The white moonlight gl

Mo Rantong: "..."

A group of team members who came out of the conference room: "..."

Everyone looked at the woman who was too angry.The corner of his mouth twitched violently.

Change birth?

Then the Mo family is afraid that they will be suppressed by this tough woman until she dies?

"Qingqing." The soft voice revealed Mo Rantong's good mood.She let Feng Qingshui press her down and pull her ears, and she glanced at the group members with cold eyes: "There is someone." As powerful as Mo Rantong, she knew from the beginning that the group members were hiding together She eavesdropped in the conference room upstairs, but she didn't care.

It can be said that Mo Rantong doesn't care about other things in this world except Feng Qingshui, including herself. The whole person is completely indifferent to Buddhism.

"uh-huh."

Still not relieved.But Feng Qingshui was not someone who would vent her anger indiscriminately.

Withdrawing her hand, turning around and sitting upright, Feng Qingshui raised her spikes and looked at the team members, especially the beautiful Qin Lian, with a slight glint in her eyes.

"Cough.", "Team leader.", "Qing Shui."...

The team members stared at by the two, especially Mo Rantong, expressed great pressure.because?But they heard with their own ears that the team leader was scolded by his parents?So embarrassing, so embarrassing, no image at all!I don't know if the team leader will kill them in a fit of anger?

Therefore, she laughed a few times, except for the shy Qin Lian who was looked at by Feng Qingshui, the other team members laughed and retreated to the door, coaxing one by one.

"Team leader, I've accepted a task and I'm going to do it first."

"I just took one too."

"And I."

"Team leader Qing Shui, you continue. I haven't heard or seen anything."

Even the daring Qingsu, who was always acting in a showy manner, was very honest at this time, and when he left, he did not forget to take the stupid Qinlian out.

After all, in Qingsu's opinion, Mo Xiong, who is much more powerful and noble than him, must be in a bad mood at the moment.

Compare your heart with your heart.If he had been Mo Ji Beast, he would have been unable to bear the impatience in his heart, and would have slapped those two stupid and funny people to death.

Relying on their status as cultivators, those two people regarded Feng Qingshui as mere ants, but in the eyes of him and Mo Xiongshou, how could they not be ants?

Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong who watched this scene: "..."

"Tsk."

After all the team members had left, Feng Qingshui clicked her tongue softly, then puffed her cheeks and became angry again.

"Qingqing." Mo Rantong couldn't help laughing when she saw it, she gently held Feng Qingshui's hand, and said sweetly in her heart, "Don't be angry."

She knew that Qingqing was so angry because she loved her dearly.

After a pause, she explained: "They have no influence on me."

For Mo's father, Mo's mother and other ignorant Mo family members, she has always ignored them and treated them like air. Maybe she had some expectations for family affection when she was young, but she lost it a long time ago.

"Hmph, I'm still angry!"

A pair of phoenix eyes were astonishingly bright, Feng Qingshui tilted her head to look at Mo Rantong, twitched her little nose and said loudly: "You can only be bullied by me! Others dare to bully you even if they are worthless! I am so mad!"

Mo Rantong: "..."

...

Feng Qingshui was angry for several days before she finally calmed down. Afterwards, she made up her mind that if the best of the Mo family came again, she wouldn't care if they were Mo Rantong's relatives, as long as they dared to provoke her and dare to rely on their status to fight against her. Mo Rantong preached and wanted to suppress Mo Rantong, but she mercilessly drove them to the point of doubting their lives, and then provoked them to take action, and the sky thunder struck them stupidly.

snort!

...

The breeze was blowing, the sun was warm, Feng Qingshui, who was finally in a good mood, moved a recliner, basked in the sun on the lawn of the courtyard of the small building, drowsy.

At noon, Mo Rantong, who woke up from his practice, took a fruit plate and teleported directly to Feng Qingshui from the second floor. His delicate face as cold as snow softened when he saw Feng Qingshui on the reclining chair.

"Qingqing, get up and eat grapes. This is Qingsu brought from Tao Yao. It is very sweet and full of aura. Eating it is good for your health."

"Well, Peach Demon?"

Muttering in a warm voice, Feng Qingshui slowly opened her eyelids, looked at Mo Rantong standing beside her, and asked, "Why didn't you just take it from the grape demon?"

Qingsu likes to eat grapes, and has been friends with the grape demon who likes to grow all kinds of grapes for thousands of years, "Didn't you get them from the grape demon in the past?"

Ink dyed silence.

He lowered his eyes to look at the crystal clear, plump, tender and juicy purple grapes in the fruit plate, and replied after thinking, "Maybe the grape demon quarreled with him?"

After all, Qingsu has been eating and drinking for free, if she were a grape demon, she would have broken up with Qingsu long ago.

Feng Qingshui was speechless, she stretched lazily, groaned and pouted, "Okay, you feed me, I don't want to move."

Taking a panoramic view of Feng Qingshui's cute appearance, Mo Rantong pursed his lips, smiled in his eyes, and said hello in a warm voice.

