Mrs. Kuaishou proposes to remarry online

Chapter 172

Mu Luo was sitting not far away, she shook her head slightly disappointed, but the next second, He Chaosheng's eyes fell on her.

Mu Luo was stunned for a moment, and she was relieved until He Chaosheng turned her head back silently.

Sure enough, even He Chaosheng couldn't see a person with a negative presence.

As the old saying goes: time dilutes all things.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Chaosheng, I...don't know what to do when I woke up this morning. I really want to think about Master's affairs, but..." Ying Xueer tapped her head and said, "But my head It seems that there is nothing here, which is strange, isn’t it?”

"Me too..." He Zhaosheng clenched his fists and said, "Is this another trick she wants to escape? I knew... there would be such a day sooner or later! You may forget who your master is one day, but I must never forget."

Although He Chaosheng is full of confidence, the system settings are the framework of the world and cannot be changed.

He Chaosheng left, and Mu Luo had nothing to do, so he went with He Chaosheng. Anyway, no one can notice her now, drinking wine is like wearing an invisibility cloak.

He Chaosheng first went to the study to stay for an hour, and went through some things that the acting head had to manage. After he came out, he went back to his residence, lying on the bed in a daze.

"He Chaosheng, does he usually live like this? It's really boring..." Mu Luo lay on the table and muttered, "Shouldn't he take an active part in social activities?"

[System: My dear host, I just said that you have lowered your sense of presence too low. Now, like A Piao, you have no sense of presence at all. The next [-] points can only rely on daily points. 】

Mu Luo rolled his eyes and said, "That's enough. Since I realized my enlightenment, my daily points have increased by ten times. In three to five days, I will definitely be able to complete my merits and virtues."

He Zhaosheng lay on the bed for a while, then got up suddenly, and when he raised his hand, a thin thread spread out from the palm of his hand, leading directly to Mu Luo, to the mark on her neck...

"Hiss...forgot about this trick..." Mu Luodun stayed where he was, seeing the thin thread connecting himself, while He Zhaosheng looked blank, as if what he saw was nothing but a void...

[System: Stop talking... He Zhaosheng will probably notice you. To be honest, this imprint is really a bug...]

"Yaoguang Xianzun... Are you there?" He Zhaosheng walked step by step towards the end connected by the line. He stared at Mu Luo, stared at the void that didn't seem to exist, and said with a frown: "Could it be that the mark is also there?" Could something go wrong? No... I can feel it, you are nearby, but why..."

Gathering up his courage, He Chaosheng stretched out his hand to fish it out, and indeed he found someone. The Mu Luo who was touched gradually became visible, and what He Zhaosheng saw in his eyes was still a white light...indeterminate.

"The Immortal..." He Chaosheng's eyes suddenly turned red: "What's going on? Is it my dream, or is the Immortal deliberately avoiding me...why can't I see...I can't see anything."

Mu Luo didn't dare to speak, since he was so close, his words might reveal his true nature.

He Chaosheng grabbed her clothes in a panic and refused to let go, Mu Luo was also a little reluctant, but in the end he raised the knife and dropped a piece of clothes, and escaped from his palm.

The piece of white gauze fell into He Zhaosheng's hands, and the lines connecting the imprints gradually faded away. He found that the face in his memory began to become blurred. The person he met for the first time under the sun and moonlight was only left. Snow white.

"No, it shouldn't be like this!" He Zhaosheng swept the things on the table to the ground, took out a pen and paper, and sketched in a hurry.

Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead and soaked into the rice paper. In just a moment, the memory faded away.

He looked at half of the afterimage in the painting, but couldn't find where to put the pen...

The red eyes brewed rolling tears, and he sat beside the afterimage, weeping uncontrollably.

And Mu Luo watched from a distance, and suddenly asked: "System, tell me... did I do something wrong..."

[System: Judging by Xueer's reaction, your initial assumption should be fine. Reducing the sense of existence can indeed pull you away more completely, but... He Chaosheng, maybe he is different. 】

Indeed, no matter which He Chaosheng it is, the point of using deep affection is the same.

"Maybe it will be over in two days. A big living person suddenly disappeared. He must get used to it!" Mu Luo took one last look at He Chaosheng and left in a hurry.

A few days later, when Mu Luo returned home and had accumulated enough points, Ying Xueer no longer remembered her at all. Although "my master is the Yaoguang Immortal" she still said verbally, she seemed to not care about the Yaoguang Immortal anymore. who is it.

He Chaosheng has been very calm these few days, dealing with the affairs of the Big Dipper Peaks seriously, and also learned a lot from his uncles.

On the day before Mu Luo left, he went to see He Chaosheng, who was waiting for Yun Ze to leave the customs.

Seeing Yun Ze come out of the cave, Mu Luo smiled gratifiedly: "Okay, I've seen all these people I know, I should go too."

[System: Are you leaving now?If you don't look at it for a while, the relationship between the master and the apprentice may improve. 】

Mu Luo laughed out loud, and teased himself: "Yeah, it would be much better without me as a beauty."

When Yun Ze left the gate, he was still very indifferent to He Chaosheng. The two walked down the steps one after the other. When they reached the halfway up the mountain, Yun Ze suddenly remembered something and said, "He Chaosheng, can you Remember, I confiscated one of your things before, but now... I can't remember why I confiscated it, and I will give it back to you."

He Chaosheng froze for a moment, then nodded gently.

Yun Ze took out a painting scroll from his sleeve, but he didn't hold it firmly when delivering it, and the scroll fell apart. It was He Zhaosheng who drew a picture of a beauty under the moon.

The moment the picture unfolded, the eyes of both of them lit up...

Under the moonlight, Mu Luo was dressed in white and looked into the distance with a feeling of melancholy. Although he couldn't remember who was in the painting, the long-standing feeling of loss was filled.

He Zhaosheng held the scroll, stroked the face of the person in the painting affectionately, and said with a smile: "Master... I feel like I fell in love with a painting, what do you think?"

"Me too..." Yun Ze's voice was slightly hoarse, before he finished speaking, only sighed.

Yun Ze continued to walk down the mountain, and told him as he walked, "Put this painting away. Since it is something I like, it should be treasured."

Mu Luo didn't expect that after his own people went, he could leave a... portrait?
"Let's go system, we should go home too."

[System: Congratulations on completing your goal in this world, you are about to send the bed back to the real world, please sit still and support it...]

(End of this chapter)