The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

Mo Wu woke up, put his hands behind his head, looked at the branches outside the window to divide the bright moon into several pieces, and just stared blankly.

He believed what Fengyue said, after all, there was no reason to lie to him, not to mention that he could see clearly in his dream what the fairy looks like when he lifts the sword on the battlefield.

But he couldn't understand it—without a god of war in the fairy world, is it really so desolate that he needs a civil servant to carry a sword to the battlefield?What are you drawing?Could it be because of the God of War Changbai?

According to what Bai Ze and Bu Er said, Cheng and the same person had a lot of enemies, even if they weren't old enemies, it would be because the king didn't see the king, so how could he die because of that person?

"Cousin, cousin..." Mo Wu looked at the moonlight outside the window and whispered, "How many secrets do you have..."

The breeze blows outside the window, and the branches tremble slightly.Mo Wufa was stunned, then thought about Miss Huiqin and Qin Xiaoliu, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Opening his eyes again, Mo Wu looked at the bed with a burnt bald corner with a complicated expression: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said to Fengyue who was sitting by the bed: "I'll return you to that little sweet potato spirit tomorrow!"

Feng Yu raised his head to look at him, with a strange look on his face, and replied, "Yes."

"What's the matter? Wasn't it pretty easy to talk just now, why is there no movement now." Mo Wu yawned, went to bed in two steps, closed his eyes once, and said, "Stay away from me, if I Cousin should be angry if he knows I'm sleeping in someone else's bed."

Fengyue wasn't angry either, she was a little curious: "Will he be angry with you?"

"He..." Mo Wu stopped, and then said after a pause, "I hope he will be angry with me."

Fengyue said with a smile: "Why do you still want others to be angry with you?"

"He doesn't get angry with me. It's not that he has a good temper, but he just doesn't care." Mo Wu closed his eyes, and his voice was very calm, "You are a ghost rolling in the wind and moon field, can you think of this? You have to ask me to pierce my heart." , are you looking for a fight?"

"Well," Fengyue nodded, and said slowly: "This is indeed the truth. But if he really has a good temper with you, even if he cares, he won't be angry with you?"

"Then I also want to see him angry." Mo Wu seemed to be really sleepy, and his voice was a little muffled: "How can he be so easy to be an official, I know he is very good, but I don't think he treats anyone every day. He looks like a bodhisattva with a temper, as if the whole world is secretly waiting to bully him. I haven't seen him lose his temper since I know him so well, which makes me always have no idea."

Fengyue smiled again: "You worry a lot."

"That's the person I put on top of my heart, so I have to protect him carefully." Mo Wu said in a muffled voice, "Now that I'm by his side, whether he needs it or not, I can protect him anyway. Wait until he goes back." What about after that? There's no one around him to deal with, just thinking about it makes me panic."

"After going back, what happened in the past is still what happened. It's not the first day he became a god." Fengyue said naturally, "You don't need to worry."

Mo Wu suddenly turned over and sat up, staring straight at Fengyue.

"What's wrong?" Fengyue was puzzled by him, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Mo Wu stared at him for a long while, then suddenly rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "I just thought you were very powerful, and I didn't say who my sweetheart was, but you actually knew that he was a fairy."

"I..." Fengyue paused, "Just now I looked in the mirror when you were not around, I know the Prime Minister of the Immortal Realm."

"That's it..." Mo Wu trailed off and nodded, "Alright, it's convenient to talk like this."

"what do you want to say?"

"Tell me," Mo Wu looked into Fengyue's eyes, "What is the relationship between Changbai, the god of war, and the prime minister?"

"The God of War and the Prime Minister?" Fengyue said: "I can say anything. At best, they have one article and one martial arts, and they have two walls in the fairy world. At worst, they say they have deep hatred and hatred, and the king does not see the king. After so many years, I'm afraid they can't tell what the relationship is."

Mo Wu nodded, "Anyway, one of them is already dead, so it doesn't matter if you can't tell."

Fengyue didn't speak, and said after a while: "Yes."

Mo Wu started staring at him again.

