Master of time travel

The old man's face became ugly: "What is the meaning of this senior, do you want to snatch people in broad daylight?"

Mo Yun smiled, but did not answer, but did not let go of his hand.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the old man's eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "Senior, do you know who I am?"

But Mo Yun didn't intend to pay any attention to the old man, and turned around to leave.

Seeing that Mo Yun was about to leave, the old man was anxious. How could the cauldron that he had finally found be taken away by a woman of unknown origin like this!The withered fingers grabbed Mo Yun's arms.

The old man is in the late stage of Jindan, he knows that the woman in front of him must have a higher level of cultivation than himself, but because of the skills he has practiced, he can often beat monks who are higher than himself by surprise.The old man tried his best with this move, as long as he could meet the girl in the woman's arms, the old man believed that he would be able to successfully take back the girl.

But who would have thought that the old man was bounced away by a powerful force before the woman in white was even one meter away. The old man held his chest and backed away again and again, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of disbelief: "The woman in front of me is bigger than myself!" Anyone who has ever met has a high level of cultivation!"

Mo Yun didn't seem to feel the old man's attack at all, and left lightly with the little girl in his arms. The soft voice unique to women came from the air, "If you still want someone, come to Yun Huangzong.", leaving behind A group of people who eat melons are still immersed in the shock of Mo Yun defeating the old man without a single move.

"That woman just now is amazing, I've never seen it before, who is it!"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before!"

"I haven't seen it either."

"She seemed to have mentioned Yun Huangzong just now!"

"Maybe they are disciples of Yunhuangzong. I heard that Yunhuangzong are all heavenly figures!"

"No wonder, I also want to join Yunhuangzong..."

Mo Yun hugged the child who was holding his collar tightly and leisurely returned to Yunhuangzong, carefully put down the child in his arms, Mo Yun turned around to get a clean dress for the girl, but found that the corner of the skirt was covered by a pair of immature and thin hands hold on.The strength is not strong, as long as Mo Yun pulls it out with a little force, but Yun Mo doesn't want to hurt this restless child.

Kneeling down and looking at the girl's black pupils shaking because of anxiety, Mo Yun raised his hand and gently rubbed the girl's hair, and said softly, "I'm not leaving, I'm just going to get you a clean dress.", pointing Pointing to the clothes on the girl, Mo Yun said: "Look at the clothes on your body are all torn, it's not good for a girl to dress like this."

The girl lowered her head and didn't speak, but just looked at Mo Yun's clothes corner which was being pulled, and Mo Yun smiled wryly, "It seems that it is impossible to let this insecure child let go."

Mo Yun covered the girl's hand holding the corner of her clothes. The temperature under her hand was frighteningly low. Mo Yun frowned slightly. How much suffering did this child suffer?

Feeling the warmth suddenly enveloping him, Yun Ling felt that the temperature was going to burn him, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand.Sensing the girl's hand that was about to withdraw, Mo Yun increased his strength, but was careful not to hurt the girl.Yun Ling only felt that she was caught by a gentle force that could not be flinched, and when she raised her head in surprise, she bumped into those eyes full of spring water again. Forget about being held by the hand.

Feeling that the girl didn't resist anymore, Mo Yun heaved a sigh of relief, stood up, and said, "Then let's go together, and you can also choose the clothes you like."

Yun Ling looked at the hand being held, her dark pupils were shaking uneasy, she wanted to pull her hand out of Mo Yun's grasp several times, but in the end she just quietly followed behind Mo Yun.

Yun Ling's memory is full of pain and filth. She has seen the viciousness of people's hearts a long time ago. She originally thought that she would never trust anyone again, but now she finds that she is nostalgic for the warmth and surroundings in her hands. The soft breath around the man did not want to withdraw his hand.

Mo Yun didn't know the inner struggle of the girl behind her, she only knew that she was holding a child who needed comfort and warmth.This child seems to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. In Mo Yun's world, he is still a carefree age that should be held in the palm of his parents' hands and cared for.

Opening the closet, Mo Yun realized a serious problem, that is, she has no clothes for girls!Mo Yun blushed when he thought of how he had said to the girl that she had to choose the clothes by herself just now.Resisting the embarrassment below, Mo Yun turned his back to the girl and tried to keep his tone normal: "Are there any clothes you like inside?"

Yun Ling glanced at the clothes in the closet, then at Mo Yun, whose back was straight, and shook her head.But thinking that Mo Yun, who was facing away from him, couldn't see it at all, so he said again: "No."

Mo Yun turned around and nodded: "Since there's no one, I'll take you to the foot of the mountain to buy." As soon as the words came out, Mo Yun felt that something was wrong, why did he look like the strange sorghum who raised a little loli on TV, no, Auntie?

The girl obviously didn't think as much as Mo Yun thought. She looked up at Mo Yun and shook her head again.

Mo Yun was confused, he didn't have any clothes to wear, and he didn't let him go down the mountain to buy them. Could it be possible for him, who has never even touched a needle thread, to make one now?It is estimated that the one I made is not as good as the one that the girl is wearing now!

