Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

This matter will be known sooner or later anyway. Zhuang Yan and Duan Heng already know about it, so even if they keep it to themselves, how long can they keep it a secret?Luo Zhiyu didn't like to hide it, he wished that everyone in the world knew that he liked Mo Wenshuang, that's right, he just did!

What seemed to be blurted out impulsively was actually a bet he made up his mind never to look back.Even if Mo Wenfeng was furious, he still had to show his heart, otherwise, what reason would there be for others to believe that he took everything about Mo Wenshuang to heart and cared so much about it?

Mo Wenxue sighed softly: Why is this kid so restless!

Mo Wenfeng frowned and thought about it for a while, and then suddenly came to a realization: "Did you live too lonely since childhood? No brothers or sisters? That's why you like Wenshuang? I think you also like Shen Wulan and Bai Suizhong. Every time you act like a baby with them..."

Speaking of this, Mo Wenfeng touched his arm and felt his hairs puff up. He had never seen such a charming man acting like a baby.He usually feels that Luo Zhiyu has a cheerful temper, he does everything with his head, and he doesn't care about the consequences.But to be honest, when Luo Zhiyu pouted and acted like a spoiled child, he had a somewhat lovable appearance.

Mo Wenxue, who was worried about Luo Zhiyu, was anxious to think of a reason to excuse him. Hearing what the elder brother said, he was a little dumbfounded: The emotional world of the elder brother is too white...too simple...this can be understood brotherhood...

Luo Zhiyu, who was ready to be scolded, stared blankly at the serious Mo Wenfeng, a little speechless: No... I don't lack a brother, I lack a wife...

The three of them were silent, Mo Wenfeng looked left at Luo Zhiyu, and right at Mo Wenxue, the expressions of the two had their own meaning, he didn't understand why.Coughing twice: "After returning to Mianwujing tomorrow, we will carefully discuss Wenshuang's matter. Then tonight, go back to your room and rest."

Xiao Wujiao.

There is a gentle breeze in the courtyard, and Bai Yuejiao is sprinkled with silver light.

A stone table was full of food and wine, and the two sat opposite each other, pushing glasses and changing glasses, laughing and talking, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After Zhuang Yan's wedding banquet, Yuan Tong invited Meng Qi to be a guest, planning to chat all night long.

After Meng Qi drank a few sips of wine, he opened his mouth several times, but remained embarrassingly silent.

Yuan Tong, who lifted the veil a little, took a bite of the dish, bent his mouth, and asked politely, "Are you wondering why Zhuang Yan's marriage went so smoothly?"

Meng Qi was guessed, a little cautious, nodded and smiled.

With a sigh, Yuan Tong put down his chopsticks, thought about it, and said slowly, with a helpless tone: "You know that I am good at using insects to cure diseases and save people, heal wounds and detoxify. You also know that the insects in my hand can also be used to deceive people."

Having a bad feeling, Meng Qi looked up at the veiled man.Suddenly, his eyes were full of anxiety and guilt, and he swallowed: "The female disciple of Zehuajing... I... can't absolve myself of the blame."

He took a big swig from the jug, feeling a bit painful: "I have hurt Mo Wenshuang for so many years, and now I have let a woman die in vain, and another woman has lost her happiness all her life. I...a person like me really doesn't deserve it." Own the life you have now."

I don't know when, the gentle wind has stopped, and the surrounding is surprisingly quiet, with the slight sound of insects gnawing or something.

Yuan Tong's slightly cloudy eyes were filled with a layer of water, and he was suddenly excited: "It's not your fault! How can you blame this? Zhuang's, it's all caused by Zhuang's! Even if you didn't accidentally lose the bug, his Zhuang Yan, I want to..."

Suddenly he stopped talking, stood up and turned his back on Meng Qi.

After a period of contact, Meng Qi has fully believed that he is dissatisfied with Zhuang's and can't bear it.But he didn't think about the specific reason, but now that he said these words, he felt a little vigilant, and he still had a little expectation.

Although his father suddenly went mad and killed many people without warning, he was not determined to die!Mo Shi strived to save his father's life and exorcise the demon first.The young Meng Qi didn't understand the anger of everyone wanting to kill his father, but later he was just extremely grateful for Mo's redemption.But his own helplessness and fear at that time disturbed Mo's good intentions, and Zhuang Chengfei gave his father a sword without hesitation.It is not an exaggeration to say that he killed his father and his enemies, even if his father was the devil everyone scolded at that time.But in Meng Qi's eyes, that was his father, no matter what he became, he was still his father!

The feeling of watching his relatives die before his eyes made him unable to think, and he was spinning.Everything was blood red, and cheers filled my ears, listening to them yelling that the devil was dead overwhelmed Mo Wenshuang's heart-piercing cries.

Many years later, Meng Qi, who came out of the shadows, revived the Meng Clan's Immortal Sect.In several dreams, besides his father's bloody corpse, there was also the little figure of Mo Wenshuang crying until he died.

He has visited Mianwujing frequently, but he has never met Mo Wenshuang once. He has a lump in his heart, and he wants to sincerely thank and apologize to Mo Wenshuang.But never got a response.

How can you forgive yourself?He laughed at himself.

