[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

Life is like a reverse journey 4

Feng Mo waited from early morning to dusk, from the moment the ink was wet until it dried up, but there was no sign of a certain person.

He was very angry, feeling that he was being played on as before, and on the other hand he couldn't help being angry with himself, thinking that he was stupid for wasting a good time waiting for someone who didn't know if he would come or not.

This anger made him so angry that he even overturned the late dinner. There was no valuables in his room, and the only thing that could be easily replaced was the bowls and chopsticks that others came to pick up, and he was willing to throw this.

But at the moment after the knock over, he couldn't help regretting, no matter what, he shouldn't be able to live with eating, this is obviously a principle he has learned long ago, and once it is applied to Feng Qi, it will never be realized.

It was also the same last time, Feng Qi helped him to bring a lot of cakes and he didn't want to eat them. After waiting for a few days to smell the sour smell, he realized that the cakes were already dead and he couldn't eat them at all, because he cried for a long time that day because it was wasted. The second time was because Feng Qi overturned her own dinner -- not to mention how depressed Feng Mo was now.

Coincidentally, when Feng Mo was thinking about how to strangle his brother to death, Mo Qi knocked on Feng Mo's door with a pocket food box.

"Mo, open the door."

Feng Mo pulled open the door vigorously with a cold face, and asked viciously, "Who is it called Mo Mo?"

Mo Qi looked at the food box and then at him, and said, "This is what I brought for Mo Mo to eat, if you weren't I would have taken it away."

Feng Mo looked at the pocket-sized lacquered snack box, gulped her saliva, and said, "Come in!"

Mo Qi rolled her eyes with a smile, and carried the food box into the room.

Just like spreading out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone last time, this time he took out several plates of snacks and put them on the square table one by one, and also made a pot of warm tea for Feng Mo.

"You have to be full before you can study seriously, so eat quickly, and we will start class after you finish eating."

"You don't eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"How did you guess I didn't eat?"

Mo Qi put her finger up on her lips, hissed lightly, and pretended to be mysterious: "Secret."

Seeing his expression and movements, Feng Mo's heart beat inexplicably quickened, he hurriedly lowered his head and began to eat his heart to cover up the sudden heartbeat.

The snacks are simply delicious, and I can feed myself after a few sips of Feng Mo.

But when Mo Qi asked him for calligraphy homework, he couldn't help being dumbfounded -- "What... what calligraphy homework?"

Mo Qi had a serious expression, "I asked you to practice calligraphy more when I left yesterday, did you forget?"

Feng Mo faltered and hesitated, and didn't say why for a long time.

Mo Qi felt that she couldn't get used to the bad habit, so she sternly asked Feng Mo to go out and jump frog ten times around the yard.

Feng Mo was a little frightened when he heard the ten laps, but when he saw Mo Qi's expressionless face, he didn't dare to say no, so he could only obediently follow the pose Mo Qi demonstrated, and circled around Xiaoyuan started to jump up.

"This is your punishment. In the future, you have to remember that the study tasks I gave you must be completed!" Mo Qi reminded while supervising.

Feng Mo read a few words brokenly, her face was a little dissatisfied, but the bottom of her heart seemed to be dipped in honey, sweetened layer by layer.

Mo Qi's supervisor was also a bit bored. Seeing that the moonlight was just right tonight, he simply found a branch from the ground, and in the middle of the small courtyard, he began to demonstrate the sword skills he had learned these days.

This swordsmanship is much better than Feng Mo's embroidered fists and embroidered legs a few days ago. The touch is like falling leaves in the autumn wind, and it is as fast as thunder and lightning.

"I want to learn too!"

Mo Qi stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced lightly at Feng Mo who was still squatting, and said, "Have you read all the words, have you finished jumping the frog, what sword are you learning?"

Feng Mo pursed her mouth, the child looked extremely cute, "But I just want to learn!"

Mo Qi walked over and slapped his buttocks with a branch, "Jump or not?"

Feng Mo pouted aggrievedly, snorted, and then continued with the unfinished punishment.

