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It sank an inch.

The emperor smiled: "How's the blasphemy going?"

"There were a lot of tricks, and he finally had some clues, but he couldn't pinch his vitals." Mo Ya replied.

After a few days of separation, he didn't think about the monk deliberately, but after the emperor mentioned it, he began to think about it.

Thinking about it this way, I feel very lovesick.

The look in his memory was a little fuzzy, but it felt like——he had seen it yesterday.

"Let's be inseparable from Mr. Gao's report." Mo Ya nodded.

The emperor began to pretend to be confused again, and asked, "Can you eliminate the demon by yourself?"

"Just return the guy I brought back to me." Mo Ya smiled.

After a while, the emperor looked at Mo Ya and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Mo Ya laughed again.

The emperor gouged out the evildoer and fell asleep by himself.

The emperor lying down closed his eyes, recalling that year——

Mo Ya's appearance was unexpected and very personal.

Wearing strange clothes, with black and incomprehensible iron.

All the guards protecting the emperor were dumbfounded.Just looking at the configuration of this unsuspecting guest, one can conclude that he is a dangerous and ruthless character.

After taking down this person, it turns out that he is very cheap, and his mouth is even more cheap.

Because of this, he has suffered a lot, but this guy's life is hard, and his bones are even harder.

How to play, the emperor thinks it is not important.

The most important thing is that Mo Ya has very good physical strength, he can withstand tossing and twisting...

The night flows through the third watch.

One day, it began to snow.

Mo Ya leaned against the window lattice and waited until dawn, not afraid of the cold.

When he was a killer in the past, this was often the case. His best record for not sleeping seems to be: five days and four nights.

It's not important anyway, and I can't remember it anyway.

Just like in memory, he mostly lives in a dirty log cabin.

When to learn to kill, the impression is very vague.

Accepting punches and kicks is part of his life.

People are weird.

The harder it is to survive, the less he thinks about dying.

At least he is.

One day, Zuo Nan tapped Mo Ya's head with the barrel of a gun and asked him, "Can you laugh?"

The movements and expressions clearly told Mo Ya that this was not a joke.

Mo Ya only gave Zuo Nan a cold look, and then smiled.

Zuo Nan was also unambiguous, swung the gun down, and the left side of Mo Ya's face was swollen.

Then Mo Ya's legs were separated and he was fucked once.

After piercing to his heart's content, Zuo Nan reached out and squeezed Mo Ya's back acupoint, which was stained with white fluid, and said with a smile, "Open your eyes! Killing is the same as making love, it's about skill. From now on, behave harder!"

Life in the future is actually pretty much the same as before.

It's just that Zuo Nan pressed on Mo Ya, and Mo Ya bleed a little more.

Having been played around a lot, Mo Ya is also used to various tricks.

At most, during his most rebellious period, he would hold a spray paint can and add a sentence on the billboard that reads "Promote women's rights, equality between men and women": Anyway, there are holes.

In short, Mo Ya is not afraid of death, but wants to live like this.

He himself could not explain why.

Looking through ancient and modern times, there is a word to explain his behavior, that is: cheap.

Time flies, and gradually, Mo Ya's frame becomes more and more solid, and he starts to ride on Zuo Nan, enjoying his humble life.

A psychologist who will explain his mood is called - Stockholm.

Shit!

Thinking back to this piece, Fault.

Mo Ya slapped himself a few times from left to right.

My heart suddenly felt a pain, faintly.

Na Xu frowned, put down the scriptures in his hand, and walked out the door.

Outside, Mr. Gao still occupies the roof, drinking wind and dew alone.When he saw Na Xu coming out, he jumped down gracefully and asked him what was the matter.

Na Xu smiled and said: "Master Gao, the poor monk has always been restless these few days, he wanted to find a quiet place to cast spells, so he asked Bai Ze about the situation in the temple."

"Bai Ze? Ask him what he is doing! Didn't I tell you? This man is sneaky. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be hurt if he listened." Mr. Gao denied it quite unconvinced. It should make sense."

Nasu didn't argue with that.

Di Ting's injury has something to do with Bai Ze.Gao Shou did say this.

