Floating like a dream · Chasing the heart

Mo Lan is not a person who follows others' opinions. Although Yuan Ming's analysis is logical, it is still a bit far-fetched to ask him to believe that what Cang Wu did to him was just because of a ridiculous bet, and then take revenge on him.Even if Cang Wu's sudden change later is doubtful, but the memories of being in love with Mo Lian in Canglang Mountain should be true, right?If he hadn't thought about him from the beginning, no matter how much he teased him, he would still ignore it with Cangwu's temperament.

But after hearing Yuanming's words, his heart still couldn't control his pounding.

Why did Canggo never question him about the bet?Do you not care, or do you deliberately avoid it?And he, really doesn't care?

Before Cangwu opened his mouth to say that he liked him, why did he agree to be nice to him?It seems to be because of that piano?Because he put forward a condition, as long as he repaired the Yaoqin, Cangwu would treat him well.

It can be seen that Cang Wu really cherishes that qin, but that qin originally belonged to Mo Yao.What kind of thoughts did Cang Wu have in order to cherish the old man's zither so dearly?To be friendly with him is to take advantage of the trend, or what?

Maybe, as Cangwu said, when he was a black lotus, he and Cangwu did have some memories of cuddling each other in Canglang Mountain, but when you think about it carefully, people like Cangwu will really be kind to you. Are you in love with a lotus that can't bloom?It's not so much pity, it's better to say it's a gift of charity, that's why he was scooped up to Yaochi, giving him a chance to become an immortal.

But such a person who should be grateful to him, barks his teeth and claws in front of him and provokes him wantonly. If it were him, he would hate himself for raising a wolf for nothing, right?Then, it is not surprising that Canglang Mountain's deep feelings and memories are said to be lies woven for revenge.

The pain and pleasure of being ruthlessly pierced into the body suddenly became unbearable, and it was clearly distorted again, coming in bursts.

Yuanming looked at him in a daze, knowing that he had been hit hard, and wanted to comfort him, but he was really not good at comforting a gentleman with gentle words. Suddenly, he thought of something, and said, "There is one more thing to do." One thing, do you still remember the Mo Yao God I mentioned to you earlier? I thought about it all day yesterday, and I couldn’t bear it anymore and went to my mother’s place to make a routine. Guess what? It’s wrong! It’s all wrong It’s not that Mo Yao yearns for the old man, but the old man has always liked Mo Yao in his heart. In the final analysis, the uncle is the poor person who was abandoned..."

"Mo Yao?" Mo Lan seemed to laugh, but didn't seem to have any, suddenly raised his head and asked, "What kind of person is Mo Yao?"

Yuanming looked at his expression carefully, and didn't see anything unusual. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I don't know too well. I wasn't born when Mo Yao was robbed, but my mother mentioned two things yesterday. In other words, it's a coincidence that I heard from my mother that Mo Yao's unrestrained nature is a bit similar to you. The mother also said that your eyes are also surprisingly similar to Mo Yao. Reincarnated as a human, I really have to think that you are the reincarnation of Mo Yao! However, speaking of this, I suddenly have an idea... Tell me, if it wasn't for revenge, would Master Uncle treat you because of this? ..."

Mo Lan glanced at him indifferently, "If the prince is a mortal, don't you read too many books?"

Yuanming said awkwardly, "Aren't I worried about you? If my uncle really feels pity for you because you are similar to Mo Yao, it will be better than chopping you up with a knife, right? It is better to have hope than to have no hope. We did it." My brother for so many years, tell me how to watch you die with no scum left, and there is no direction to offer you incense sticks in the coming year."

Mo Lan said: "The prince thinks too much. If I really die, why should I leave a strand of soul dregs hanging on the prince's bed every night, so as to continue the friendship between you and my brother forever."

Yuan Ming imagined the mysterious "harmony" scene, and couldn't help shivering, and was about to wave his hands to reject the heavy friendship from his good brother, when a small figure suddenly appeared outside the hall.

The little monk raised his bald head, clasped his hands together at the door, and said with big dark eyes, "Your Highness, Immortal Mo Lan."

"Hey, isn't this the little Buddhist monk?" Yuan Ming leaned on the table and half turned around, beckoning to the little monk. The little monk didn't know why, but he walked over obediently.As soon as he approached, Yuanming stretched out his hand, and touched the slippery head twice wickedly. Looking at the little monk's flushed face, he said with a smile: "This is the lower realm, so what's the trouble?" , came here specially to ask Brother Mo to help you fight and kill Buddhism and Taoism?"

The little monk solemnly bowed down, "Amitabha, what His Highness the Crown Prince said is wrong. Immortal Molan's descending to the realm is to eliminate sins and save the common people. It is a great kindness, not fighting and killing."

Yuanming said, "Aren't they all the same?"

The little monk said: "How can this be the same, it is obviously different——"

"Okay, okay, it's different if you say it's different." Mo Lan glared at him, Yuan Ming had no choice but to give up and continue to tease the little monk, interrupted the little monk, and asked for Mo Lan: "Then what is it this time?" An errand?"