Fengyue was inexplicable, and said: "What's the matter?"

"Do you ghosts pretend to be your sweetheart as the dreamer's time in the dream prolongs?" Mo Wu raised his eyebrows, "What you said in these two sentences, if I come in for the first time, I'm afraid I really want to think you are him."

Fengyue looked as usual: "You guessed it."

"It's quite powerful." Mo Wu Yile said, "Let's discuss it, you say...does the Prime Minister have that Changbai in his heart?"

Fengyue raised her eyes, "Why do you ask that?"

"You didn't say that the prime minister went crazy and went to the battlefield to kill people after the God of War died? No matter how you look at it, these two people shouldn't be enemies." Mo Wu said "Oh", "It's not normal, no matter how you look at it, it's not normal."

"Maybe." Fengyue smiled, "Why do you look so angry?"

"Do I have it?" Mo Wu paused, and then said seriously: "Then tell me, if the Prime Minister of the Immortal Realm really has that God of War in his heart, and if that God of War dies again, will he become the same for the Prime Minister?" It's very special and hard to forget, so it will be difficult for the Prime Minister to accept other people?"

Fengyue: "Should be?"

Mo Wu gritted his teeth suddenly, glared at him, then lay down again, with his back to him, looking very angry.

Fengyue was so stared at by him that she only found it funny, she didn't speak any more, she just leaned on the bedpost and watched him sleep.After a while, Mo Wu's breathing gradually calmed down, his chest rose and fell evenly, and he seemed to be asleep. Fengyue looked at his sleeping face and said softly: "You ask so many questions, but I want to ask you one too."

Mo Wu slept soundly, so naturally he didn't answer him.

Fengyue's voice was soft and slow: "If a person once did something that hurt another person, and he did it too much, and the other person forgot, then should he accept that person who can't remember anything?" What about good intentions?"

Mo Wu turned over in his sleep, the bed was not big, so Mo Wu rolled directly onto Fengyue's lap, and even put his arms around Fengyue's waist.

Fengyue's body froze, she looked down slowly, but saw that Mo Wu's mouth was curled up in his sleep, and he didn't know what kind of dream he had.

"Everything that exists is false." Fengyue smiled slightly, "This dream made up of all kinds of falsehood is much more beautiful than reality."

Mo Wu's head was buried on his lap, and the corners of his mouth curved up a little imperceptibly.

Early the next morning, Mo Wu sat up and stretched. Before he got up from the bed, Lan Er's voice sounded through the door: "Bastard Mo! It's the second day, you promise me Return Sister Feng to me today!"

Mo Wu yawned and opened the door, lightly said: "I regret it."

"Regret?!" Lan'er screamed, "Didn't you say you're not interested in Sister Feng?!"

"I'm not interested in him, have you ever heard of resurrecting a dead body?" Mo Wushou clicked on the book in his arms, "Your sister Feng, as the 'corpse' here, is very important now, lend me a few days. "

"Returning the soul from a dead body? Don't talk nonsense!" Lan'er trembled angrily, and grabbed Mo Wu's arms as soon as she raised her hand.Mo Wu sideways hid, leisurely walked into the yard, and smiled at the opposite fairy: "Cousin, good morning!"

Xianjun looked up, "Morning. How did you sleep?"

"Okay, I slept with a big beauty in my dream." Mo Wu said happily.

Xianjun smiled: "That's good."

After the three of them had breakfast, Lan Er went out with the food box.Mo Wu raised his neck to look at her, "Yo, which lover is this delivering food to? I smell matsutake, much better than my white porridge."

"I'll settle the score with you when I come back!" Lan'er glared at him, and walked out holding the food box like a baby.Mo Wu turned his head and said to Xianjun: "... Is there really a whole big Ganoderma lucidum?"

Xianjun nodded.

Mo Wuyile, "Let's go, go and see how Qin Xiaoliu eats."

The two followed Lan'er to the cave again, Lan'er put the food box at the entrance of the cave, and chattered a lot, partly scolding Lai at home with the surname Mo as a bastard, partly telling him to come out as soon as possible During the meal, he didn't say a word about the curse outside the cave.

