[Comprehensive] White Moonlight's Fancy Whitewashing History

Less than half a month later, Mo Qinghan left Wang Shujian in Qionghua and left on his own.

Taiqing spent a lot of effort but couldn't find Mo Qinghan. What's even more weird is that Wang Shu, who gave birth to the sword spirit before, seemed to have changed back to his original appearance.It seemed that the appearance of Wangshu Jianling and Mo Qinghan beside them was just an illusion.

Half a year later, Su Yu took over Wang Shu Jian and practiced with Xuan Xiao.

Then, seeing that the time had come, Taiqing bound the Illusory Darkness Realm with two swords, snatched the spiritual energy, and wanted to make Qionghua's faction ascend.During this battle, Qionghua's vitality was severely injured, Suyu and Yun Tianqing fled Qionghua with Wangshu, and Xuanxiao was frozen in the forbidden area.

Xuan Zhen died, Tai Qing also died, and there are not many people left.

A few years later, when Yun Tianhe was born, Yun Tianqing hugged his silly son, smiled and burst into tears.

"In this world, there is no absolute good and absolute evil."

What he wanted to tell Xuan Xiao was what Senior Brother Qinghan, Ah Mo, He Jing and Meng Xin told him.

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Mo Qinghan has been looking for Jun Yumo's reincarnation ever since he left the mountain.He had previously agreed with Jun Yumo that he would return Wang Shujian to Qionghua.After he went to reincarnation, Mo Qinghan did the same.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qinghan has been looking for it for many years.

From spring to sprout, to winter to snow.

Ah Mo is right, how should he find him in the vast crowd?

In these years, he has traveled to countless places, and the mountains and rivers he has stepped on are countless.Sometimes it is not enough to search once, and I have to search back and forth two or three times before I can rest assured.

Another ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Qinghan came to a small town.This small town has beautiful mountains and clear waters, but there is only one thing, that is, it is too remote.

When the snow melts, it is the coldest, but unfortunately, the sky began to rain.

Mo Qinghan walked in the rain wearing a green shirt without an umbrella.Soon the rain drenched him, Mo Qinghan finally stopped, and looked around blankly: "...This town seems like I have been here seven years ago."

He no longer crosses the soul, so the memory is no longer lost.

Mo Qinghan couldn't help lowering his eyebrows and laughing, did he go to too many places, every place seemed familiar?

Because of his outstanding appearance and walking alone, Mo Qinghan is very eye-catching.

People who are hiding from the rain all around have to look at it several times.

"Such an appearance...only the young master of the Cheng family can compare."

"I think so too."

Mo Qinghan turned a deaf ear and continued walking, not intending to take shelter from the rain.The street was slippery and cold, and the mud gradually stained the hem of his clothes.

"Aren't you going to put down your umbrella?"

This town is closed, and even if they are curious about him, few people stop him.Mo Qinghan raised his eyes, but saw a 16-year-old boy, his eyes were clear and clean, and he was wearing a white shirt.

Mo Qinghan thought it was funny: "Didn't you also hold an umbrella?"

He laughed: "Originally, someone helped me hold the umbrella, but when I saw you, I walked over regardless."

Mo Qinghan sighed: "I want to continue on my way."

Who knew, he actually put his hands on his face, looked at him carefully for a long time, and then said leisurely with a frown: "...I always think you look familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."

Mo Qinghan: "..."

Mo Qinghan even took his hand away with some displeasure: "Don't mess around."

And the boy stared at him more seriously: "I think I saw it in my previous life."

Mo Qinghan's heart skipped a beat, and he stared blankly in a daze.

The heavy rain fell, and the sound of the rain covered everything around him. He really wanted to ask him, are you Ah Mo?

At this moment, the boy left his sight as if looking for something.

Mo Qinghan heard the people passing by discussing that the young master was called Cheng Yimo.

The cold wind blinded his eyes, and Mo Qinghan laughed softly.

"Cheng Yimo?" He might... have found Ah Mo's reincarnation.

Cheng Yimo hurriedly bought the umbrella, then came back and handed it to him, his eyes were extremely focused and clear: "Here you are."

Mo Qinghan took the umbrella in his hand, and lightly touched his fingers with his fingertips greedily.There seemed to be an extremely warm and familiar feeling on it, and he didn't notice anything unusual, smiling purely and clearly.

Thousands of years, as always.

Mo Qinghan only felt that the moment he handed him the umbrella, he seemed to be saying to him——

Sir, I am looking for you.

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Mo Qinghan began to live in this small town. The young son of the Cheng family was not doing his job properly, and he liked to make troubles everywhere all day long, so he couldn't calm down and study hard.

The Cheng family saw that he was very knowledgeable and handsome. What's more, that naughty Cheng Yimo stood there for a long time when he heard Mo Qinghan playing the piano. He seemed to like the sound of Mo Qinghan's piano very much.

Master Cheng smiled and nodded, thinking that Mo Qinghan could control Cheng Yimo, so he asked him to learn from Mo Qinghan.

