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Chapter 10 Kiss

Ling Zimo's heart sank into the abyss, so cold that it seemed to burst.

Clutching his heart in a daze, "Tick tock—"

so sad……

Ling Zimo had never cried before, but now, he was crying like a child.

Yan Jiayouqian looked very strange at his little daughter, and said, "It doesn't matter to me who you are, you will always be my apprentice."

"Master... are you serious??"

"For me, Mo Ling is indeed the best boss. It seems that I am lucky, and the value of use has increased." Yan Jia Youqian said with some joy.

He didn't deliberately find the protagonist's old enemy to fight against Tiandao.

In his view, everyone is the same, if someone can soar to the sky, someone must be able to drag him to the bottom, it just depends on whether he does it or not.

In fact, he only needs a container, a container with tension.

It doesn't have to be a villain, it can only be said that it is fate.

The time has not come yet, and before he is fully sure, he doesn't want Tiandao to go berserk and fold one of his hole cards, so he tolerates Tiandao's continued stealing of another "real world" aura.

He said something that Mo Ling didn't understand, and Mo Ling was a little sad and angry: "Master accepted me as a disciple because I have some uses?"

"Huh?" Yan Jiayou looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't think that his question would be this.

After being stunned for a moment, he said: "Isn't that what people do? If they are not useful, they will only be eliminated. This is the law of human survival..."

Seeing Mo Ling's miserable appearance, he suddenly hesitated, a strand of long hair fell from his chest, Yan Jia Youqian slightly tilted his head: "No?"

"..." Ling Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, almost forgot, this person doesn't understand anything...

"Yan Jing, do you really think that this deity's child can be used by you?" Mozun smiled with crooked eyebrows, but clenched his teeth tightly.

Yan Jiayouqian suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly. The two couldn't see his face clearly, but the holy one seemed to be bathed in divine light.

At that moment, the demonic energy dissipated, and several demonic plants in the hall began to grow wildly. The vines were entwined on the beams, and dark flowers bloomed. Lying quietly in the palms of a pair of slender hands...

Yan Jiayouqian lightly placed the fruit in Mo Ling's already sluggish hands, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

"It's so cute, it's red, that's why I pamper you a little..."

But too much is too much.

The words in the mouth carried a particularly obvious connivance, and I don't know which one of them is the blue fruit.

When the white light dissipated and the plants returned to their original state, Mo Ling thought it was just an illusion, but the cold touch in his hand reminded him of the reality of all this.

"Relax and calm down, he won't let him die." Yan Jiayouqian said to Mozun quite forgivingly.

Human beings always say that good and evil are incompatible, but in his view, all people are the same, some people have beautiful souls and bright colors, while others have dark colors and exude malice, that's all.

The growth of the magic plant is to be nourished by the magic energy. Yan Jing is a disciple of the righteous way, why would he grow a ninth-grade magic plant?

Mozun settled down, put away his foolish temper, and frowned solemnly.

"Okay, everything is explained clearly now, Mo Ling, you practice hard, and you can just go to Qin to find me in the future."

Ling Zimo, no, it was Mo Ling who hurried to catch him, but his body turned into a wisp of wind and dissipated in place, leaving only a white jade tablet behind.

Mo Ling lowered his hand slowly, clutching the jade tablet in his palm, Mozun saw the lonely expression in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.

"Father." Mo Ling called out in a low voice.

"Tell me about these years?" The affection and bitterness in Mo Ling's eyes broke Mozun's heart. His child seems to be...

"...Ah, okay." The Mozun was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his smiling expression, even more connivingly, as he said it was that person.

"The time I went to the secret realm of Ganlin, I got the "Zhu Shen Jue", but I was ambushed on the way, and those disciples of the righteous way joined forces to put me to death for the sake of that exercise... Speaking of which, it was Yan Jing who saved me. Me, he trapped those people in the illusion, but he also took away the "Shen Zhu Jue", but I was seriously injured and unable to track him, so I could only watch him leave."

"Later, I found his trace again and followed it all the way. It coincided with the internal strife in Ling Xiaozong. I went to many places but couldn't find him. At that time, I didn't know his identity, and there was no news. I don't know him now. Wherever he went, he thought he had already fallen."

"But I saw him when I was about to leave."

Mozun thought of the scene at that time.

That figure who looked like a banished fairy appeared above the Lingxiao Zongmen, leaning against the legs of a long-haired spirit beast that looked like a tiger or a wolf, but a simple wave of his hand prevented a man from cutting off the plaque of the Lingxiao Zongmen.

His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't take people seriously: "Shi Qu, why did you implicate the innocent after the revenge has been paid?"

"That's enough. Ling Xiaozong is kind to me. If you continue, will I resist?"

He took it for granted that what was obviously shameful, but Shi Qu really listened to his words and stopped.

Although Ling Xiaozong suffered heavy losses and the head of the sect was dead, at least a tragedy of exterminating the sect was avoided, and an old man called Elder Liu took over from it. In addition, Bing Lan was still in retreat, and the sect was able to maintain the sect. facade.

"Later, I became interested in him, and I started to meet him by chance. He knew everything, but he didn't run away or resist. He treated me like an ordinary person, until one day he said: "What about the lovely red, the devil?" Is it like this? "

I didn't understand what he said, but from then on, he no longer rejected me, and even acquiesced to my tailing. "

"There seems to be a strange aura between him and that male cultivator named Shi Qu."

"Shi Qu was ambiguous towards him, and deliberately approached him, but he ignored him, but he didn't know how to break up with him, obviously the man's gaze wanted to tear him apart, but he didn't seem to notice it at all... "

"Shi Qu..." It was this person again...