The two lay down and stood one by one, eating and feeding the other, and the atmosphere was very warm.

After feeding the spirit fruit, Mo Rantong thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Qingqing, I have something to go out alone this afternoon, you?"

"I am fine."

Covering her lips and yawning, Feng Qingshui squinted her eyes, looking at the sun hanging in the sky: "It would be nice if you came back sooner."

Anyway, even if this guy has nothing to do in the afternoon, he will stay in the office and practice all the time, it doesn't matter if he goes out or not.

Holding the thin blanket in her arms, Feng Qingshui slowly closed her eyes, and sighed sincerely: "It's so nice to be a salted fish raised by others."

She really likes the leisurely life of death.

Mo Rantong: "..."

...

"Young Master Mo, you?"

In the afternoon, at the border of the imperial capital, Yao Yao looked at the girl in black with an indifferent expression with a wry smile, feeling extremely frustrated: "Do you like her that much?"

She likes her so much that she can give up her noble status, likes her so much that she ignores everything, and stubbornly drives away all potential dangerous factors from her side.

"You are afraid that we will hurt her, so you let us leave the imperial capital, but Young Master Mo, are you not afraid that we will unite against her when we are angry?"

"No."

"what?"

"I'm not afraid of you hurting Qingqing, because you can't hurt her at all." Stated the facts in a dull tone, Mo Rantong opened and closed his thin lips as he looked at Yao Yi and his party with different expressions.

"The reason why I let you leave the imperial capital is because even if you stay longer, nothing will change. It is a waste of time."

In the obsidian-like mysterious and bright eyes, flickering on and off, Mo Rantong's EQ has improved a lot, and he is talking in a different way at the moment: "Everyone, I can tell you very clearly now that I like Qing Qing, I will only be with Qingqing, whoever dares to demolish or make trouble, I will kill him."

"I don't care about the previous things, but in the future, I hope you can respect my choice and respect Qingqing."

"Don't impose your personal wishes on me."

"That was provocative and disrespectful to me."

Yao Yi and his party: "..."

To be honest, this was probably the longest passage they had heard from this person, and for a moment their hearts were so stuffy, Yao Yi curled his lips, feeling a little emotional.

Mo Rantong saw that everyone was silent, thought for a while, and continued: "To be honest, it is meaningless for you to stay here. You are seeking immortality, shouldn't you spend all your time and energy on cultivation?"

"Now that I have left the Mo family and have a loved one, my goal has changed, and the heart that wanted to become a fairy has been destroyed."

"Why are you so persistent?"

Mo Rantong is not stupid, she knows what these people think about her, and she also knows that the reason why these people have these thoughts is because of her identity, and because of her strength. Now she says that she has left the Mo family, If they don't have the heart to become stronger, as long as they are not stupid.

You should understand the hidden meaning in her words.

Xiao Liu's face turned green and then pale, she stared at Mo Rantong, gritted her teeth viciously, and said loudly: "What's so good about that woman!"

Mo Rantong frowned slightly, looked at the woman who spoke, and replied very seriously: "In my eyes and heart, Qingqing is the best."

Xiao Liu: "..."

Oh shit.

Beside Xiaoliu, Ling Ran's face was not very good-looking, she kept her eyes on Mo Rantong, and Wen Zhi suddenly said: "She can't accompany you forever. She is a mortal, and her life span is only a few decades, and you , but can live for a long, long time." Speaking of this, Ling Ran paused for a moment, and then said: "If, if you are alone after she dies, then, you?"

Mo Rantong: "I will not live alone."

Every word, every word is solemn.

As early as when she reunited with Qingqing, she had planted a fate talisman on Qingqing's body. They lived and died together, and no one would be left to live alone.

Ling Ran: "!"

Xiao Liu, Yao Yi and others: "!"

Everyone was shocked, it was meaningless to continue talking so far, Xiao Liu Lingran's eyes were red, while the others also frowned.

A moment of silence.

After a long time, someone asked, "Has it been decided?"

Mo Rantong nodded.

"You won't regret it?"

Mo Rantong nodded.

"...You are the one who has the most hope of breaking through the shackles and ascending to immortality."

Mo Rantong was silent, and then said: "I don't want to become a fairy anymore."

"That…"

"If you think about it, we can only congratulate you and bless you." Shouting at the distraught little friend, Yao Yi straightened his Tang suit and answered the words with a light smile. Pretending to be relaxed: "Then Young Master Mo, if we have time in the future, can we discuss with you?"

Mo Rantong thought for a while, then nodded reluctantly: "Yes, but not so often, I'm very busy."

Everyone: "..."

Are you busy with a furball? !

Yao Yao and his group left very quickly. After all, what Mo Rantong said was so absolute, they were not stupid, they all understood.

When Mo Rantong returned to the small building on the second floor, Feng Qingshui was still sleeping.

Bending down slightly, he hugged the lovely person on the recliner horizontally, and Mo Rantong looked at the person in his arms stupidly, thinking that this moment is eternity.