2/1 god domain

When Mo Shao met Luo Ji, it was in the evening of the second day. He was sitting on the balcony of the room on the second floor basking in the "sunset sun". Looking at the black-haired boy who was brought over by Bai Yuan, he thought to himself, well, this It's the hero in the original novel.

16-year-old Luo Ji, tall and tall, with black prickly short hair, regular and resolute features, full of sunshine, looks like a very cheerful child.

Possesses the tenacious vitality of Xiaoqiang.

This is Mo Shao's most intuitive feeling towards Luo Ji.

When he saw the real person, he thought, this is a very likable child. His eyes are big and bright. He has clearly experienced many injustices, but his eyes are clear and bright, revealing a thriving vitality.

Perhaps this is the charm of the protagonist.

He, the person next to the big villain, actually couldn't bear to hurt Luo Ji.

"Yo, Shao Shao."

Bai Yuan held Luo Ji in his left hand, as easily as he was carrying a chicken, and waved to Mo Shao with his right hand to greet Mo Shao on the balcony, with a mean smile on his face.

Mo Shao glanced at him, resisting the urge to curse, he hadn't even begun to "influence" the protagonist, this guy actually dragged him down like this, he was like a teammate like a pig.

"Shao Shao! Look, what did I bring you?"

Bai Yuan's expression could be equated with an idiot, and he was still chattering non-stop.

Mo Shao couldn't bear it anymore, he teleported directly from the balcony to the other party, and snatched him from his hand.

"What are you doing?" He really shouldn't trust this guy and let him pick him up.

"Shaoshao..." The tone was very aggrieved, and the expression was very pitiful.

It's a pity that Mo Shao couldn't appreciate this listless look. He turned around and looked at the young man with a disturbed expression. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you Luo Ji?"

Tsk, isn't this a knowing question?Bai Yuan complained silently.

The young man carefully looked at the black-haired young man in front of him for a while, then nodded: "I am Luo Ji. Who are you? What can you do with me?"

He was taken away suddenly. Before the boy understood what was going on, he found that all his captors had fallen to the ground. A young man with long hair in fluttering white clothes walked up to him. He thought it was an angel, but soon, he It turns out it's just a demon in angel skin.

The devil went down with a knife in one hand, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he found himself in a very strange place with a strange atmosphere. The garden was full of black roses, like a black ocean, exuding a rich fragrance. Behind the sea of ​​flowers, a dazzling palace appeared. In front of him, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and found that the palace that seemed to appear in a fairy tale world had not disappeared, and the next moment, he was carried over by a demon in angel skin like a chicken...

I can't resist at all.

The black-haired young man in front of him was very good-looking, tall, fair-skinned, and his hair and eyes were the same color as him, which was an extremely pure black. He smiled very warmly.

The boy looked at him, a little absent-minded. This person was a bit like the brother he remembered.

In fact, he and his brother haven't seen each other for many years.

I can't remember exactly what my brother looks like, but I can only clearly remember that my brother is the only one who treats him well and gives him warmth.

"My name is Mo Shao. I came here to tell you about Lu Qiqi."

Mo Shao came straight to the point and said that although Luo Qiqi's death had an indistinct relationship with Mo Fan, he died at the hands of his enemies after all. There must be some preparation in advance.

When the young man heard it, he was overjoyed at first, and then a trace of confusion flashed across his face: "Do you know my brother?"

"Ah."

"Is brother here?"

"It used to be."

"What do you mean?" the boy asked nervously.

Mo Shao pursed his lips, glanced at Bai Yuan who was doing nothing beside him, paused, and said, "I'll explain to you later. Aren't you hungry now?"

"I'm not hungry, I..." Before he finished speaking, there was a gurgling sound from his stomach.

The boy blushed in embarrassment.

Mo Shao smiled, reached out and patted the boy's head: "Go and eat something first."

"...Okay." Luo Ji glanced at Mo Shao hesitantly, and nodded.

The two left side by side.