"Recently, the sea of ​​blood has been churning, and the resentment has skyrocketed, which has attracted many demons and ghosts to gather in the sea of ​​blood in hell. The Venerable said that this omen is unknown, and it may indicate that there will be a great evil that threatens to turmoil the three worlds in the near future. Before that, we must kill them all Resentment, empty the sea of ​​blood, only then can the evil spirits be prevented from breaking through the sea of ​​blood and causing harm to the world."

After the little monk left, Mo Lan chased away the chattering Prince Yuanming, and jumped onto the roof of Xuanyou Hall with two jars of wine.

Drinking alone under the moon is a very elegant and elegant thing.But my buddy is different, half a jar of cat pee can't find the north, and he starts to howl at the top of his throat.The song floated out of the seven heavens, and the startled colorful bird dozing off in the cloud quilt flapped its wings and fell down the cloud layer. The gatekeeper's body shook, and the golden bell rang all night long.

Unbearable, some people finally jumped out of their dormitories one after another, yelling at the sky: "Which soulless ghost cries and howls in the middle of the night, don't you want someone to sleep! Be careful, you will be punished by heaven, a thunder will beat you back to your mother's womb!"

Cang Wu just came out from the emperor and was about to go back to Yuyao Hall, when he heard the vaguely familiar "sound of nature", he couldn't help but stop and look in the direction of Xuanyou Hall.

When Cang Wu found the sound and came to Xuanyou Hall, he saw Mo Lan holding the wine jar with one hand and his mouth with the other on the dark roof, singing to the moon with great interest, looking very happy.

With a movement of his body, Cang Wu was already sitting beside Mo Lan, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Mo Lan's slightly swaying waist.Mo Ling blinked drunkenly, put down his hands and looked to the side, and suddenly grinned, "So it's Cang Wu, you're here!"

Cang Wu said "hmm", glanced at the wine jar that was about to bottom out, and said, "You seem to be in a good mood."

Mo Lan laughed loudly, "You've seen it all! It's amazing!"

Cangwu was infected by his atmosphere, and the corners of his mouth were stained with a little smile, "Is there anything happy about it?"

Mo Ling shook his head and leaned in front of him. Cangwu seemed to feel that this was still not safe enough, so he immediately picked up Mo Lan who was twisting around, put him on his lap, and clenched his arms tightly.

The back is tightly pressed against the chest, blocking the bone-piercing cool wind behind him, as if something is hot, and something seems to be colder.Mo Lan picked up another jug ​​of wine, stuffed it into Cang Wu's hand, and motioned Cang Wu to drink it too.

Mo Ling grinned and said, "Aren't you happy? But I'm very happy. I'm happy to hear you say you like me. I'm happy to sleep with you. I'm also happy when you hold me like this. In these hundreds of years, I have never I'm as happy as I am today."

Cang Wu lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes was lingering like water, "I am also very happy."

But Mo Lan didn't look up at him, nestled in his arms, took a big sip of wine, and said to himself, "Is this your second time in Xuanyou Palace? Isn't it shabby and cold? Look, it's pitch black everywhere." Yes, there is no one who holds a lamp, oh, I forgot to buy candles... Yes, I have always been alone, eating alone, sleeping alone, fighting alone, and finishing fighting alone When I got back, I was still alone... That boy Yuanming said, I am a kennel where no one comes to shit, haha, of course a mad dog must live in a kennel, he is just talking nonsense... "..."

Cang Wu frowned, Mo Lan was obviously drunk, and his speech had begun to be confused.But what caught his attention was Mo Lan's nonchalant tone when he said these words, which made him think of Mo Lan's lonely and desolate figure alone in those days and nights.

With a slight pain in his heart, he hugged the person in his arms even tighter. "You are not alone."

·······In fact, this is not the second time I have come to Xuanyou Palace, but the countless times I have stood here looking at you who is lonely and cold, and countless times I have wanted to reach out to hug you and warm you, but you don't know.

Mo Lan laughed, "Yeah, I'm no longer alone, I have you. So, I'm very happy, I want to shout out, I want everyone to know, from now on I will Mo Lan is no longer a stinky shit, because their most holy and virtuous king likes me, hahahaha..."

"Well... I like you and will always be with you."

That night, they drank all the wine in Xuanyou Palace. It was the first time that Mo Lan got really drunk, and it was also the first time in Cang Wu's life that he lost his mind after drinking.Because Mo Ling said he was happy, happy, Cang Wu wanted to get drunk with him.

After being drunk, Cang Wu showed a madness and brutality that he didn't have in normal times. With a single palm, he shattered the glazed tiles under him, and fell to the bedroom floor together with Mo Lan in his arms.The Xuanyou Hall is no better than the Yuyao Hall. There is no blanket on the ground that can sink half of the sole of your foot when you step on it. It is hard and cold to the bone.Mo Lan had poor endurance, so he screamed after shaking.

Little did he know that Cang Wu went mad when he yelled, and tore his robe and underwear to pieces with a sneer, even though he was drunk and passed out, rolling around on the ground so naked, he was also woken by the ice for three minutes .

Mo Lan shouted: "Bed! Bed..."

Although the bed in Xuanyou Palace is also hard, it is made of wood, which is much easier to roll than the ice-like floor.

It's a pity that before he yelled twice, his lips were blocked tightly, and the fierce kiss fell like a storm, pulling the little bit of clarity he had left into chaos.

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