When the black-bellied fox Gong meets the cold, gorgeous and cute Shou

Mo Lin was not called Mo Lin at the beginning, because he was the No. 11 child who was brought back to Immortal Valley, and Mo Lingtian, who even named his own child directly with Baby One, Two Three, named him Mo Lingtian. A very simple name, called Eleven, and Mr. Qianji's surname is Baili, and his full name is Baili Eleven.

The name Mo Lin was chosen by his beautiful mother, Mr. Gu, who held his hand when he decided to protect the youngest son of the Mo family.

Mo, which means the same pronunciation as Mo, and Lin, is his name, which means that the tree is beautiful in the forest, and it will not be destroyed by wind and rain.

And since then, he has been working hard, just to become the tall and indomitable tree beside the young master, which has withstood the wind and rain and is indestructible...

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The first time Mo Lin saw Mo Yi was when Mo Ying tried his new medicine, and he was lying on the ground and turned into a little black man after being poisoned.

At that time, Mo Ying was no longer the little A Ying who could only cry while dragging the corner of Mo An's clothes.Instead, he transformed into an out-and-out little devil.

At a young age, he developed that new sideline with Master Wanqing, the sage of organs. It is said that people cannot help themselves in the world.

Master Wanqing chose medical theory, which is said to have been self-taught when he was young (because it was self-study, and his skills were not particularly advanced).

Mo Ying and that weird old man Wanqing have made a lot of things. They were sent to Immortal Valley by Uncle Mo's (although he called himself elder brother, but judging by his son's age, he had already been exposed) at about the same time. The children, except for Mo An, almost all followed his way.

This time, Mo Lin had been poisoned by Mo Ying's strange poison for No.30 six times.When the skin of his whole body turned into pitch black at a speed visible to the naked eye, Mo Lin lay powerlessly on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

He was thinking, what exactly does Mo Ying like in him?Among the children in Immortal Valley, those three young masters are not allowed to touch, not really, but if you touch one of them, the end will not be very good, especially the third young master, who is so cute His appearance always makes people want to go over and hug him, but every time he hasn't reached out his hand, he will be given pia by the second son...

far away...

In Immortal Valley, besides the three young masters, plus Mo Lin himself, there are thirty children in total.Ten followed Lin Han's surname Lin, ten followed Bai Ruoqi's surname Bai, and ten followed Mo An's surname Mo.But even though there are so many choices, Mo Ying always comes to harm him, and always enjoys doing it like this.

And because he has been too silent all the time, and because it takes two or three days for Mo Ying to detoxify each time, he will help him detoxify anyway, so he thought, since he is the Mo family Second brother, the oldest child in Mo's surname except Mo An, so, as an elder brother, it's okay to help his cute and coquettish younger brother try the medicine, even if he knows that the devil's younger brother's coquettish and cute behavior is all staged... …

Before the children in the Immortal Valley are brought to the Immortal Valley, they all have their own stories.

Just like Mo An and Mo Ying, who were abandoned children in the war, like Ruoqi, before he was brought back by Mo’s uncle, he was actually a noble son of a declining family. Because of the family’s decline, he was sought for revenge , and had to bring his nine younger brothers to live on the streets.

But no matter what the past was, only Mo Lin was different from them.

Before that, Mo Lin had been living with his killer foster father. He had seen a lot of bloody, cold-blooded and ruthless, and even used various methods that only children could use to kill many people.

Although he was only six years old when he was brought to Immortal Valley, at that time, he had already cultivated such an indifferent and unfriendly temperament.

Even after time has passed, he has been able to get close to people like Mo Ying, Mo An, and Lin Han, but after getting to the bottom of it, in the end, he still became a person who is not good at words and likes to keep everything in his heart.

Therefore, in his opinion, as long as he is not about to die, just trying some strange small poisons are within the tolerable range for him.

And his tolerance limit is like that abyss of water, silent and unknown, but bottomless...

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But it was such a silent and forbearing indifference child who was still calm even if he killed someone, but on that sunny day, he met someone he couldn't hide from in his life, and from then on, he became flesh and blood.

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On the day Mo Lin met Mo Yi, the sun in the sky was just right, and the white clouds were a little thin. Through the light white clouds, he could still see a faint blue that only belonged to the sky.

Mo Lin lay on the violet meadow on the mountain behind the Immortal Valley, watched Mo Ying being forcibly taken away by Mo An to prepare an antidote with his eyes open, blinked his eyes, and opened his mouth, wanting to say that it's okay.

It doesn't matter if the antidote can't be dispensed immediately, because to him, it doesn't matter, as long as he can survive in the end, it will be fine.

But he couldn't speak, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, stuffy and uncomfortable.The body can't use any strength, can't move, and it's a bit difficult to even raise the hand. All I can do is breathe normally and move my eyes.

"Ah, there's a little black guy here." Just as Mo Lin was quietly looking at the sky, a childish voice suddenly came from beside him.

A small white hand waved in front of his eyes.