Listening to cast spells to ask for help, Naxu was suffering from "the distant water does not quench his thirst", but Bai Ze appeared and generously provided the mount.So, Na Xu hurried over after explaining some things.

Unexpectedly, there are some twists and turns in it.

What's more, Na Xu didn't bring any money.

Fortunately, there are kind-hearted people taking them in, otherwise it would be difficult for them to find a decent place to stay.

However, what is the truth, Naxu originally intended to see Bai Ze and ask.

It's just that the heartache just now...

"The poor monk is still worried, why don't I borrow a horse from the owner of this house, and I'll rush back to see what's going on?"

"Although he believes in Buddhism, he is not a wealthy family. How could he lend you a horse so easily?"

"The poor monk is borrowing, not not repaying. Besides, Mr. Gao stayed behind as a guarantee..."

"You asked me to stay as a guarantor?" Lord Gao interrupted Na Xu's words.

"Yes."

Master Gao frowned and stared at Na Xu: "Master, I remember that there is a saying in your Buddhist school, which is: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Yes." Na Xu nodded.

Gao Shou waited for Naxu to say this.As soon as the word "you" rolled out of Na Xu's tongue, he raised his head proudly.

"only,"

"what?"

"This place is not hell." Na Xu's last words followed very sincerely and smoothly.

Mr. Gao's expression suddenly became complicated. His face was the same as that of the bridegroom officer who suddenly didn't raise his hand when he was about to go into battle.

"Master Naxu, find a place to contact Bai Ze."

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The next day, Mo Ya confidently asked the emperor for his weapons.

The emperor agreed verbally, but still admitted that he was worried about Mo Ya's safety, and decided to choose a few more elites to accompany him.

Mo Ya sneered, but didn't bother him much.

The snow fell intermittently.

The son of heaven who promises everything, but can't choose anyone for a long time.

There is an eye-gouging monster in front, and a kidnapped goblin in the back.Without big money, who wants to die at will?

"I can fight alone." Mo Ya didn't care.

"You have no jokes."

After a few days of stalemate, the bored Mo Ya was squatting in the snow, thinking about something on his mind, when the inner prison trotted all the way to bring news that the shadow guard Gao Shou had returned.

Yes.

He has already arrived here, and it would be remiss of the shadow guard not to follow quickly.

"Where is Gao Shouren? Where is he being punished? I'll watch the excitement."

"No penalty. He was badly wounded."

"Seriously injured? Does it matter, will you die?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I heard that I encountered a monster who gouged his eyes. Mr. Gao was brave and fought against Sanbaihe, and he was about to destroy the monster. Who knows that the monster cheated and hurt Mr. Gao; Mr. Gao desperately saved his eyes. Injured and escaped from the clutches of the devil, he almost died in the snow due to lack of physical strength..." The little inner prisoner spattered and said very wonderfully.

Mo Ya closed his eyes and asked, "What happened next?"

"Mr. Gao is very lucky. A man with good medical skills happened to pass by to heal his wounds. Mr. Gao knows his mission as a shadow guard and dare not delay, so he asked this kind-hearted person to send him back."

Mo Ya closed his eyes again.

This is too fake.

"So Mr. Gao is all right?"

"It's okay. Eat and sleep, it'll be fine."

"Where is that kind man with good medical skills? Didn't he leave?" Mo Ya asked.

"I can't leave for the time being, arrange for him to stay in Hanqing Court temporarily."

"Why?"

"The famous doctor said that Mr. Gao used his family's ancestral medicine, and it was not rumored. Therefore, we have to wait for Mr. Gao to recover before leaving."

It's all nonsense.

Mo Ya hid his smile and said, "I'm going to meet that person with good medical skills."

After finishing speaking, he left the eunuch with a broken mouth, and walked quickly through the corridor of the thief leader, and ran to the west.

The Hanqing Courtyard was quiet, but it wasn't very big. Mo Ya soon saw the man.

The man turned his back to Mo Ya, and the white-washed padded jacket was not a monk's cassock.

In the past, the hair was tied casually, but now it is tied high into a ponytail, a bit like a Taoist priest's hand whisk, and the wide sleeves are occasionally blown by the cold wind.

