become a demon [rebirth]

"It should be a trick to blind one's eyes." Dao said, shaking his head.

It can disappear so quickly and silently, unless it borrows the power of the upper realm.But the way of heaven will not allow it, this will destroy the balance of the whole real world.

However, after thinking about it, he suddenly asked: "Have you verified the authenticity of this news?"

Chu Huainan froze, then lowered his eyes, and said softly, "I'll go check it out."

It's not that he doesn't understand the meaning of this Demon Lord, but he doesn't want to think about it.

Because if this is a deception, the intention must be big, and his being deceived means that there is an inner ghost in the sect.

He was once betrayed by the entire sect, and some shadows were left in his heart.Even though this is not bad to him now, those people are also "good" to him.

"Take care." Can be regarded as a friend, Dao Yanyan said silently.

If the guess is true, this trip must be more or less ominous.

"En." Chu Huainan nodded slightly, and led Zhang Daniu away.

Watching their backs for a long time, Dao Yaoyan suddenly knocked on the folding fan, and said sadly: "I just forgot to ask him for the money he wanted to send his apprentice."

Mo Zheng: "...Let's go."

Holding Dao Huayan's hand, Mo Zheng dragged Dao Huayan out like a sack. Since the master is coming tomorrow, they should rent a room.

After being dragged away for a while, Dao Yaoyan suddenly withdrew his hand.

Mo Zheng opened his empty hands, looked back at him, and asked silently: What's wrong?

Dao Yanyan pursed his lips and smiled, and lowered his voice to be persuasive: "Of course your way of pulling people is not quite right."

How should I pull it?

Mo Zheng looked at that hand with beautiful knuckles and was at a loss for what to do.While thinking about Ah Xuan's recent affairs more and more.

The smile on Dao Yaoyan's lips was even bigger, he clasped his hand, and put his ten fingers into his fingertips.

He coaxed in a low voice: "Naturally, the fingers are tightly intertwined and will never be separated."

"It's really a big heart."

Mo Zheng mocked with a light smile.

However, the overly deceptive affection revealed in the tone turned this mockery into a whisper between lovers.

He let go of one hand, and slowly pulled him out of the alley in a walking posture.

Light and shadow passed through the gray roof feathers, elongating their shadows and slowly melting into one.

……

"What? Do you know that person?" An old man with his hands behind his back stopped and asked.

The person who was asked was a young man with long hair neatly tied behind his head by a feather crown, and golden sword patterns embroidered on his wide robe sleeves, with a calm expression.

He turned his face to one side, lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "No. It just looks familiar."

The ecstasy of that moment has been cleaned up, and he is that senior brother of the Qingjian sect whose every move is like a gentleman in a book, and no one can find any faults.

Because that person is always happy and won't be so obvious.

The old man stroked his beard and frowned. He could see that his apprentice had something on his mind. After all, he had never seen his apprentice have such a strong obsession with anyone since he was accepted as an apprentice.

He is old, but not dazzled, and he is very surprised by the appearance that the eyeballs can't wait to stick to people.

Finally, he said: "If you look familiar, let's go get acquainted. It's good to have another friend."

As for whether that person will be willing?

It's not that he said, but it took only two years to cultivate to the Dao Soul Realm. If it weren't for the lack of resources of the Qingjian Sect, it would definitely be able to reach a higher level.This kind of talent, which is almost at the level of a monster, will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future.Who would not want to have fellowship with him?

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

The old man waved his hand helplessly.

His apprentice is good at everything, but he pays too much attention to etiquette.

……

After a while, Mo Zheng found an inn that was not fully occupied.Although some unpleasant things happened because of disagreements during the stay.

"Tsk," Dao Yaoyan frowned and looked at the faded corner of the table, "Can't you find a better place?"

Mo Zheng turned his head expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Do you insist on choosing a flashy selling treasury?"

"Who says it's flashy?" Dao raised his eyebrows and said, "If there is something in it that makes me get what I want, it's really practical!"

Now Mo Zheng sneered directly: "There is a beautiful woman to accompany you, so it is really practical?"

If he hadn't stopped in time, Ah Xuan would have taken him to a brothel for a night.

"It's not like I haven't lived there before."

Seeing Mo Zheng's imposing manner, Mozun immediately gave up, and muttered in a low voice: "Besides, what beauty do you need? She is not as good-looking as you."

Mo Zheng didn't know what expression to put on.

Dao was still talking nonsense, and his words were full of regret.

"Besides, they are also specialized in that kind of thing. There must be a lot of good things. Those Longyang Jiujiu 81 styles I showed you before..."

"To shut up."

Suddenly interrupted, Dao yelled and subconsciously looked in Mo Zheng's direction, only to see that his face turned red immediately, as if he had been coated with peach blossom juice, it was really pretty.

Dao's nonsense couldn't help evoking a meaningful smile: "Chunxiang Secret History, in the room..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was firmly gagged, and the dazzling face was infinitely enlarged in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he sensed the man's separation, he smiled and kissed back more intensely.

Tongues entangled with each other, and even the smell of blood oozed out of the mouth fiercely, and the sound of water all turned into ambiguous murmurs.

