[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

Mo Yu hid the quilt for Shen Xinyue, the boy's brows and eyes were warm and picturesque, leading people to think about the soft rice paper and warm jade.It's just that now, her complexion is pale and bloodless, it means that the raw Xuan is soaked in water, and the jade is ice-cold.

The script given by the time-traveling bureau clearly remembered the plot in black and white, but Mo Yu privately hid something, which was the protagonist's, a part of his life experience.

"A heart of compassion?" Mo Yu looked at Shen Xinyue's brows and eyes in a daze, "But a person like me, who has been in life for life, just follow the steps and act every time, does he have a heart?"

A long time ago, a comatose person on the bed once commented on his 'compassion', but he didn't know that Mo Yu's so-called compassion was just watching the entanglement on the stage and crying for joy after gracefully leaving the stage.

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From the day they first met, Mo Yu saw the original body of Lian Gen. He knew that Lian Gen would recognize Shen Yuan, but at the same time, he also knew that Xiaotong was a smart child, so he would not seek Shen Xinyue to expose him when he was weak. to him.

The apprentice I got by chance, but I have taught him for a hundred years with good intentions, because the more you see, the more you will feel complicated, and the more you will be attached, the less afraid you will be.

This is a question, a decision that Mo Yu asked Lian Root to make for him.

——If in the end, you really can't hide it, do you want Shen Xin to think that his husband is a poor cultivator who is obsessed with refining weapons and has fallen into the way of magic, or a villain who plans to ruin his life?

Mo Yu lowered his head and smiled. Every time he travels is extremely long, so long that if he doesn't play with people's hearts and watch people play tricks, he doesn't know how to pass the time.

The protagonist breaks through the door of the pavilion alone, seemingly reckless and brave, but in reality, entangled and cowardly.He didn't even ask any questions, and he was in a hurry to die. It can be seen that his heart is ashamed, and he is incapable of accepting... Lian Root's answer is clearly if...

Not only did he tell Shen Xinyue that he was refining his blood, but he also told Shen Xinyue that those dead souls whose hearts had been poached for their blood were all his clansmen.

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"You know." Mo Yu smiled, but she said it to Shen Xinyue who had passed out.

At this time, the lotus roots had calmed down, and there seemed to be a bit of sarcasm in his tone, he glanced at Shen Xinyue and said, "Of course he knows, but the matter has come to an end, my brother's feelings, the master should also know Bar?"

'Sir, you are reluctant to hurt me after all. '

Those were the last words Shen Xinyue said after receiving Mo Yu's palm. A dying person spoke so much of the warmth in the world.

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat, I've become the most scheming and innumerable enemy in your world, why bother to say this?

There was a man with a whip in his hand, and the young man broke through the door of the pavilion alone, his heart was filled with white clothes and bloody battle, but what he really wanted was Mo Yu's reluctance.

How absurd, how sad, how... ridiculous? !

Mo Yu's eyes darkened, and he commented, "You don't even cherish your own life, but you expect others to cherish it?"

Lian Yuan squinted her eyes, and replied with a smile, "Master is a saint, and we are ants, and ants should be pitied."

Mo Yu heard the voice of Lian Root's words, "Even you want pity?"

Lian Root got up, and the temperament of a cultivator is very elegant, but now, with the brilliance in his eyes and the smile on his thin lips, it only makes people think of the ordinary boy in the world, the man of the world.

He said: "What I want is more than sympathy. It's just that my apprentice's fortune is poor and I can't bear the favor of my master."

The favor Mo Yu gave was nothing more than the panacea and cultivation experience that he had given to his disciples for a hundred years.These things created the lotus root, and now, the lotus root wants to pay for itself.

"Master knows the uses of lotus root." The lotus root in the water is just an ordinary medicinal material, but the lotus root in front of him is transformed from essence and blood, which can greatly nourish the sky.

From the time when he watched Shen Xinyue go up to the high cabinet alone, Lian Gen knew that he would die, not because the elders were angry, but because he had to die... He would be Shen Xinyue's blind medicine!

No wonder, Shen Xin was seriously injured and his life was at stake, Lian Gen could talk to Mo Yu without any haste to turn over old scores, so it was because he was afraid that if he didn't say these things, he would never have a chance to say them in his life.

"You really don't regret it?" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow and asked him.

"I don't regret it," the young man frowned and smiled, and answered naturally and frankly. However, his thin lips parted lightly. Apt words.

"Jealous," he said finally.

I envy the person on this bed who has lived in ignorance for a hundred years, unlike me, who suffers from day to day sorrow and night torment.

I am also jealous of this person, you can care about life and death, unlike me, who was born because of him, and died because of him.

Mo Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he noticed that under the lotus root red robe, the collar was exposed.Today, the lotus root robe is actually Mo Yi.

"You don't have to bother me..."

The young man smiled slightly, and murmured in a soft and ambiguous voice, just like the whispers of the goblin of the devil's collateral line - he had already thought about his own death.

Since I'm a master and apprentice, and I'm a poor man, so what if I give you a favor?