He didn't turn his eyes to look, just blinked his eyes, looking at the few white clouds floating slowly in the sky.

"Little Negro." A delicate, small face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.

Mo Lin knew that the small and pitiful child in front of him was calling him, but he couldn't speak, and had no way to answer him, so he could only choose to remain silent.

"Were you struck by lightning?" The child stretched out his only fleshy little hand, patted his face, and asked him, "Are you a human? Are you a human or a ghost?"

He didn't answer the child, but just looked at him with his eyes open, indicating that he was indeed a big living person.

"Can't you talk?" Seeing his appearance, the child was not afraid at all, and tilted his head, as if curious.

Of course Mo Lin couldn't answer him, so he could only keep silent.Besides, he thought that it would be good for him to stay here alone and quietly, and the child in front of him was obviously very young.Judging from the usual behavior of Ruoju, the youngest child in the valley, very young children are generally impatient, as long as he ignores him, he will leave him soon...

At that time, Mo Lin thought so...

But when the sun was shining in the sky, and people's eyes hurt when it was shining directly, Mo Lin glanced at the drowsy child who was holding up two big leaves to help him enjoy the cool, and he suddenly felt , maybe... not every kid is that impatient...

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In the evening, there was a gust of evening wind at the back of the mountain, and the violets all over the ground swayed with the wind, blowing over his dark face with a slight coolness.

"Little Negro, are you hungry?" The child was awakened by the wind, yawned, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, the big eyes were still full of tears, and asked while looking at him.

He glanced back at him, because he couldn't speak, he couldn't move, he couldn't express anything.

"Then let's go find something to eat?" Seeing that he didn't speak, the child raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then stood up from beside him.

Mo Lin looked at the child in a blink of an eye. This was the first time he had looked at him so carefully since he met the child. The child's wrist was very thin, terrifyingly thin, and his waist was also unimaginably slender.

Mo Lin thought about it. When he first saw Mo Ying in his memory, he was also so thin. It is said that it was due to malnutrition.

Thinking of this, he probably guessed the identity of the child.

Every child who comes here in the Immortal Valley is a group of homeless children, and suddenly, inexplicably, more children appear in the valley.

Obviously, the one in front of him is no exception. It must have been brought into the valley by Uncle Mo's, and then he was forgotten by Uncle Mo because of some messy things, and got lost on the way to find Uncle Mo.

"Ah... I forgot, you can't talk anymore." Just as Mo Lin was thinking about those things, the child seemed to be thinking about something, "Well... If you are lying here, if you can't talk, you can't speak." It's so pitiful... I don't know the way, if I go to find something to eat later, I can't come back, and I can't find this place, then you will be alone again, and you will be very lonely... "The skinny child squatted down, looked down at Mo Lin who was still unable to move against the light, raised his hand into a fist and put it on his head, and then seemed to have thought of some good idea, put his fist on the other side. The palm of one hand tapped.

"Although I just came here today and I'm not familiar with it, I can't find the road to Qingshan Shiju that Uncle Mo said, let alone find something to eat... But let you, a little black man, stay It's too dangerous here, how about I take you with me?"

Mo Lin blinked his eyes, turned to look at the dark sky behind the child that was half-stained by thousands of miles of red clouds, seemed to be in deep thought for a while, then turned his eyes away, and met the child who looked very clear because of his thinness eyes.Looking at the pure kindness in those eyes, which was so strange, Mo Lin actually blinked his eyes, expressing his agreement with the child's thoughts...

If he hadn't been so miserable in the future, he might feel that he didn't regret this decision at all, but, as mentioned above, it might be possible.

The development of the facts is that the poor Mo Lin was dragged by the child through several mountain roads, bumped into boulders several times, and even fell into the mountain stream several times.

After a few rounds, Mo Lin's handsome face, although dark, was completely changed, and bright red blood flowed into the eyes along the upside-down face.

He couldn't speak, otherwise, he really wanted to tell the child, let him let him go, and let him fend for himself.

However, when the child turned around and saw his injured and bleeding face, he rushed over and pressed him on top of him, crying and apologizing while weeping, Mo Lin endured the pain of being pinched by small stones on his back, Seeing the child's pitiful crying face, for the first time, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

If Mo Ying cried and begged him to see that the little devil was for his own purpose, then the child in front of him can only be described with one word - simple.

He thought, maybe this child really doesn't know what the consequences would be if he hugged someone's leg and dragged him on the mountain road. He is thin and has almost no flesh...It will also hurt...

As a result, Mo Lin's back was also honorably injured...

Finally, in the middle of the night, Mo Lin, who was still unable to move when Mo Ying and Mo An who came out to look for him, looked at the child who was lying on his body and fell asleep again after crying tired. A feeling called helplessness...

He thought, this child is the first person who can force him to such a situation. (Actually, Mo Lin was not very old at this time, he was still a child, but because of things that happened when he was young, he was always different from ordinary children, and he was very stable.)