With a bit of refined meaning.

And the outline of the figure is also elegant, blending indifferently into the snow-white world, as if a piece of clean rice paper has been accidentally dripped with very light ink, it does exist, it is not obtrusive, and it is very - natural.

It really was Nasu.

Mo Ya narrowed his eyes, squatted on the ground, grasped the ice and snow in his hands, squeezed out a snowball and threw it at Na Xu, and shouted at the same time, "Why is Master here?"

Na Xu really got the trick. He turned around and said to Mo Ya, "I'm worried, so I cast some spells to find out about your recent situation, so I came here."

"Are you cheating on the king?"

"Master Gao came up with the idea, and the poor monk just reminded him properly of my ability to heal diseases."

"Is it all made up by Mr. Gao?"

Na Xu thought about it: "The little monk just polished up some rhetoric."

Mo Ya was still squatting, and raised his head sideways: "Let's not talk about this. I will settle the old score with you."

"What account?" Na Xu couldn't react.

"Master, it's a three-day journey to Nasser Valley, but you've been walking for so long, and you never return. Why?"

"Bai Ze said frankly that the formula for opening the door is in the "Heart Sutra" copied by the former master. There are seven copies in total. However, the former master gave almost all the scriptures to people who are destined. It’s not far from Nasser Valley, anyway, it’s better to borrow it along the way.”

"It's really that simple?"

"Yes."

"No, you're running away." Mo Ya stood up slowly, sighing, "You're avoiding me on purpose, Monk, you really fell in love with me."

Before Na Xu could reply, Mo Ya had already walked towards him, and began to undress as he walked.

"What are you doing?" It's cold!

"Take off."

In the world of ice and snow, Mo Ya had already stripped naked when he walked up to Na Xu.

"It's very cold." Nasu raised his eyebrows dissatisfied.

Mo Ya didn't make a sound, just loosened Na Xu's belt, just loosened it, but didn't untie it.

Then, he squatted down and slowly slipped in from the bottom of Na Xu's robe.

Such a cold person is close to Na Xu.

The loose belt hugged them both well and firmly.

It's freezing cold, and I'm in the same robe as my son.

Na Xu sighed, and thoughtfully opened his arms, wrapping his arms around Mo Ya.

Mo Ya was really not warm in his arms.

I knew that Na Xu would be soft-hearted, this monk is really interesting.

Mo Ya laughed, and moved his face to rub Na Xu's ear.

The two hands were even more restless, tearing the bottom of the robe vigorously, and the clothes were torn.

Mo Ya's smile deepened three points: "Who said that only Shou's clothes are easy to tease."

Before long, naked close to each other.

Nasu lowered his eyebrows.

The tips of each other's noses touched each other's noses, Mo Ya closed his eyes, and stretched out a little bit of his tongue to lick Na Xu.

After licking Na Xu's lips, the corners of Mo Ya's mouth curled up slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab him, making himself closer, not letting the man back away easily.

"Miss me, don't you?" Mo Ya opened his eyes.

The four eyes faced each other for a long time.

Na Xu finally kissed Mo Ya.

The two mouth to mouth began to toss and suck, and their tongues were entangled.

Mo Ya's hand moved down quietly, juxtaposing his avatar, which had already raised its head high, with Na Xu's.

"Master, you should be more active and give it the effect of a hungry tiger."

Mo Ya rubbed his hands together, drilling wood to make fire.

Rubbing viciously, becoming more and more insane.

Snow Park, cool and cold.

Started snow mist fell on the two of them, and there was an unusual hotness faintly.

Gradually, each other's breaths became heavy.

Head-to-head.

Between the palms, both are.

I don't know who started it.

Licking and sucking between lips and tongue, like a hungry baby, desperately trying to suck.

Lust made the eyes deep, gradually losing focus, and the expression began to be in a trance.

There is only each other's shadow in the eyes, there is no reason, only a deep obsession.

Mo Ya's mouth moved down slowly, and his wet tongue lightly brushed Na Xu's collarbone.

Soon, Na Xu's collarbone was completely warm and wet.

It feels good to touch the naked skin all over my body.

