Chapter 17:

When I went to Nothing Hall with Mo Qing, I didn’t eat God’s Pills and I didn’t move. I stood on the doorpost and stared at me with tears in my face:
Small Devil, you must keep me well. Body, I... I am still a big niece..."
Speaking of who is not the same, I squinted and she immediately added: "You can't be chaotic! Control yourself!"
This decent disciple, thinking about something in his head every day, knows what happened to the sun-filling yin?
I didn't pay attention to her. With the footsteps of Mo Qing, I left the drama peak.
This time, Mo Qing did not use his technique of instant shooting. He just took me, like a walk after a meal, and walked all the way from the Yueyue Peak to the main peak. He walked down the sunset and the sunset disappeared until the moon was empty. .
For a long time, he didn't talk, he only walked with his hands in front. I am also silent behind him.
I wonder, Mo Qing is estimated to be learning the little young people who talk about love, and when they are full, they will come out and hang out, saying that they can enhance their feelings, although I feel that this kind of strolling has no effect, but because I am now To seduce him, so make him happy and happy. and……
Since I left the forbidden grave, I haven’t strolled through the Dust Mountain. I’m walking around now, but I’ve also reviewed the past feelings.
Ascending the spacious staircase in front of the main peak of the Dust Mountain, I looked up and looked at the unreachable heights, where I stood the most embarrassing building of my door - no evil hall.
I haven’t looked up from this angle for a long time, and I remember the first time I came here.
I set off from my hometown and went to the back mountain of the Dust Mountain. I accidentally hit a famous world, saved the blue, and then took him over the mountains and went to the front of Shun'an Town. Later, the person in the inn knew the identity of the magic repair, so he was rushed out by the inn guard of Xianfa.
I was so badly injured at the right time that I didn't have the strength to entangle them, and I led the ink, and it was a trek, and I entered the Dust Mountain.
At that time, the Dust Mountain was still a hundred miles of barren hills. Only the main temple still had a waste temple. Now, the wide-scale ladder in front of the mountain is the one that I later built and repaired. At that time, on the road on the mountain, there was only a slate with a shoulder width. There was a road, no road, no grass, no moss, and I was carrying a silent blue ink. Step by step, from the bottom of the mountain, climbing the broken The ladder went up to the temple.
Finally, I found a place to rest for a while.
I lived with Mo Qing in the temple. I didn’t eat it in the temple. I went out to pick the fruit every day, and I could live without eating anything. Every day, my mouth was filled with no smell and it was not refreshing. Sometimes I grabbed the fruit picked by the ink.
I don't like sweetness. I take the unripe fruit that he picked. It's sour and sour. I like this taste. So Mo Qing will pay attention to the green fruit on the roadside, and bring me two to come back to solve the problem every day.
After careful consideration, at that time, I didn't really think that the clowns were ugly, because I felt that he was honestly bullying, and that loyalty and my heart was also very cute. Which thought...
In those years, I sent him to the door and looked at it. Why did you look at it?
I still have to have a lot of imbalances in my heart, so I can kill myself directly to him. I was born with a sigh of relief, and I stopped sighing and stopped.
Mo Qing stood on the upper two steps and turned to look at me. He was behind the bright moon and bright eyes: "Master." I was a little wronged and looked at him with contempt: "This road is too long, I am tired." Or...you take me off the road."
To let the door owner back, this is actually a request that slightly undermines his high coldness and majesty.
However, to talk about love, it is necessary to slowly propose a more excessive request than before, in the process of getting along with the whale swallowing the territory of the other party. Until the depth of the hinterland, the mountain is king, and finally the other side of the world, control and palm.
I just want to try it now. He likes this body, and he can condone to what extent.
"Come here." He really called me, without hesitation, let me stand on a ladder higher than him, squatting on his back, and then carrying me up. Then step by step, frankly continue to climb up the ladder.
He is so open and refreshed, perhaps... In his heart, he did not feel that this action was detrimental to majesty. I wonder if he still feels a little sneak, because the person he likes is spoiled by him, so even if I say tired, he would rather satisfy me, carry me, and don’t want to go back, no evil. temple.
Oh, little boring, can't see you still a love seed.
I hugged his neck and squatted on his back. The palm of his hand was gently attached to his chest. I looked for a position. Here is his heart. If I mention the sports, the fingers are claws...
I paused and touched the black clothes of Mo Qing, and then examined the material of his collar by moonlight. The East Sea crepe, the material made from the scales of the scorpion, did not have the foundation of the North Mountain Lord. It is absolutely impossible to tear this thing away. If there is no foundation for the North Mountain Master, then it is also possible to cut off the weapon that can reach half of the power of the sword.
However, I have nothing, only a weak internal interest can make my fingers grow sharp nails.
When I got on time, I became safe. It seems that to kill Mo Qing, I must not only improve my skill, but also be close to him. It is better to be close to him when he takes off his clothes. It is best and best. Sword to make it easier for me to act.
I kneel on his back, his head leaning on his shoulder, and taking the index finger on his chest to circle: "Master." I deliberately softened the tone and whispered in his ear. "The last time the North Mountain Lord bullied me. Ah, I took the green steel crutches. I heard that the Nanshan master’s hand, in addition to saving people, can also kill people invisible. They are all very powerful, but I have no weapons in my body..."
"Do you have weapons you like in the four seas?"
I like Wan Jian, you give it to me!
I refused to say this, because I said that it is estimated that deeper feelings can be completely broken: "Before I was in Xianmen, I heard that there is a sword above the island of Xiandao. It was built in the foothills. A piece of steel stone, polished by the thunder and wind, day after day, turned out to be a sword, it..."
Mo Qing looks like a slight smile: "Shen a sword, it is a good taste." Listening to this tone, it is really very pampering to praise me.
I was so inexplicably stopped by this tone, after all... In my memory, I rarely heard anyone talking to me like this. I coughed and found my own seduce, and continued to circle in front of the ink green chest: "That Master..."
"Be busy tomorrow, help you take it every other day."
Xiandao is far away, and there are all kinds of Tiancheng fascias, guarding the beasts, and the technique of instant shadows is limited in those places. When I was alive, I have been thinking about this sword for a while, but also because of affairs. Busy, and lazy to take, Mo Qing this promise, but let me save a desire to complete.
My heart is happy, even with him killing me, this thing is not so careless, I hold him with a passion: "Master, you are tired of me, you will not bother me, do you want to rest child?"
Mo Qing asked me a word about the bull's head: "Is the moon beautiful?"
"Ah?" I looked up and looked at the sky. There was no cloud and no stars. "Good-looking."
"Like it?"
"Like it."
My arm was holding the ink in front, and the palm of my hand was stuck on his chest. I only felt that his chest was slightly shocked. It seemed to be laughing: "Like it."
This moment, in front of no one, no one, wide and quiet, quiet and silent long steps, I do not know why, I actually feel that my heart jumps, there is a legend, was ... ... ... complex, heartbeat .
I think it must be this body, too much to withstand the love of others.