Regarding Yuan Tong's agitation, what he was wary of was whether the Zhuang family had something hard to let go of for him?If this is the case, he can stay in the Zhuang family for more than ten years, which is enough for the city.expected,

It is hope that this person, this person who I met and had a good chat with, who has the same dislike as myself, and who wants to bring down, is a very happy thing.

Meng Qi wanted to find out Yuan Tong's intentions, but Yuan Tong withdrew his emotions in an instant, and continued to talk to him about Duan Ranqing lightly and politely.

"Miss Duan, you will be happy. Zhuang Yan's changes must be noticed by those who are more careful. I don't want to sacrifice a good girl's life for nothing."

Meng Qi understood and nodded: "Will it always work?"

"No accidents, it's a matter of a lifetime. I'm sure." Yuan Tong's words were helpless and unwilling, but also had to do it.It is so contradictory that people can't figure it out.

Presumably he didn't want to say anything, and he couldn't ask anything.Meng Qi thought that through the contact during this period, he could understand him somewhat.

A hero doesn't ask where he came from, an old friend doesn't ask about the past, a new friend doesn't ask what's on his mind, he understands.

"Come on, drink!"

The wine glasses collided, and the laughter broke out.

Meng Qi always felt that this person was very kind and familiar.

Early in the morning, Luo Zhiyu washed up, and knocked on Mo Wenshuang's door with joy.Today is his birthday, he wants to take the people he likes to eat, drink and have fun.Go and visit the great rivers and mountains in Xianyang.

The person who was in a daze with a dark face first looked at Luo Zhiyu's neck and saw that the wound had been healed. He felt relieved and slowly stretched out his hand with the palm facing upwards.

Luo Zhiyu was a little surprised, and without thinking, he put the two clay figurines in his arms on top.

Mo Wenshuang's palms trembled, and so did his eyes.Luo Zhiyu held his hand, knowing that this person's heart was turbulent now, but he was willing to accept this clay figurine, and he was also telling himself that he could get out of his knot.

"Look, your clothes are light yellow, the Mianwujing school uniform you wore when I first saw you. Mine is white, but look, my belt is the same as your clothes, And your belt is my white one, hehe."

In order to distract Mo Wenshuang, he led him to observe the two clay figurines.

"Do you know what that means?"

Mo Wenshuang shook his head.

"There is no distinction between you and me, there is me in you and you in me."

It was originally a sweet love story, but Mo Wenshuang's reaction was sadness and alienation.

He held the clay figurine tightly, and took two steps away from Luo Zhiyu, Mo Wenyu's words echoed in his ears: "You never talk back to me... You promised me that you will be the only one by my side! You will stay with me forever!!"

"Brother Ah Yu, I can... I can accompany you with A Luo, and he will definitely promise me to accompany you..."

"Don't mention Ah Luo again! You belong to me alone, no one can get close to you, you can't have friends or relatives! You can only have me!!"

The figure of father and mother gradually became clear, their faces were angry, covered with maggots, and they scolded him together: "You have to atone for your sins, atone for your sins! Don't expect anyone to forgive you! A Luo just pities you, you are the dearest except us, no one else will forgive you!" Will like you! Hahahaha!"

"If you treat him any more, I'll kill him, kill him!" Mo Wenyu's scream almost tore his eardrums, and the thick black blood in his eyes stinks.

Mo Wenshuang's eyes were black and white, and his ears were buzzing. It seemed that someone was trying to snatch the two clay figurines from his hand. He pushed them away forcefully: "No...please."

"Wen Shuang, Mo Wenshuang, what's the matter with you? Mo Wenshuang?" Luo Zhiyu went to support him, who was a little unsteady, but was pushed away forcefully. He was a little dazed to see him protecting the clay figurine.

The soft and bright morning light outside the window was covered by an old tree, and the light in the room dimmed.

With a thud, Mo Wenshuang fell to the ground, clutching the clay figurine and whispering in despair, "Ah Luo... let's go..."

"Go? Let me go again?" How many times have you chased yourself?Holding the clay figurine tightly in his hands, he clearly likes it tightly, and he still says hurtful words on his mouth.I really don't understand.

Luo Zhiyu didn't like such a birthday present.

Mo Wenshuang, what is your knot?He was thinking, was it because of his heart knot that he was driven away before?

He lifted him up, pushed him onto the chair, half-kneeled and raised his head: "Do you really want me to go, or is there some last resort?"

Mo Wenshuang's eyelashes trembled and he didn't answer.

"Okay...then I'm leaving." Luo Zhiyu pretended to stand up, and saw Mo Wenshuang's hand raised from the corner of his eye.It was subconsciously wanting to stop him from leaving, he jumped for joy, and firmly believed that his position in his heart would not be taken lightly.

He crossed his fingers with Mo Wenshuang backhandedly, coaxing this poor little kitten who was bullied and unwilling to speak out: "I won't leave, no matter what happens in the future, no matter how you drive me away, I won't Go. I want to be with you and face everything."

Mo Wenshuang raised her head slowly, ignored Luo Zhiyu's affectionate gaze, looked behind him, and murmured: "Look... I said before, he is willing to accompany me..."