Bai Yuan stood there, shaking his head, tsk tsk, Shao Shao was indeed better than him in winning people's hearts, or in other words, Shao Shao's appearance was more deceptive, and it was easy to win the favor of young people.

First floor, living room.

In front of the white dining table, the teenager sat awkwardly, with a pair of dark and bright eyes, he looked at the people around him curiously.

The young man on the left looked very indifferent. He was wearing a black uniform modified from a military uniform and stepped on a pair of high-top Martin boots. His long black hair was as smooth as silk and satin and naturally fell to his waist. His facial features were very delicate, his skin was very fair, and his hands Wearing a pair of black leather gloves, he was flipping through a book in an ancient language.

Probably because of Bai Yuan, when the young man saw a man with long hair, he felt a little...resisting in his heart.

Turning his gaze, he turned to the man next to Mo Shao. This man gave him a very dangerous feeling!The aura is very strong, like someone who has been in a high position for a long time, he looks very handsome, and the lines of his face are cold and hard, giving people a feeling that he is not approachable.

Those black and purple eyes suddenly fell on him, the young man shivered subconsciously, and obediently turned his head to look away.

Just happened to meet Bai Yuan who was smiling at him...

He turned his head again and stared at the table.

Mo Shao stabbed the man next to him with his elbow: Don't scare people.

The man smiled innocently at him: that kid is really timid.

In fact, Mo Fan didn't believe that this young man named Luo Ji would one day become his formidable enemy. After seeing the real person, he didn't believe it even more.

However, Mo Shao made such an oath, so naturally he couldn't take it lightly.

"Black tea and cookies, do you like it?"

Mo Shao stood up, brought an afternoon tea that originally belonged to the poet, and brought it to Luo Ji. Under the young man's flattered eyes, he smiled brightly.

"Pay your stomach first, and dinner will be served soon."

Hearing this, the young man smiled gratefully at him. Among these people, this black-haired young man was indeed the best to get along with.

His smile made the poet beside Bai Yuan unhappy.

"This kid must have taken a fancy to our Shaoshao, right?"

It's fine if the poet doesn't speak, but when he opens his mouth, the atmosphere changes somewhat.

Mainly, someone was jealous.

Mo Shao stared at the unrestrained poet speechlessly, who flattened his mouth aggrievedly, not feeling that he had made a mistake at all.

In his opinion, the three of Mo Fan, Bai Yuan, and Yu Ji all want to have a good figure, a good appearance, and a full of aggressiveness. Luo Ji didn't look at any of them carefully, but just stared at them. Their Shaoshao...

It is clearly malicious.

The paralyzed man is still wearing his doctor's cosplay at the moment, with flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and pushing the glasses with his hand, he said with a deadpan expression: "The baby bird plot."

When you come to an unfamiliar environment, it is often easier for people to develop a good impression of the first person they see.

But if it's a baby bird plot, shouldn't the person Luo Ji should rely on be...Bai Yuan?

The poet turned his head suspiciously, and after scanning Bai Yuan back and forth with his radar-like eyes, he came to a tragic conclusion: this man is a little wilted, and even people with long eyes will not be confused by him!

but--

He seems to belong to the one without long eyes.

"Mo Shao, can you tell me about my brother?"

Luo Ji drank some black tea, and his originally nervous mood finally eased a little. He looked at the black-haired young man with some expectation.

"What about Rocky?"

When the poet heard it, he screamed, oh my god, Shaoshao must have lost his mind and was going to tell the hedgehog boy about Luo Qiqi's death, right?

He raised his eyelids with facial paralysis, and said expressionlessly: "Anyway, he will know sooner or later."

Instead of letting Luo Ji learn the "truth" from other people, it is better to tell him the truth after being beautified.

This is Mo Shao's plan.

Before the plot of "God's Domain" unfolded, they tried their best to move things forward in the direction they expected.

"Luo Qiqi is a very talented pharmacist with excellent medical skills..." Mo Shao smiled, and said slowly, his voice was unhurried.

Mo Fan pursed his lips unchanged, letting go of someone's apparently nonsensical behavior, even happy to see it succeed.

But the poet is a little bit too much...