The correct way to slap the face quickly

"I heard that the Quexian Alliance is recruiting disciples?"

"Yes, many people try their luck, maybe they will be chosen."

"I heard that cultivating immortals depends on spiritual roots. This can also be a matter of luck."

"What if the spiritual root is good? Who knows without testing it."

Mo Ran was shaking a wine glass in his hand, drinking wine intermittently. Jiang Ye, who was beside him, held his chin in his hands and watched her drink while gently rubbing his fingers on the table.

Mo Ran didn't even look at Jiang Ye. He wanted to attract her attention all the time along the way, and he acted unscrupulously with an ordinary face.

Seeing that Mo Ran was concentrating on drinking and not paying attention to himself, Jiang Ye showed what he thought was the most beautiful smile, but Mo Ran blocked his face with his hand.

"Don't make such expressions with this face, it's ugly."

The smile on Jiang Ye's face froze. He forgot what he looked like now. After he realized what he was doing, he touched his face irritably.

"You will be able to return to your monster appearance when you get to the Quexian League. Don't worry." Mo Ran took another sip of wine and said calmly.

Jiang Ye thought Mo Ran was coaxing him, and his mood became very beautiful. He said happily: "Okay, I will listen to you."

Mo Ran said softly: "Did you hear that just now? I thought of a more interesting thing, which is more interesting than directly exposing that woman."

"What is it?" Jiang Ye said very cooperatively, looking at Mo Ran who was so happy.

Mo Ran's eyes darkened: "Since the Quexian Alliance is recruiting disciples, let's follow the trend. It just so happens that I haven't experienced this kind of righteous cultivation for a long time."

Jiang Ye knew what Mo Ran had gone through. He knew that Mo Ran remembered the unpleasantness in the past. He silently grabbed Mo Ran's hand and gave her silent support.

"I'm fine." Mo Ran looked at the hand holding her, took out his hand, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all.

"Let's go." Mo Ran stood up and walked out of the tavern first.

Jiang Ye looked at the hand that Mo Ran avoided, took a deep breath and followed slowly.

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The news that the Quexian Alliance was recruiting disciples had spread throughout the entire Cang Ling Continent, so there were even more people coming to participate this time.

Mo Ran sat on the tree with his arms folded, looking at the sea of ​​people in front of him, and raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Ye Fan's advertising effect was good. People in this world really still admire the strong.

Jiang Ye sat next to her with a stern face, annoyed by the peeks from the people next to him from time to time.

"Mo Ran, how long do we have to wait?" Jiang Ye tugged on Mo Ran's sleeve and asked irritably.

Mo Ran glanced at him, then at the girl next to him who had been peeking at him, and sneered in his heart, asking you to change back to your original appearance, now you know you are in trouble.

Jiang Ye's face is getting colder and colder. If these people dared to look at him like this in the ghost world, he would have torn them into pieces long ago. But now he can only suppress his temper because Mo Ran said not to cause trouble.

Mo Ran knew that it was hard for him to endure it. If she didn't say anything, she would probably run away. She said comfortingly: "It should be soon, just hold on a little longer."

When Mo Ran comforted him, all of Jiang Ye's annoyance disappeared. He grabbed Mo Ran's hand and said with a smile, "Yeah."

Mo Ran frowned and looked at Jiang Ye's hand, saw the caution in his eyes, and did not avoid it.

The little girls next to him saw Jiang Ye's smile and immediately covered their mouths to prevent their overly excited emotions from showing. They were so handsome.

"Please be quiet, everyone." A monk in white clothes floated above everyone's heads on a flying sword, Langxess said.

The lively crowd fell silent instantly, and everyone knew that the assessment was coming.

"Thank you all for your cooperation. Please follow me next." The monk in white got off his flying sword, walked in front of everyone, and led everyone to the foot of the back mountain of the Quexian League.

"This is the path for training the mind of the Quexian Alliance. If you are not mentally determined, you will not be able to pass this path. Please enter in a moment. After passing this path, you can enter the next level." The monk in white said with a smile. Everyone explains.

"This immortal is so gentle, and I don't know about the possibility of marriage." A woman whispered to another woman.

"What are you thinking about!" The woman bumped into her.