When the countdown was approaching, Feng Mo heard the person in the middle of the small courtyard say: "You don't need me to teach you the sword in the future, the master you worship is a ruthless Taoist, and his swordsmanship is second to none."

After hearing this, Feng Mo always felt that there was a panic in her heart, but she didn't know the reason.

After the punishment was finally over, Feng Mo was as tired as a puppy, panting, he promised in front of Mo Qi that he would never default on his homework, and then he was taken into the hut to learn how to read and write.

But studying at night is always easy to get tired, and coupled with the fact that she had just done quite strenuous exercise, Feng Mo couldn't help but fight without learning a few words.

Mo Qi had a panoramic view of his changes, he pulled the quilt on the bed and gently wrapped it around Feng Mo's body, but unexpectedly woke him up.

"Hmm... what's wrong?" Feng Mo was in a daze, not understanding the situation.

Mo Qi stroked his hair, and said: "You should rest today, and I will come over tomorrow to teach new ones. By the way, I may have to come at night in the future, so you should pay attention to rest."

"Why?" Feng Mo yawned, tears streaming down his face.

Mo Qi had no expression on her face, and pinched Feng Mo's cheek again, "Mother arranged for me a schoolboy, who was sent to watch over me, so I can't meet you in front of him."

"Oh..." She replied perfunctorily and coldly.

Mo Qi was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude in his heart, he picked up Feng Mo who was still sitting at the table wrapped in a quilt, and threw him onto the somewhat hard bed.

"Rest early." Mo Qi smiled slyly.

"You!" Feng Mo covered her sore buttocks and pouted, "Do you want to come over and have a try!"

"No, I'm leaving first!" After speaking, Mo Qi smiled and went out with the food box.

Feng Mo sat on the bed, watched his leaving back, couldn't help muttering softly: "Bad guy."

Mo Qi returned to her own yard, and before she entered the house, she heard a man's voice faintly coming from the other side of his room.

He held his breath, walked lightly, and walked carefully to the window sill on the side of the room facing the yard, wanting to find out the origin of the unexpected guest in the room.

Just then someone said, "Didn't you say that he has rested, man?"

"This subordinate deserves to die, this subordinate is not a good person, please forgive the master."

"Hmph, trash! I order you to find him quickly. If you don't find him even in Chou Shi, I will kill you."

"Yes, this subordinate will go look for it now!" After the man finished speaking, Mo Qi saw a person jump out of the window on the other side, and quickly ran out of the courtyard.

That appearance is He Jing.

Mo Qi felt a little palpitated.It seems that the one left in the room should be Moxiu.Unexpectedly, so many things happened to him and Feng Mo before they exterminated the family.

Just as Mo Qi was thinking, the window above his head was suddenly opened from the inside.

"I want to know why you didn't come out by yourself, do you still want me to invite you?" The man's voice was very low, and there was a bit of arrogance and evil in his tone.

Mo Qi thought for a moment, and walked out in an aboveboard manner.

He stepped back, bowed his head and cupped his hands respectfully at the demon cultivator, and said, "Your Majesty is polite."

There was no response over there, so Mo Qi kept her head down, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement over there.Mo Qi couldn't help but feel a little confused, logically speaking, this demon cultivator came because of him, so he should have started earlier with the goal in mind, but for some reason, he didn't move for a long time.When he was trying to figure out the deep meaning in his heart, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew in front of him.

Mo Qi looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and he didn't feel extra nervous because the man suddenly moved in front of him.

"You are Feng Qi?"

"Yes."

"how old are you?"

"twelve."

Moxiu was silent again, he stretched out his hand, and touched Mo Qi's bones carefully like the way of the ruthless Taoist that day, and then sighed again——

"You are like your mother."

Mo Qi looked up, looking at Moxiu's expression with some doubts.

Moxiu stretched out his hand and pinched a Fasheng Runilv 4

Feng Mo waited from early morning to dusk, from the moment the ink was wet until it dried up, but there was no sign of a certain person.

