Legend of Maple

Zhang face, but dare not say anything else.He could only watch helplessly as the man happily took away the elixir that made countless people jealous at the price of a thousand magic stones.

After confirming that the man had left, the man who was called the Seventh Shopkeeper spoke up, and said, "Young master, you have been hacked... that pill, at least it can sell for four thousand magic stones at least... ...If you sold it to me just now, no matter how black I am, I can still give you [-] magic stones. But now I was taken away by that person with [-] magic stones... Hey... Hey..." Shopkeeper Seven was heartbroken sigh.

After hearing this statement, Mo Feng disagreed.In Mo Feng's view, as long as the urgent need can be solved.More money, less money, it doesn't make any difference to him.However, seeing that the seven shopkeepers were considered real people, Mo Feng took out six Peiyuan Pills from the mustard seeds, and said, "Sell you."

Shopkeeper Qi took a look and didn't dare to have any doubts. He directly accepted the six Peiyuan Pills at the price of one five thousand magic stones.

With more than [-] magic stones in hand, Mo Feng put them away one by one, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.

One of the remaining seven shopkeepers smirked there as if they were crazy: "Send it, send it, send it, if you sell this, you can earn at least [-] magic stones for one...sent...sent... ...It's gone..."

When the shopkeeper Seven was laughing madly at himself, Mo Feng was already standing on the street, and he was walking slowly on the street, ready to buy some clothes for a change.

But Mo Feng didn't know that when he was buying clothes at the tailor shop, Qing Lian was sitting on the edge of the bed in the inn, tracing Mo Qingjue's face with her jade white fingertips, and said to herself He said: "You are so beautiful... No wonder he looks at you so differently. As cold and aloof as he is, as if the world is not in his eyes, when looking at you, there is such a complicated look. Struggling eyes. Seeing him look at you like that, I really... really envy you."

"I have been with him for nearly 300 years. In his eyes, I am no different from a stranger. Why did you attract his attention just after you appeared and make him look at you differently?"

"Is it because of this stunning and enchanting face? Or is it because of your alluring natural aura?" Qing Lian traced Mo Qingjue's facial features little by little with her fingertips, her eyes were as indifferent as snow, and the cold seeped through.

"Hehe..." Qinglian chuckled suddenly, elegantly and charmingly, but the chill in her eyes deepened a bit.

"However, no matter what kind of mentality he has towards you, what entanglements do you have with him? Since you can attract his attention, then, it's up to you to keep him for the time being... At present, I need time... ..."

Saying so, Qinglian's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a cold wave in the corner of his eyes.When he opened his eyes, there was already a bright red lotus petal on his fingertips.Looking at the lotus petals, he said, "Being bewitched by my body is considered your good fortune. Let's save your life for now... whoever can attract his attention at this moment is you..."

With a soft sigh, the bright red lotus petals sank into the center of Mo Qingjue's eyebrows, missing...

Qinglian got up gently and left from the bed.He had just left when Mo Fengbu's enchantment appeared again.Everything is the same as before, no changes can be seen...

About half an hour later, Mo Feng returned.He waved his hand to remove the barrier, and started to change Mo Qingjue's clothes...

Just when Mo Feng was about to take off Mo Qingjue's obscene clothes, he held Mo Feng's arm with both hands to stop him from moving.

Mo Feng looked up, but met a pair of cold and indifferent black eyes full of sadness...

Looking at these eyes, the beauty that was as transparent as glazed glass in the past is no longer there, and the enchanting beauty is no longer visible... Only death and sadness are left...

Mo Feng felt his heart tremble, and an indescribable feeling spread from his heart again.Suppressing the uncontrollable feeling, Mo Feng opened his lips and said a word...

Who is whose doom, and who is playing

"You are injured, this is the inn, you don't have to be afraid, no one can hurt you." Mo Feng looked at him quietly, and said softly.However, there was an extremely hard-to-find tenderness in that seemingly light tone.

When Mo Qingjue saw Mo Feng's hair, Mo Qingjue's eyes suddenly burst into an extremely bright light.However, the bright light receded in an instant following Mo Feng's words, and returned to the emptiness and silence, with heavy sadness...

Mo Feng could see all the changes in his expression, and his heart was inexplicably aroused.

Qinglian watched from the side, and gently lowered her eyebrows.

Mo Qingjue blinked, and then struggled to sit up from the bed. He slightly parted his lips, a little weak, but said a word in a cold tone: "Thank you for your help. Could this fellow Taoist do me a favor."

Not an inquiry request, just a light statement.Snow-like hair wrapped around his neck, adding a bit of indifference and wordless sadness.

"What's the matter?" Mo Feng asked in a soft tone.