When Lan'er left, Mo Wu carried the matsutake porridge into the cave, and Qin Qi was still sitting on the rock from yesterday, not just meditating or doing anything.

Mo Wu put the food box beside him and said, "Young Master Qin, I didn't ask you clearly about some things yesterday, so I'll bother you again today."

Qin Qi opened his eyes.He is actually very beautiful, with regular and delicate facial features, clean and delicate eyebrows, and a good temperament. At first glance, he looks like the son of a wealthy family. It is no wonder that Lan'er, that little monster in the deep mountains, hangs his heart when he meets him. on him.

"Tianshi Mo, please tell me."

Mo Wu sat down on a big rock close to him, and said, "First question, is Mr. Feng really no different from ordinary people except for his rebirth from Nirvana and the ability to open treasure chests?"

"That's right," Qin Qi said, "other than that, it's no different from ordinary people."

Mo Wu looked at him: "But when the Qin family was in trouble that day, everyone else stood under the stone platform, only Mr. Feng Qinling, the eldest son of Qinling, and Qin Zhixi, the murderer, were on the stone platform. What is this? reason?"

Qin Qi frowned, "Firstly, I was young, and secondly, I didn't participate in the first half of the year. I really don't know about it. But the elder brother is the eldest grandson, and he is also the first person in our generation to participate in the family business. It is not surprising that he stood on the stage .”

Mo Wu nodded, "Second thing, do you know where is the dagger that Qin Zhixi used to kill Young Master Feng?"

Qin Qi looked at Mo Wu and said nothing.

Mo Wu calmly looked back, "The dagger in Qin Ling's chest, Mr. Feng, has a big ruby ​​embedded in the end of the handle, but when Qin Zhixi killed the other members of the Qin family that night, he didn't remove the dagger from Qin Ling's chest. □□, but picked up another dagger on the stone platform.” Mo Wu paused, “As for why there is a dagger on the stone platform, you probably won’t know about it, but you are the last to deal with it. You should know the whereabouts of that dagger for the dead body of everyone in the Qin family."

"If I tell you, how will you treat it?"

"Naturally find out."

Qin Qi's voice was a little heavy, "What if it's somewhere I can't find it?"

Mo Wu stared at him for a while, squinted his eyes, and said, "Oh, you put it in the Qinling tomb, or you didn't take the dagger in the end."

Qin Qi was taken aback, "You..."

"The dead are the big ones. Don't worry, Mr. Qin. I will be cautious about this matter." Mo Wudao: "The third question is, where is the treasure of the Qin family?"

Qin Qi frowned: "How would I know. That thing has been kept by the head of the family for generations, so it should be in the hands of the elder."

"Didn't you find it when you sorted out the Qin family's old things?"

"No." Qin Qi said: "Only Mr. Feng can open that thing. The last Mr. Feng is already dead. Even if you find it, what's the use of finding it? At that time, I was in a heavy heart, and I didn't look for it on purpose."

Mo Wu nodded, and said again: "The last question. What special things did you pick up on the stone platform of Tianheng Mountain back then?"

Qin Qi said: "No."

Mo Wu looked at him, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Sixth Master Qin answered too quickly."

"I'm busy keeping my family from losing their heads, so how can I have the mood to pick up things?" Qin Qi was a little displeased, and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Mo Wu smiled, "There are too many secrets on the stone platform of Tianheng Mountain, and I'm not surprised what happened there. Since the sixth son of Qin denies it, I won't ask any more."

Mo Wu arched his hands, "Farewell."

The two walked out, Xianjun said: "Your last question is about his ability?"

"Hmm." Mo Wudao: "A celestial master of mine can't do what he did. You can show the memory to others with one swipe, and take it back with another swipe. His ability can't be frightened by Qin Zhixi's little girl. .” Mo Wu clicked his tongue lightly, “Tsk, envy.”

Xianjun chuckled lightly and didn't speak.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the cave, they raised their heads and met Shang Lan'er's cold and angry face.

Lan'er gritted her teeth: "My surname is Mo, get the hell out of here!"