He was very angry, feeling that he was being played on as before, and on the other hand he couldn't help being angry with himself, thinking that he was stupid for wasting a good time waiting for someone who would not come.

This anger made him so angry that he even overturned the late dinner. There was no valuables in his room, and the only thing that could be easily replaced was the bowls and chopsticks that others came to pick up. He was willing to throw this.

But at the moment after the knock over, he couldn't help regretting, no matter what, he shouldn't be able to live with eating, this is obviously a principle he has learned long ago, and once it is applied to Feng Qi, it will never be realized.

It was also the same last time, Feng Qi helped him to bring many pastries that he didn't want to eat, and after waiting for a few days to smell the sour smell, he realized that the pastries were already dead, and he couldn't eat them at all, because throwing them away was a waste, and he cried for a long time that day, but This time it was because Feng Qi overturned her own dinner -- now Feng Mo's resentment towards Mo Qi is almost off the charts.

Coincidentally, when Feng Mo was thinking about how to strangle his brother to death, Mo Qi knocked on Feng Mo's door with a pocket food box.

"Mo, open the door."

Feng Mo pulled open the door vigorously with a cold face, and asked viciously, "Who is it called Mo Mo?"

Mo Qi looked at the food box and then at him, and said, "This is what I brought for Mo Mo to eat, if you weren't I would have taken it away."

Feng Mo looked at the pocket-sized lacquered snack box, gulped her saliva, and said, "Come in!"

Mo Qi rolled her eyes with a smile, and carried the food box into the room.

Just like spreading out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone last time, this time he took out several plates of snacks and put them on the square table one by one, and also made a pot of warm tea for Feng Mo.

"You have to be full before you can study seriously, so feed yourself quickly, we have very little time."

"You don't eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"How did you guess I didn't eat?"

Mo Qi put her finger up on her lips, hissed lightly, and pretended to be mysterious: "Secret."

Seeing his expression and movements, Feng Mo's heart beat inexplicably quickened, he hurriedly lowered his head and began to eat his heart to cover up the sudden heartbeat.

The snacks are simply delicious, and I can feed myself after a few sips of Feng Mo.

But when Mo Qi asked him for calligraphy homework, he couldn't help being dumbfounded -- "What... what calligraphy homework?"

Mo Qi had a serious expression, "I asked you to practice calligraphy more when I left yesterday, did you forget?"

Feng Mo faltered and hesitated, and didn't say why for a long time.

Mo Qi felt that she could not get used to the bad habit, so she asked Feng Mo to go out and jump frog ten times around the yard very seriously.

Feng Mo was a little frightened when he heard the ten laps, but when he saw Mo Qi's expressionless face, he didn't dare to say no, so he could only obediently follow the pose Mo Qi demonstrated, and circled around Xiaoyuan started to jump up.

"This is your punishment, you have to remember in the future, the study tasks I gave you must be completed!" Mo Qi reminded while supervising.

Feng Mo read a few words brokenly, her face was a little dissatisfied, but the bottom of her heart seemed to be dipped in honey, sweetened layer by layer.

Mo Qi's supervision was a bit boring. Seeing that the moonlight was just right tonight, he simply found a branch from the ground, and in the middle of the small courtyard, he began to demonstrate the sword skills he had learned in the past few days.

This swordsmanship is much better than Feng Mo's embroidered fists and embroidered legs a few days ago. The touch is like falling leaves in the autumn wind, and it is as fast as thunder and lightning.

"I want to learn too!"

Mo Qi stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced lightly at Feng Mo who was still squatting, and said, "Have you read all the words, have you finished jumping the frog, what sword are you learning?"

Feng Mo pursed her mouth, the child looked extremely cute, "But I just want to learn!"

Mo Qi walked over and slapped his buttocks with a branch, "Jump or not?"

Feng Mo pouted aggrievedly, snorted, and then continued with the unfinished punishment.

When the countdown was approaching, Feng Mo heard the person in the middle of the small courtyard say: "You don't need me to teach you the sword in the future, the master you worship is a ruthless Taoist, and his swordsmanship is second to none."

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