Mo Qing didn't answer immediately, he took a lavender mustard seed from the middle finger of his right hand and handed it to Mo Feng, and said lightly: "There is a sound transmission stone in the mustard seed, please use your true energy to open it, and then take it out Sound transmission stone, crush it, and help me deliver a message."

Mo Feng took it, looked at Mo Qingjue questioningly, and said: "This mustard seed is something that belongs to its owner. If I force it open, it will definitely damage all the contents inside. I'm afraid there will be nothing left..."

What is Mo Feng's subtext, the spell to open Mustard Seed.

After hearing what Mo Feng said, Mo Qingjue's face changed, and he was extremely pale in an instant, without a trace of blood.And the blood in his chest was surging, and the true energy was surging, and with a 'poof' sound, he gushed out a mouthful of scarlet blood from his mouth.The blood was sprinkled on the snow-white obscene clothes, which looked shocking and frightening.

But Mo Qingjue didn't realize how miserable and pitiful he looked at the moment. He stretched out his sleeve to wipe the blood stains on his lips, and said lightly, "The spell to open it is 'My Love, Mo Feng'."

After one sentence fell, Mo Feng suffocated, his whole body stiffened, his heartbeat almost stopped, all his thoughts fell into a blank state in an instant, and a sentence circulated in his mind'I love Mo Feng, I love Mo Feng, I love Mo Feng... I love Mo Feng...'

The past is vivid in my memory, and the short time we get along is exchanged for the monstrous man in front of me saying "he is the one I love".Once upon a time, Mo Feng didn't believe this sentence at all.Mo Feng thought that this enchanting man with a superior attitude would not like a child.For a little boy, what is there that deserves his love and liking?

Mo Feng couldn't believe it... a man who lived for tens of thousands of years would fall in love with a child who was only a few years old... Moreover, this child was still his blood relative, his son...

Mo Feng couldn't find any reason to believe in what he called 'love'.

But at this moment, seeing him like this, listening to these words, some images that had been sealed in Mo Feng's heart came to mind, and he couldn't help but feel that 'he really loves me'...

But, this is just a feeling.Up to now, Mo Feng has no way to believe that a mature man will fall in love with a child.And this kind of love will last for so long, for hundreds of years...

Mo Feng, don't believe me.But I couldn't find a reason to convince myself.

Mo Feng held the mustard seed and silently chanted the incantation.In an instant, a spar emitting white light appeared in his palm.He handed the mustard seeds together with the spar to Mo Qingjue's hand.

Mo Qingjue took it, and said 'Thank you' lightly.Afterwards, Mo Qingjue mobilized a small amount of true energy to crush the sound transmission stone.A dazzling white barrier was erected in front of him. The white barrier was about the size of a jade plate, and several figures were reflected in it.

Mo Qingjue looked at those figures, and said calmly, "I'm injured, come here." After speaking, Mo Qingjue cut off the contact and leaned against the bedside to breathe.

Seeing Mo Qingjue like this, Mo Feng stretched out his hand, wanting to convey his true essence, but he turned to avoid it.

Without looking at Mo Feng, Mo Qingjue said in a cold tone, "Don't touch me."

Mo Feng's raised hand was empty, he looked at Mo Qingjue quietly, and said: "You are injured, and your body can't bear the medicinal properties of the elixir. Although the true energy in your body has been smoothed by me, but There is still no way to use it flexibly. I have no other intentions, I just want to send you some real energy."

For the first time in his life, Mo Feng was no longer reticent, and his tone of voice could be said to be soft.

This move of Mo Feng made Qinglian's eyelids tremble, and the way he looked at Mo Feng had an indescribable meaning.And the eyes looking at Mo Qingjue were indeed a little more cold.It's just that the coldness was well hidden by him in an instant, replaced by gentleness.

After hearing what Mo Feng said, Mo Qingjue gave him a flat look and said, "No need."

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Mo Feng frowned lightly, and said: "You have been injured, and now, except me, no one else has the ability to adjust your body. If you continue to be so stubborn, you will only be hurt. You have caused irreparable harm to yourself. You have to think clearly. Are you sure you want to go on like this?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Mo Qingjue said coldly, ungrateful.

This move of Mo Qingjue made Mo Feng frowned. He looked at Mo Qingjue's pale and bloodless face, and an incomprehensible glint flashed across his eyes.He suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped Mo Qingjue's body a few times, and said, "With me, I don't need to care if you say it or not." After that, Mo Fengfei went to bed and put him in his arms In the middle of the day, the thick true essence poured into his body continuously along the palm of his hand.

Mo Qingjue was restrained by Mo Feng.Unable to struggle, unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as Mo Feng recuperated his body.But,