He even drove Cheng Yimo to the book house and slept with Mo Qinghan.

Cheng Yimo's face was very dark, and he squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Qinghan provocatively: "I don't like reading, those mediocre thoughts are too poisonous."

Mo Qinghan was afraid that he would spoil him even more, so whenever he saw Cheng Yimo going out to play, he would let him go.

When the master of the Cheng family asked about it, he did a great job of using the words yang feng yin vii.

Cheng Yimo gradually changed his opinion towards him, his eyes were crooked with a smile: "Not bad, sir is very good!"

Mo Qinghan just looked at him helplessly, and sometimes felt that after Ah Mo's reincarnation, his temper became too much, and he was not used to being straightforward.

They ate and lived together, and even slept together. When Mo Qinghan woke up in the morning, he could still feel something against his leg.

His eyes flickered several times with lust, but the reincarnated Ah Mo was also very unprepared for him, before going to bed every day, he would treat him as a scourge, and once he fell asleep, he would take the initiative to hug him.

Danger flashed across Mo Qinghan's eyes, and he couldn't sleep for several nights.

Cheng Yimo woke up leisurely, yawned, and realized his physiological reaction, so he smiled awkwardly at him: "They're all men, don't make such a fuss."

Mo Qinghan gritted his teeth: "It's okay, it's normal."

Cheng Yimo laughed twice, and got up without hesitation, who knew that a large part of the loose pajamas fell down, and his chest was opened wide.

Mo Qinghan's face turned black, and he looked straight at him: "...you always wear this at home?"

Cheng Yimo glanced at himself and said proudly, "What's the problem? I have a good figure."

Mo Qinghan stared at him up and down, showing a meaningful smile: "Okay, it's really good."

Cheng Yimo was staring furiously at him, and walked to the cabinet full of doubts, wanting to take out a piece of clothing to wear.

He couldn't help touching his chest a few times, and couldn't help muttering a few words: "It's flat..."

Why did that gentleman look at him as if he saw a beauty, his eyes straightened?

Cheng Yimo quickly shook his head severely, thinking that he was overthinking, they are all men, what could happen?

Cheng Yimo pursed his lips, looked back at Mo Qinghan suspiciously, and then artificially exposed more places.

Mo Qinghan's eyes became deeper, looking at him like a piece of delicious fat.

Cheng Yimo tried again, imitating the woman in his father's backyard, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, while Mo Qinghan, who was so teased, just wanted to arrest him and give him a good fuck.

"What does the young master want to do early in the morning?" Mo Qinghan said angrily and funny, "Do you want to test whether I have a man's reaction?"

Cheng Yimo patted his head and felt that he had found the root cause.

That's right, don't men have to do that when they wake up in the morning?

He shook his head with a smile, thinking that he was thinking too much.

He took off his pajamas generously, revealing his fair body. The 16-year-old Cheng Yimo is between a teenager and a young man, with a unique charm.

He took off his clothes without hesitation, and Mo Qinghan was about to be teased to death behind him.

... Ah Mo must not have done it on purpose, he has to trust Ah Mo!

Mo Qinghan took several deep breaths, recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart silently, and got dressed.

"Do you still want to play today? Do you want to listen to me play the piano?"

Cheng Yimo tidied himself up, and smiled at Mo Qinghan: "No, today, young master, I'm going to see and see."

Mo Qinghan laughed dumbfounded: "Where are you going?"

Cheng Yimo raised his eyebrows at him, and looked at him ambiguously: "Mr. is not still a baby, is he? I have a friend who said today that he would take me to Yihong Courtyard to see and see. Would you like to come with me, sir?"

Mo Qinghan's face that was still smiling instantly turned green.

At this time, he couldn't choose to forgive him. He laughed twice, his face was gloomy, and he went straight to Cheng Yimo: "Really? Are you curious?"

Cheng Yimo heard the joke: "Sir, have you had any experience?"

Mo Qinghan's face was even colder, he had experience, of course he had experience.

On Ah Mo, he tried many postures.Fuck him until his voice is hoarse and he can't even scream.

"Do you have experience?" Mo Qinghan decided to ask first before making a final decision.

When Cheng Yimo heard this, it's okay, it's a threat to a man's dignity.He straightened his back and said righteously, "Why not?"

Who knew that after hearing this sentence, Mo Qinghan smiled instead of anger: "Then take me to see it tonight."

Cheng Yimo felt a little cold, but was taken off by Mo Qinghan's aura, and said to him obediently: "Sir, are you really going?"

Mo Qinghan smiled sweetly: "Ah Mo, didn't you let me see it?"

Cheng Yimo sensed the danger like a small animal, but his life is not as good as the previous one. He has only just met Mo Qinghan, how could he understand so quickly that this is a sign of Mo Qinghan's anger, just like a normal person's reaction: " Okay... I'll take you there."

In his last life, he would have given up a long time ago.

After all, it was his waist that was injured in the end.

Can bend and stretch, this is a real man.