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There was a fog between the sky and the earth, and the thick fog covered everything in the world, leaving only gray shadows in the sky and the earth.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo." An ethereal voice sounded.

"Master?"

Mo Yi walked over following the sound, and a bridge appeared in front of him, and the gloomy river rolled under the bridge.

"Xiao Mo, come here quickly." The voice sounded again, but it was very gentle.

Mo Yi frowned, and walked onto the bridge involuntarily.

As soon as we got off the bridge, the fog dissipated.

Master is sitting in the pavilion, outside the pavilion are unknown flowers, thin clouds and mists are floating around, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

"Master, didn't you fall?" Mo Yi walked into the pavilion, his tone was not very kind, and yes, anyone in this situation would not be in a good mood.

"Don't let me miss you anymore, come back and have a look." Master waved her to sit down, and poured her a cup of tea gracefully.

Mo Yi took the tea, everyone said that she thought about it every day and slept soundly at night, she didn't think about Master, how could she still see her?

"How are you and that girl Yanxi?" Master sipped his tea, a little carelessly.

Mo Yi lowered his head and thought for a while, then replied perfunctorily: "Almost."

Master took a sip of tea and choked in his throat: "Almost? How much is the difference?"

"Like a master and apprentice." Mo Yi turned the teacup in his hand, but didn't drink tea, because the master's tea art, ahem, was a bit poor.

Master and apprentice...

The master was silent: "I didn't want you to accept her as an apprentice, but you raised her as an apprentice."

"Little Mo, you are doomed to be alone forever."

The master sighed slightly, with helplessness and sadness on his face, and a bit of anger of "hate that iron can't be made into steel".

"something wrong?"

Master looked at Mo Yi's indifferent face of "it's none of your business, hang it high", and couldn't help but feel a headache: "You...have a cup of tea."

Mo Yi glanced down at the tea in the cup, and said lightly, "Master, I'm not thirsty."

Master curled his lips, obviously aware of her concerns, so he explained: "Don't worry, I didn't make this tea."

Oh, all right.

Mo Yi took a sip, then frowned, and silently put the teacup on the table, with a blank expression on his face, he looked at Master quietly, his eyes were particularly piercing.

The master smiled: "How about it, is it too bitter to say anything, does it feel like a fire in the stomach, do you really want to find a piece of tofu to crash to death?"

"A bit."

As long as you know!

The master's eyes were full of shame, and he said shamelessly: "Then it's not in vain that I have painstakingly soaked for so long."

Master, you are so naughty, you will be hacked to death by your disciples.

"Xiao Mo," the master put away the previous laughter and became extremely serious, "Xiao Mo, go to Lin Ran to find Yan Xi."

"Huh?" Mo Yi was a little puzzled. Didn't she let Yan Xi go to Tianshan Mountain? How could she be at Lin Ran's place?

"In short, no matter what, you have to go, and you have to go as fast as possible," the master said with a serious face, "Little Mo, if you go late, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Ah."

The master seemed to sigh, his body gradually became transparent, and the surrounding scenery also disappeared...

Mo Yi opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

It's strange, she hasn't slept since cultivating immortality, how could she fall asleep today?

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the bell shaking on the window sill, and thought of the words of the master, he was inexplicably anxious, got up immediately, took the bell, and hurriedly left with his sword.

The magic palace where Lin Ran lives is very lively today, with the word "囍" everywhere, the sound of firecrackers and conversations flying everywhere.

"I heard that the Master is getting married, congratulations."

"Happy together, rejoice together."

Lin Ran was dressed in a groom's attire, and a big red flower on her chest added a bit of coquettishness in vain.

"I wish Lin Shangzun and his wife a happy marriage for a hundred years and a deep love between husband and wife."

"That's natural." Lin Ran was also polite and agreed naturally.

"The bride is here!"

Yanxi was led out, the red wedding dress was a bit loose, which made her even thinner, the red hijab on her head was shaking in the wind, and Qingcheng's face was faintly visible.

Yanxi's mood at this moment is beyond words. If she is given a knife, she will definitely rush to chop Lin Ran into pieces.

However, the reality is cruel.

First, she doesn't have a knife.

Second, her spells were blocked.

Third, she couldn't beat Lin Ran.

Based on these three points, Yanxi was in despair.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Yan Xi squeezed the red silk tightly in his hand, unable to bend down for a long time.

Lin Ran smiled lightly, and with a slight tap of her finger, Yanxi felt countless people pressing her down. In the end, she still bowed down.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Yan Xi bowed down involuntarily, and the sound of gongs and drums heard in her ears made her even more desolate and helpless.

Just like that day, she was tied to a high platform, surrounded by piles of firewood, and the villagers below cursed her, the man raised the torch, he let go, and the flames shot into the sky...

"Happy husband and wife."

Face to face, through the hijab, Yan Xi still saw the smile on the corner of Lin Ran's mouth. She gritted her teeth and refused to bow down.

"Yanyan, don't be afraid, I will treat you well."

The strength on his body grew stronger, and Yan Xi couldn't help but gradually bend his waist.

"slow!"

A man came with a sword, his white clothes were flying, and there was an indelible cold air between his brows.

Just like that day, when she herself gave up, that person came with a sword just like today, the sun was shining brightly, but it was not as dazzling as her.

Lin Ran frowned: "Mo Yi, what are you doing here?" After a pause, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Are you here to attend my wedding banquet? Then take your seat quickly."

Mo Yi's already bad mood became even worse, especially when he saw the happy clothes on Yan Xi's body again, he was as cold as ice.

"You want to marry her?" Mo Yi's voice was cold, and there was a trembling that even she couldn't detect.

Because of Mo Yi's arrival, the spell on Yan Xi's body stopped, and she tore off the hijab: "My lord, I don't want to marry."

The voice was as cold and indifferent as before, but there was an imperceptible dependence on it.

"You heard me, she won't marry." Mo Yi's restless mood improved a lot, and he even felt a little happy.

"I didn't hear that." Lin Ran looked indifferent, full of "what can you do to me".

Mo Yi walked slowly to Yan Xi's side, looked her up and down: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay." The dependence just now dissipated, leaving only the deep alienation.

"Be careful next time, don't be harmed by some people with ulterior motives."

"Ah."

Lin Ran with ulterior motives darkened his face: "Moyi, today is my big day, it's fine if you don't bless me, and you still seduce my wife, what exactly do you want to do?"

lady?

Mo Yi's unchanging face darkened a bit: "Yanxi is mine."

Unexpectedly firm, like a child, declaring ownership.