was in front of Xiao Mo's eyes, her long skirt was torn, ** exposed, it looked round and jade, as crystal as ice and snow. An inexplicable desire disturbed his thoughts, Xiao Mo actually had an urge to touch it, and suddenly shook his head hard, deliberately looked elsewhere, and said in his heart: "Although Lao Tzu is not a good person, when did he become so dirty?

He criticized himself fiercely in his heart, bowed down and picked up a stack of thatch from under the bed, covered the fairy's legs, and said with a smile: "When the fairy of the Moon Palace was famous in the rivers and lakes, Lao Tzu may still be playing with mud, so calculated, the fairy may be able to be my little mother! Lao Tzu is in his youth, and he is better than Pan An, and he will never be interested in the twilight flower of the fairy, and the aunt is really worried!"

Although Chang Su'e didn't want Xiao Mo to do anything to her, but when she heard that this person was not interested in herself, and ridiculed her many times in her words, the fairy was inevitably sour in her heart, and said angrily: "Who are you, your words are so vulgar, what are your intentions in bringing this palace here?"

"It's really a noble person who forgets things, the aunt grabbed Lao Tzu's shoulder in the Liuli Pavilion, and now the puffiness is still not gone, why is it that this night is free, don't you recognize Lao Tzu?" Xiao Mo smiled evilly and looked at Chang Su'e's fluttering eyelashes, seeing that she was as reserved as a girl, eager to welcome and shy, her delicate face was covered under the veil, looking mysterious and undesecrated.

Chang Su'e opened her eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Mo for a long time, and suddenly her pupils trembled, as if she was sparkling with tears, and all kinds of past events suddenly slipped down like a nine-day hanging waterfall, swirling back and forth in the fairy's mind, rippling in circles.

She remembered everything that happened last night, and clearly remembered Xiao Mo's hot and familiar gaze. Chang Su'e still couldn't get up, she frowned proudly, and exclaimed: "This palace remembers you, you ...... You are the young man holding the Xuantie heavy sword in front of the Linhua Palace, and you are the descendant of the Rakshasas!"

Xiao Mo bowed his head, with a playful luster on his face, and said with a smile: "It seems that Auntie's memory is not bad, Lao Tzu didn't toss in vain." The fairy is a martial arts myth, the Taishan Beidou of the rivers and lakes, since he knows the gratitude, Lao Tzu saved your life last night, how should the fairy thank Lao Tzu?"

Chang Su'e is calm and calm, a pair of beautiful eyes are unforgettable, it is gentle like water, majestic like ice, one rigid and one soft to show the demeanor of the king, "Jinshan Yinshan Palace has never been in the eyes, what do you want, just open your mouth, there is nothing in the world that I Chang Su'e can't get!" She raised her eyebrows slightly, looking unattainable, and said: "Why do you still call me aunt, you are the son of Rakshasa, that is my nephew, whatever aunt you need will be satisfied with you, but you must first tell this palace, what kind of place is this?"

Xiao Mo saw that she agreed happily, obviously not suspicious, and couldn't help but secretly say: "Lao Tzu lied about being the son of Rakshasa and barely saved his life, but a lie is a lie after all, can it only be concealed for a while? Chang Su'e and Rakshasa are inextricably linked, and a discerning person can know it at a glance, but the two must know each other well, even including behavior and habits. If Lao Tzu told the truth, wouldn't it be easy to show his feet?" Xiao Mo looked back at the empty house behind him, and then said, "Here...... The house of Lao Tzu's friend here is a little broken, and he can still shelter from the wind and rain temporarily. When the Jin army has withdrawn and the city is peaceful, we will go out again. ”

Xiao Mo has lied countless times in his life, which has become a norm, and this time he told a big lie again without exception. That's right, this dilapidated house is Xiao Mo's haven in Yunzhou, and it is the only home left by the old man.

"Old man" is Xiao Mo's exclusive title for his father, although the two are still called father and son in name, but he and Xiao Mo have no intersection.

Xiao Mo was restless and guarded himself, walking the streets and alleys all day long, covering the sky and the ground, like a beggar. He likes to live in Xiang Yu Temple and talk and funny with the crazy blind man, just because his mother died early, and the family is full of painful memories, he can't bear to think about it and don't want to mention it, but he blindly chooses to escape, which makes his relationship with the old man gradually drift apart.

Xiao Mo doesn't remember what the old man looked like when he was young, and he doesn't know why his mother died, every time he asks about it, the old man will always be distracted, become extremely crazy, and even to the point of self-harm. Since the death of his mother, the old man has been in a state of flux, and his temperament has changed greatly, he has become irritable, sometimes insane, sometimes delirious. He had unkempt hair, did not wash or shave, and was an alcoholic and gambling addict. not only scattered all the family wealth, but also made himself no one and no ghost, and then the world evaporated, leaving only Xiao Mo and this dilapidated earthen house like a thatched house.

The soldiers outside the city are in chaos, the old man doesn't know any martial arts, he thinks that he has already died in Huangquan, and there is less luck, Xiao Mo thinks he is dead, the so-called country will not be a country, but how can it be home?

Chang Su'e had a lot of disdain in her eyes, looking at Xiao Mo's trance-like expression, she secretly thought that she was greedy for life and afraid of death, but where did she know what he was thinking, so she smiled and said: "When does this palace need to hide its head and tail, the snake venom can only trap me for a while, and when the injury of this palace heals, I will leave, and now that Leping is dead, this palace will also go back to the sect leader to return to his life." ”

Xiao Mo said in his heart: "If the fairy of the Moon Palace knew that the Youluan she killed was not Princess Leping, but a scapegoat that Lao Tzu found casually, I don't know how the fairy would feel?"

He couldn't hold back a smile, and suddenly saw the ink on the fairy's waist, faintly revealing a burst of cold, Xiao Mo unconsciously lifted his spirits, took out a piece of jade pendant from the fairy's skirt, placed it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully.

The jade pendant is transparent, no defects and no cracks, and the same width as the palm, the carving is fine, there are nine dragons lying on it, the book "Moon Palace Fairy" four words, at a glance I don't feel a cold sweat, this piece of jade pendant is more familiar with it, it must be where I have seen it!