Mirror of Samsara

Days, in fact, every day is almost the same,

It's just who you live with that will make a gap in your heart.

Mo Yuan sat alone in the courtyard by the lotus pond, fiddling with the chess game in front of him, not fully thinking about it,

From time to time, he listened carefully to Shi Qi, who was talking to Jin Lian by the lotus pond,

She chuckled in her heart, who would chat with Duo Jinlian, after all, it was a young daughter's house.

Since Shi Qi took care of the golden lotus, this golden lotus seems to be a little different?

He has maintained it with Yuanshen for tens of thousands of years, hoping to fulfill his entrustment to God the Father.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at the back of Xiao Shiqi lying on his stomach, and asked himself: When did my eyes always follow her petite figure?

When did I become very sensitive to her emotions.

He is the only son of God the Father, destined to live to protect the world.

He has already made up his mind to sacrifice for the world at any time,

That's why he doesn't accept female disciples, and he doesn't get close to women,

For tens of thousands of years, she has been pure-hearted and ascetic, and cut off all love in the world of mortals,

He didn't marry a wife and have children early like Emperor Fox,

I don't even bother to learn from Emperor Donghua, and just cut off the marriage, and it's over from then on.

Because he is very confident in himself,

It is absolutely impossible for him to be emotional with any woman in this life, so why bother.

All of his choices are just to complete the mission on his shoulders without distraction.

But subtly, he seemed to have some ties,

Shi Qiben is the most talented of all his disciples, but he never even let her touch the sword. The other disciples have already equipped swords, but he is selfishly afraid that the sword Wuyan will accidentally hurt her. Temperament, it is too frizzy.

As a master, he never urged her to be serious about her studies, taught her formations and spells, and she still can't remember them all.

Le—she likes to listen, but unfortunately, that fox's head is always clueless, and he doesn't understand what he listens to.

In the past 2 years, he seems to have been intentionally growing up with her nature, and never sculpted deliberately. Would it be too much of a waste of her talent?

He thought in his heart, as long as she is my Kunlun Xu's disciple for a day, he will never let her lose a hair or suffer a little loss, it doesn't matter if she grows or not.

It's good for her to stay happily in Kunlunxu every day...stay by his side...

But if one day he is gone, who will stand by her side to protect her?

He frowned, withdrew his gaze, and lowered his head to hold the chess piece in his hand. He hadn't dropped the chess piece for a long time, feeling a little sad.

Shi Qi finished complaining to Xiao Jinlian, feeling much happier, and skipped to Mo Yuan's side, seeing that the master seemed to be worried about the chess game,

She naturally sat next to the master,

She is used to wrapping a small hand around the master's arm, and then resting her whole head on the master's arm, with her small face rubbing against it unconsciously. This is a habit she has developed unconsciously over the years.

Shi Qi looked at the chess game and pointed to a place on the board, saying: Master, you can play here.

Mo Yuan slightly turned his head and glanced at her, his cold and handsome face could only be tender when facing her,

Seeing her seriousness, he couldn't help chuckling. Although Zheyan turned her into a man, he couldn't change her daughter's nature.

She didn't know that boys would not have so much physical contact with men like her from time to time, especially between master and apprentice.

Didn't she ever realize that her seniors all respected him, unlike her...

Seventeen has been thrown to her fourth brother by her parents since she was [-] years old, and then she has been following the fourth brother, wandering in Taolin for ten miles, going to sea and causing trouble.Even if you get into trouble, you will be covered by a broken face,

Qingqiu doesn't like red tape, and no one will restrain her,

So her awareness of women and men was already vague.

Mo Yuan doesn't like to be close to others, others are also afraid of his majesty and noble status, dare not get close to him,

But Xiao Shiqi's little unconscious movements made him feel happy from time to time,

For example, she would hold his hand to beg for forgiveness, sometimes she would bump into him when she was not paying attention when walking, and when she was sleepy, she would fall asleep on his lap,

Seeing his frowning, she would say: Master, you like to frown so much, what a waste of this little boy!

Little boy, on the day of apprenticeship, she said in front of her face that he was not like a god of war, but rather like the little boy she often saw in drama scripts, having a private meeting with a rich lady in the back garden.

He also asked him worriedly: Master, how can you afford Xuanyuan Sword like this!

He listened, not only not angry, but smiled

At that time, Mo Yuan only felt that this little girl had a weird head and a pure and cute personality, which made him feel inexplicably fond of her.

Thinking of the scene when they met at the beginning of the year, the corners of Mo Yuan's mouth slightly raised, thinking of him as a god of war, an imposing man, but Seventeen said he looked like a little boy.