"It was only later that I found out that Yan Jing became the national teacher of the Qin State, but that spirit beast was actually the protective animal of the Qin State."

"At the beginning, I was always looking for opportunities to regain the cultivation technique and eliminate him, but his cultivation technique was treacherous, and even I had trapped him and pierced the magic blade into his dantian, and he still I didn't get hurt, but every time I hurt him, I would endure a heart-biting pain, and gradually I was able to coexist peacefully with him."

The Mozun spoke intermittently, but actually laughed.

"He is actually a very interesting person. Once I saw him disappear and follow Na Shi Qu, and then watched Shi Qu kill people. When the other party was about to be killed, he quietly obstructed him, making Na Shi Qu Qu missed his aim and gave his opponent a chance to escape, so Shi Qu was exhausted after going back and forth, his dantian was empty, and he didn't kill the person who could have been killed easily."

"At that time, his expression looked down on those being fooled with disdain, like a god, playing with him at will, as if the value of those people's existence was only to entertain him."

Mozun laughed heartily, and finally he gradually said to Mo Ling solemnly: "Mo Ling, Liu Jing is indifferent and arrogant, unlike you, he is not a person who pays attention to the love of his children, you are the young master, I The only child is the proud son of heaven, don't lose your heart for a ruthless person, I hope you can personally cut off these impossible wishful thinking."

"..." Mo Ling was silent for a long time, but when Mozun thought he wouldn't be talking, he opened his mouth.

"No, he just doesn't understand, it's just that no one can open his heart, it's just that no one is working hard for him, and he doesn't care about anything. If no one takes care of him, he will be hurt without knowing it, and no one will remember it. If he does, he will be even more lonely..."

Even if he is really as you said, aloof and untouchable scenery, he will always be by his side until he is no longer needed, and he can no longer find him.

Mozun stared at him deeply, with a serious expression, and finally just sighed, without words of persuasion.

His child really didn't inherit his sophistry and suspicion character at all, but he was very similar to her innocence and devotion.

.........

Several years later, Mo Ling's father's words still left traces in Mo Ling's heart. After struggling for a long time, he finally flew towards Qin with the flying magic weapon.

After half a month of sailing on a windboat, I finally arrived at the White Jade Pagoda in Qin State.

Unintentionally looking at the rare treasures in the tower, just relying on feeling to walk up to the top floor.

The skylight was wide open, and the white-gold sunlight shone down, making the whole room warm, and the light-colored gauze was scattered all over the place with the wind.

The person who missed each other lay quietly on the bed, quietly and peacefully, motionless.

Mo Ling looked at his sleeping face, and remembered that the days when he was with him a hundred years ago were the same as now. He fell asleep in front of him without any shyness, and every time he woke up, he would stare for a while before waking up.

Unable to restrain himself, he stretched out his hand to touch his brows and eyes, and his fingertips felt ice-cold.

A closer look revealed that his face was covered with a thin layer of ice, and Mo Ling's throat seemed to be restrained by a giant hand, and his heart was throbbing with fear over and over again.

Her fingers trembled to check his pulse, but she couldn't calm down.

Mo Ling tightly clenched his palms, telling himself in his heart, no, no...how could it be...

"...Hoo..." Suppressing the endless panic in my heart, I tried my best to calm myself down. As soon as my spiritual power entered the eight extraordinary meridians, a force resisted it, making it impossible to go any further.

fine……

Mo Ling collapsed, his dantian was empty.

Excessive use of spiritual power made his head throb and hurt, and he was so collapsed that he couldn't even stand up.

He fell to his knees beside the bed, but the joy in his heart was not offset by this little pain.

Touching his peaceful eyebrows and eyes with her fingers, she piously pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips, and she left as soon as she touched it.

Whispering softly: "Don't disappear where I can't find it..."

He doesn't want to experience that kind of lost pain, and he doesn't dare to try that kind of sense of desolation for the rest of his life. I don't ask you to respond, but I ask you to let me stay by your side. So, please, Never disappear...

"Ow~!"

A "meow" came from the skylight.

Immediately, a white shadow struck at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Mo Ling was caught off guard, and one paw knocked him away.

"Aww~~~~Aw~"

A big head rubbed against the man's neck and howled wildly. Sensing the danger message behind him, he roared and jumped onto Mo Ling's body, biting Ling Ran's sharp sword.

One person and one tiger wrestle, all staring at each other covetously, swish swish swish, the white move has passed.

"What are you doing?"

"Aww ==!" The white tiger stared at the intruder viciously, then bounced back with the counter force, and jumped on the bed to fawn, wandering beside Yan Jiayouqian.

Mo Ling retracted the sword to his dantian, and said with a gentle smile, "Master."

"En." Yan Jiayou patted the white tiger's neck comfortingly, walked to the window, the ice covering his body gradually disappeared, and he looked normal after a while.

"Just now, Master why was his face covered with thin ice, as if..." He fell down.

"Just sleeping, don't worry about it."

"Master..."

"En." Yan Jiayou looked at Mo Ling lightly, with no emotion in his eyes.

"..." Seeing him like this, Mo Ling couldn't say another word.

"Wow~" Bai Hu licked his fingers and cried.

"I know."

"I still have something to do, you can go on your own."

"Master... is this trip going to the Heavenly Spirit Sect?"

"Well. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the apprentice has been separated from the master for more than a hundred years, and he doesn't want to be separated from the master. Can the master allow the apprentice to go with him?"

Mo Ling held Yan Jiayouqian's fingertips, squeezed them lightly, and looked at him with pleading eyes.

Yan Jiayou nodded lightly, "Let's go."

"Thank you, Master." Mo Ling smiled like a flower.

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