Nasu's body lines are quite beautiful, like flowing clouds and flowing water, very, very smooth.

This made Mo Ya feel even more excited, and he moved his hand to caress casually.

In the same robe, there is a taste of passion.

The desires of the two men are still stuck together.

Friction is more than fire!

Finally, they fell on the snow.

"Is it cold?" Nasu asked.

The mighty Mo Ya picked up a handful of snow, licked it lightly with his tongue, and then resolutely moistened his back hole with the cold snow.The cold made him shiver all over.

"This way, it's easy to come in." Mo Ya introduced morally.

Na Xu gritted his teeth, vainly trying to support Qingming, and wanted to get up.

Mo Ya clamped him tightly between his legs, licked off the icy crumbs from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and said coldly, "It's right here, it's not like I haven't been frozen like this before. Do you want me or not, just a word."

Naxu frowned, the curse on his chest began to hurt, and his nose felt a little sore.

Why did he know that if he didn't go in, Mo Ya would be in despair.

If he went in, Mo Ya would be a smirk that succeeded.

Na Xu lowered his head and whispered in Mo Ya's ear: "I want you."

Sink down.

Mo Ya bowed up to accept him, embedding perfectly.

Na Xu inhaled, the acupuncture point he entered was extremely cold.

The snow slowly melted and sank, leaving a few shallow ice marks.

Mo Ya's whole back felt the biting cold of the snow, but the people on his body were hot.

The occasional snowflakes melted into water on Na Xu's face, and the crystal drops slowly slid down his cheeks.

When it fell completely away, Mo Ya caught it with his mouth, and then entered his abdomen.

The cotton robe undulates from slow to fast.

Slowly pushing, Na Xu felt that the tunnel that wrapped around him was no longer cold, but began to heat up, getting hotter and hotter.

Mo Ya still cooperated, welcoming Na Xu's every impact.

There was too much throbbing, and the strong cotton robe was being pulled looser and looser.

Mo Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that Xu's avatar was gradually stiffening in his body, rubbing his upright body with his hand, he was a little dizzy, and groans of ecstasy rolled out of his throat one after another.

The tone is dumb.

That's right, before this, he was determined to win; but now, he didn't expect that he would win.

Mo Ya opened his eyes slightly to see Na Xu clearly; but he clearly saw an Arhat pearl appearing between Na Xu's eyebrows, and the Arhat pearl faintly glowed with a warm pearly white light.

Naxu probed deeper and deeper, his body became hotter and hotter, but the pearly light between his brows became increasingly dim.

Mo Ya tried his best to lift himself up, stroked Na Xu's forehead with one hand, and fiddled with himself with the other.

This was the first time Mo Ya saw him, and it might also be the last time.

Blasphemy faster, faster.

"That thread..."

The cotton robes were torn apart by the force of the saw, and in the cold wind, white fluff flakes fluttered like snow.

The heart is like drumming.

At the moment of ecstasy, Mo Ya bowed his body desperately, allowing the flesh to fully intertwine, and all the desires in his body spurted out and burned up.

But the Arhat pearl on his forehead was extremely bright, and immediately shattered and shattered in all directions, disappearing in ashes.

The moment the beads collapsed, it seemed that all his cultivation had been exhausted, and Na Xu finally passed out.

Mo Ya smiled playfully, it was also the first time he saw Gong who passed out after having a good time.

There are still bits and pieces of snow floating in the wind.

Although his back was a little frozen, Mo Ya didn't want to move yet.

At this time, a small snow mound appeared in the snow, and the snow mound moved towards them all the way. Finally, a cat-like creature emerged out of the snow mound, with a chubby body, round eyes, and golden fur.

The reason why it is not a cat is that it has a large diamond-shaped obsidian on its forehead and nine tails on its back, which can act like a peacock spreading its tail.

This little fat "cat" who can only escape the snow shook off the residual snow on his body, looked at Mo Ya, looked at Na Xu, suddenly his face collapsed, and he ran to a corner in desperation, with his back to them, and the nine tails swayed to varying degrees , as if sad alone.

There seems to be a record of this guy in "Bai Ze Tu".

Mo Ya laughed triumphantly: "Siu, you are late!"