[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

The Pisces jade pendant was very important to Mo Bai, but he did have a mysterious feeling at that moment that he had to give the jade pendant to that boy.

Although in the next hundred years, he completely forgot it as if he had never owned the jade pendant, but when he saw the cracked black fish-shaped jade, the vivid memory returned to his body in an instant.

He saved her again.

It's just that in the past, she was still a child who was not as tall as his waist, but in a short period of time, she has grown into a delicate and lovely woman.

She said she named herself Jinnu.

Jinnu said that she has been looking for him, and she doesn't ask for anything, as long as she can stay by his side and guard a small corner.

Mo Bai looked at the girl's blush cheeks and the pair of Qiushui Qiutong, and sighed inwardly.

He pulled away the wrist covered by the wide cuff, revealing the dark mark.

Unsurprisingly, the girl was furious and asked loudly who did it.With fiery spiritual power coupled with a red dress, she is like a burning fire, trying to burn those who blaspheme her gods so that even the ashes cannot be left behind.

Mo Bai shook his head. "I do it voluntarily."

In Jinnv's incredulous eyes, he thought of that black figure, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"I'll wait for him."

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Before Mo appeared, Mo Bai thought that the man had recovered his memory.

But when he really saw that figure appearing in front of him and found that his eyes were full of doubts, Mo Bai's uneasy but lively heart was suddenly soaked by ice water.

The young man who always liked to talk and joke tightly pursed his lips, not daring to vent his breath.

And Mo Lian was holding his wrist tightly, as if he would disappear if he didn't pay attention the next second.

The pain from the imprint is spreading to the whole body little by little.

That is the imprint of the ownership contract, and more people like to call it a slave contract.

The owner is dissatisfied, unhappy, and even if there is even a trace of negative emotions, the person who is branded will feel pain like a thousand cuts.

Mo Bai's skin was always cold and pale, so even if the pain was extreme right now, nothing could be seen on his bloodless face.

Mo Bai wanted to ask when Mo Lian signed the contract with him.

He even thought about all the possible answers and how he should answer, but he didn't want to ask at this moment.

Mo Lian didn't remember anything, so why ask?

Therefore, when his favorite Mo Lian almost yelled "With my mark, you are mine!", Mo Bai's expression and eyes seemed to be treating an annoyed child.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, I am yours, and I will follow you wherever you go."

Everything that happened later was important to Mo Bai, but not important.

Important because he was with this person almost all the time.

It doesn't matter, and it's because, as long as you can be with this person, it doesn't matter what happens, good or bad, it doesn't matter.

Mo Bai watched him laugh, watched him make fun of the people around him, and watched him act like a baby in front of him.

Mo Bai even wanted to ignore him, embrace the man in his arms, and kiss his beautiful black eyes, thin lips, and slender neck, but he held back.

He didn't know where his impulse came from, but he vaguely knew that he couldn't do that.

Since coming to Guishen, the feeling of trance has become more and more frequent, but it is not as serious as before.As the number of times grew, the discomfort had little effect on him, and even a person who had never been separated every day did not notice his abnormality.

And that night, he remembered everything.

——It turns out that the person who has forgotten the past has never been that person, but him.

Mo Bai shrank into a corner where the moonlight could not reach, he was carrying a book, but several hours passed, but he did not turn a page.

And his favorite black god just rushed over at this moment, and rushed into his heart.

Mo slept peacefully in his arms, while Mo Bai—perhaps, he should be called God Lord, Luo—just turned his head and looked at the moon through the hollow decoration holes in the window.

In this world, the moon should be pure black, so there should be no moonlight.

In Luo Lan's eyes, the moon was like a round and transparent colorful bubble, and the gorgeous rainbow light on the surface completely covered up its original appearance.

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Luo was still wrong.He overestimated the "capacity" of this body.

He thought he could wake up longer, but he didn't expect that when the sun rose the next day and the scorching and dazzling sunlight covered the never-moving rainbow moon in the sky, the condition of that body was unprecedentedly serious.

It's not even as good as "Mo Bai" who lost his memory back then.

His perception of the surroundings became more and more sluggish, and when it reached a certain critical value, everything was plunged into darkness in an instant.

He felt like a stream of water, merging and separating in the vast ocean, he was supported by the water, and moved forward in the direction of the water flow.

In this kind of uncontrollable forward movement, those blurred scenes in the past are surprisingly clear at this moment.

It was a giant tree, the trunk and branches had been dyed gray, and under the tree, rainbow lights of various sizes and shapes gathered.

Suddenly, he heard a sigh.

The voice was so familiar, he thought for a long time before finally recalling where he had heard it.

He stopped and stopped going with the flow.

Luo opened his eyes, and the giant tree was still in front of him—in fact, he was not drifting, he was always here.

He is all things, countless and absent.

A burst of intense white light suddenly burst out from the trunk of the giant tree. The grayness seemed to have been dispelled and purified, and the treetops had returned to the pure white they once were.

And on the snow-white and slender treetops, a pair of eagle claws appeared.

Luo still couldn't control his senses freely, so he took some effort to move his gaze upwards.

The head of a harpy, plump feathers, skin like creamy fat, and a beautiful appearance.

Her eyes were full of unresolved sorrow, which made those dark blue pupils appear even deeper.

"Why are you there?"

Luo didn't know how to answer, because in fact, he didn't even know who he was or where he was at the moment.

In fact, she just sighed like that.She spoke again, her voice was like a gloomy cold spring hitting the blue rock, ethereal and melodious.

"Wherever you want, I will definitely help, even if..."

He couldn't make out the last few words, because Lo saw the flakes of her feathers falling off her body and turning into a breeze.

As the breeze blew past, strands of divine power appeared in the air like gossamer strands, each strand reflecting a moving blue light.

And as a powerful cyan divine power rushed into the tree trunk, he suddenly returned to his five senses and heard a loud noise.

"Bam—"

His wandering consciousness finally came back.