Sighing secretly in his heart, Mo Yun remembered that there were at least a thousand disciples under the Yunhuang sect where he was, and he could still find clothes for a girl.Mo Yun didn't hesitate anymore, he took the girl and walked out of the house. The meeting to recruit disciples would take at least three days to complete, and Jian Ming and the others should still be maintaining the order of the meeting.

As for why Mo Yun, as a monk in the late stage of Mahayana, didn't fly over directly, because she was afraid of scaring the little girl around her, and Mo Yun felt that he probably couldn't let the girl wait in the room alone, and even if she could, she didn't feel at ease. .

Just like this, Mo Yun led the girl along the avenue of Yunhuangzong swaggeringly, ignoring the surprised expressions of Yunhuangzong disciples who had seen a ghost along the way, and looked indifferent, as if they were taking a walk.In fact, they are not to blame for their gaffes, because the original owner of Mo Yun's body, apart from being more flamboyant in his clothes, is usually a person who is dedicated to cultivating Taoism and is cold and unapproachable.So much so that in the eyes of all the disciples of the Yunhuang Sect, the suzerain is a god-like existence who can be seen from a distance and cannot be played with, and can only be enshrined in his heart. Now he will be surprised to see Mo Yun holding a dirty and thin child .

After finally finding an unnoticed remote corner beside the conference, Mo Yun passed the sound transmission secretly, and when he heard the sound transmission of Mo Yun's sword inscription, he flew to Mo Yun in a few steps.

"I want you to help me find some clothes for girls of fourteen or fifteen."

It was only then that Jian Ming found the girl standing quietly next to Mo Yun, who seemed to not exist, and wondered in his heart, "Isn't the suzerain always dislikes contact with people, why did he pick up a child and come back? It's still such a dirty child."

But doubts are doubts. They are never qualified to guess and interfere with the suzerain's affairs. Jian Ming still respectfully replied: "Jian Ming will go now." After speaking, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Mo Yun is obviously very satisfied with Jian Ming's attitude. People like Jian Ming know what to ask and what not to ask, as long as they do their own thing well.If it is in modern times, this kind of person will definitely be deeply favored by the boss, no, it is true in any dynasty, and such people have always lived longer.

Jian Ming's figure had disappeared, and Mo Yun turned around and walked back with the girl. She didn't want to be the focus, and it was already very hard to cover up her identity as suzerain. If it was revealed that she was not the original That Yunhui, wouldn't she cry to death? It is said that it is a very serious crime to seize one's home in the world of cultivating immortals.

Jian Ming's work speed has always been very fast. Not long after Mo Yun returned to the house, Jian Ming came with a few sets of clothes. Looking at the clothes on the bed with different colors and similar styles, Mo Yun said to the girl: "Choose whichever one you like."

Glancing at Mo Yun, the girl picked up a plain white dress and began to change. Jian Ming tactfully stood outside the door early in the morning, and also thoughtfully helped Mo Yun and the girl close the door.

Although they are all women, the girls are still in their teens. Even though the girls have not developed much due to long-term malnutrition, they still have what they should have.Besides, children of this age have their own privacy, and they must not like people watching them when they change clothes. Mo Yun thinks so, so she is also going to go out the door.Unexpectedly, just as she took a step, she was held back by someone. When she turned her head, the half-dressed girl was looking at her in panic. Mo Yun sighed. She felt that she had been sighing since she picked up the girl.

"I won't go." As he spoke, he glanced at the girl's hand holding his dress, and Mo Yun laughed, "You can't change properly like this."

The girl blushed, turned around, and began to take off her clothes rustlingly.

Mo Yun's face became more and more serious, and his brows became tighter and tighter. The scars that were only seen from the hole were not clear.Now that the clothes are removed and a closer look is made, the girl's body is covered with bruises and bruises, and even tender red flesh has grown in some places. One can imagine the pain that penetrated into the flesh at that time. She doesn't know why these people can treat a child who is only a teenager. so cruel!

Unconsciously caressing the scars on the girl's body, Mo Yun seemed to be able to feel the girl's despair and helplessness from these scars.

The girl's body trembled because of Mo Yun's fingers, and Mo Yun came to his senses. He hugged the girl's skinny body from behind, and whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you here. .”

This kind of embrace is too warm, and the peace of mind surrounding her makes Yun Ling's eyes uncontrollably astringent.Biting her lips tightly, she has never cried since she can remember, because she knows that even crying is useless and will only make herself more embarrassed.But under this long-awaited warmth, she is just a child, a child who has never felt warmth.

Most of the time, stubbornness and indifference are just because you haven't met a hug that makes you feel at ease.

Feeling the liquid dripping on his hand and the girl's unconscious twitching, Mo Yun could only hug the body in his arms even tighter, and said: "For a child of your age, crying is also a privilege, no one can laugh at you .”

What came into my ears was a suppressed sobbing sound, not crying loudly, but suppressing myself with all my strength.Even with bruises all over his body, he still has to stick to his pride and stubbornness. How can such a child make Mo Yun not feel bad.It was as if after being bullied, he hid in the corner of the orphanage and pressed his lips tightly to prevent the child from falling tears.

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