Everyone has their own obsessions and desires. There is a special kind of fog on this road. As long as you come into contact with it, it will amplify these things infinitely, occupy your mind, and make you sink into it.In fact, to put it more clearly, this is a special kind of illusion.

The people who participated in the assessment entered the fog one by one. Of course, Mo Ran and Jiang Ye were no exception and followed them in.

"Mo Ran, stay behind me, in case there is danger..." Jiang Ye walked in first, and there was no sound after entering.

Mo Ran smiled helplessly, did he treat her as an ordinary woman?Did he forget that he was still her defeated enemy?

Shaking her head, Mo Ran also stepped into the fog. She had no defense. She also wanted to see what the obsession in her heart was.

"A Ran! Come here!" A gentle female voice came from a distance, and Mo Ran strolled over.

"A Ran, do you think this is fun?" A woman held a small toy and looked at her tenderly. In her eyes, she was her most cherished treasure.

"This is this?" Mo Ran looked down at her body. Her body shrank and turned into a child of about four or five years old. Then she looked at the scenery next to her. Is it modern?

Seeing that Mo Ran was silent, the woman came over, touched Mo Ran's head, and said with a smile: "A Ran, don't be angry. Mom, please pay attention to the time when you come back next time, okay?"

"Mom?" Mo Ran was confused. She didn't remember. By the way, 8457 said that she couldn't remember many things because of the explosion. So is this person her mother in real life?

When the woman heard what Mo Ran said, her eyes turned into crescent moons with smiles: "I knew that our A Ran was the best, so we would not be angry with our mother. Let's go, let's go to dinner, my mother did your best." My favorite braised pork.”

The woman took Mo Ran's little hand, walked to the dining table, sat down and prepared to eat.

Mo Ran looked at the table of rice, which was not rich and only had a few pieces of braised pork. It seemed that their life was very tight.

The woman put the braised pork for Mo Ran in her bowl and urged: "Aran, eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Mo Ran took a bite with a small spoon. The taste was not very good, but she unexpectedly liked it. "It's delicious," she heard herself say.

The woman smiled again and rolled her eyes: "If it tastes good, eat more."

While the two were having a cozy dinner, there was a loud bang at the door outside. The woman's eating hand froze. She forced a smile to Mo Ran and said, "Aran, eat slowly, mommy goes to see daddy."

Mo Ran watched the woman stand up hurriedly and walked out. She stood up her little body and followed her out.

"I'm home."

The man lying on the sofa smelled of alcohol. When he saw the woman, he shouted: "Why don't you get over here, why are you standing so far away!"

The woman walked over tremblingly holding a glass of warm water. It was obvious that she was afraid of him.

"Come here!" The man was lying on the sofa. "Give me a massage. I'm exhausted."

The woman meekly held the man's legs, but was suddenly kicked out by the man: "Ah!"

"Why are you so vigorous? You want to kill me!" The man stood up and began to punch and kick the woman.

Mo Ran stood at the door, looking at the scene in front of her. She always felt that this scene happened often. Her heart was full of rage, and her eyes flashed red. She picked up the fruit knife on the table and walked over slowly.

The man didn't notice her. She quickly stabbed the man's leg with a knife. When the man bent over in pain, she turned around and stabbed the man in the heart. The man's blood spurted out on her face. Mo Ran touched it with a sneer. With the blood on her face, she looked like a Shura ghost crawling out of hell.

Mo Ran slowly opened her eyes. The red light in her eyes had not receded. Could this be her real life?

She looked to the side and saw Jiang Ye's gentle smile not far from her, obviously still in the illusion.The gentle smile on Jiang Ye's face clearly told Mo Ran that she would definitely be in this person's dream.She walked over, raised her hand and used her soul power to point at the center of Jiang Ye's eyebrows.

Jiang Ye's gentle expression froze, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Mo Ran in front of him, he thought he was still in an illusion. He wanted to reach out and hug her, but she turned around and easily dodged him.

As soon as the night froze, he knew that he had woken up from the dream, and why did Mo Ran behave like in the dream... everything was just his fantasy.

Mo Ran didn't look at Jiang Ye's expression. She couldn't look at it. If she felt a little soft-hearted at this time, everything she had done before would be in vain. Jiang Ye was an infatuated person and he deserved someone better.