Xiao Er, who was about to come up to welcome the guests, saw this scene and could only stand there in embarrassment, turning his head away, but couldn't help but look at it.

The person outside the door who was about to come in saw this scene, and the hands covered in the sleeves of the wide robes were clenched into fists, the knuckles were blue, and even trembling.

Dao seemed to be aware of the lie, and stretched out his hand to cover Mo Zheng's face, ending the kiss.

He didn't want his good looks to be seen by others.

Then he glanced at the person at the door from the corner of his eye, indescribably provocative.Seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar face, he suddenly curled his lips into a smile, indescribably strange.

Still an acquaintance.

He clasped Mo Zheng's hand and intertwined his fingers so that the man could see clearly.

Throwing a few pieces of Lingyu to the waiter in the shop, he dragged the man upstairs.If possible, he would never want to give that person a chance to get to know him in his life.

His crooked thoughts can be regarded as palpable now.

The man rushed over suddenly, tugged on Mo Zheng's sleeve and called out: "Eldest brother."

The end is mournful and lingering, and the desolation in it rolls out, drowning the young man in front of him in an instant, making people's nose sour.

Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of familiarity filled my heart.

Mo Zheng sized him up for a while, and confirmed that there was no such person in the academy, and even if he was from the academy, he would not call him a big brother.Looking at those eyes again, he guessed the meaning of the future person.

Then he turned his head and looked at Dao Lianyan who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

A few days ago, one came back from the night, and another one came in a short time. Could it be that he was really a philanderer before he lost his memory?

He pulled back his sleeves, and said in a distant and indifferent tone, "You've got the wrong person."

"No, you are my senior brother, my only senior brother." The man was as firm as a rock.

Could it be that they met before entering the academy? Mo Zheng frowned and said vigilantly: "I don't know you."

Subconsciously, he didn't say the words of amnesia.

The man choked, but smiled, and said softly as if he had realized something: "It's okay, we can get to know each other again."

Mo Zheng didn't say anything more, he pulled Dao Yaoyan around him and went upstairs, before entering the room, he glanced at his sleeve that was ripped off.

At that moment, a divine thought was branded on it.

Soon, he came back to his senses and entered the house.

Dao's nonsense behind him evoked an inexplicable smile.

……

After talking nonsense with Dao for a while, when he closed his eyes, Mo Zheng went downstairs.

A bright moon hangs high in the backyard of the inn, and the young man sits alone, with a jug of wine and several small white jade cups on the stone table in front of him.The wine was boiling hot on a small stove.From the pile of burnt ashes under the furnace, it can be seen that he has been waiting for a long time.

Smelling the light fragrance wafting from the air, Mo Zheng concluded that the wine should be made from peach blossoms.

The message from the previous divine sense was to invite him to talk about daytime affairs.Now he came down at the appointment in order to explore the inexplicable sense of familiarity in him.

After he went upstairs, he thought about the scene just now over and over again, the more he thought about it, the more familiar he became, as if he had seen this person a long time ago.He concluded that there should be some entanglement between them, but he didn't know who owed whom.

"You knew me before?" He cut to the chase.

"Aren't you going to sit down and have a glass of wine?" The man's demeanor was impeccable, which made people feel good.

Mo Zheng looked at him but always felt a subtle sense of disobedience.

At this moment, the young man had already lifted the red seal, poured the wine and handed it to the table in front of Mo Zheng.

The aroma of wine overflowed from the red seal and became more and more mellow. If an old alcoholic came, he might be intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Mo Zheng was silent for a long time, took a sip and stopped drinking.

"Why, don't you like it?" The young man frowned, he clearly remembered that his favorite wine was this kind of wine, and the ones hidden in his residence were no different.

Mo Zheng shook his head, and replied indifferently: "The taste is not right."

The young man's face twisted for a moment.But in an instant, it changed back again. Mo Zheng looked at it and felt that it was even more exciting than the opera he saw on the street just now.

"My name is Yin Xihun, and I am the senior brother of the Qing Sword Sect. I don't know your surname or who is it? I see that you are very handsome, can I make friends with you?"

"You knew me before?" Facing the young man's repeated irrelevant questions, Mo Zheng finally couldn't help but increase his tone.

Yin Xi's soul froze, and his expression was complicated: "Naturally, we met in the past life, and we will meet again in this life."

Mo Zheng: "..."

After reading the script of this routine countless times, can't you be a little innovative?

Originally, he was going to find out the unknown facts, but he was beaten face to face, saying that he just wanted to strike up a conversation and express his pursuit, Mo Zheng expressed his heart tired.

He turned and walked upstairs.

Looking at the back of the elder brother who left in the dust, Yin Xihun felt that the situation at that time was slowly overlapping with it.

Here and there, the mountains are high and the water is far away, and Yin and Yang are separated.

He couldn't help crying and shouted loudly: "Are you willing to stay with that person forever, but don't want to know me again?"

Every word and sentence, like crying blood, seems to tear people's hearts apart.

Finally, Mo Zheng stopped in his tracks.