My past life was a fan of all men

With just such a casual glance, tears filled Mo Lang's eyes.

"you……"

"You are..." Mo Lang said intermittently.

"Why are you here?!" Sun Lei frowned suddenly, glanced sharply, and said coldly.

"Wait here for me and don't run around." Sun Lei's words had an orderly tone, "I'm going to deal with some things first, and I'll come see you later."

Mo Lang stared blankly at Sun Lei turning and leaving. In the long corridor, his back was stretched so long under the incandescent lamp that it seemed to extend to ancient times, when they first met.

"Guo Yulei...General Guo...Brother Guo...!" Mo Lang choked up with tears in his eyes.

"What? National Teacher, what are you talking about?" Sun Ren stretched out his hand and scratched the black hair on his head, and then said, "That's my elder brother, not Guo Yulei, his surname is Sun, and his name is Lei."

"Sun Lei..." He stretched the last word Lei very long.

is it him?Is it my lover Guo Yulei?

"His name is also Lei." Mo Langbo's radiant deep pool eyes suddenly shed crystal tears.

He had imagined this reunion thousands of times in his dreams, whether it would be at a staggered crossroads, rubbing shoulders with each other and smiling knowingly while walking lightly across the zebra crossing; At night, he was dressed in white and came out of the rain curtain, or galloped out of the rain curtain on his favorite horse; could it be that he looked back inadvertently in a dimly lit place, but that person Blowing a remnant flute under the willows supported by the evening wind...

What's more, he didn't dare to think too much, he was afraid that he would never meet again in this life and life after life.

Thousands of years ago, a "birth, old age, sickness, death, hatred and parting" separated them abruptly. From then on, tears filled the depths of leaning on the railing, and he could never be called back. In the north, I can no longer wait for the man in the dream who cuts the wick of the candle at the west window.

Mo Lang stepped forward and wanted to chase him, but he had to reach out and hold his fair-skinned Shengxue's cheek, so that his fingertips could feel more real, so that he wouldn't wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, the blood-stained battlefield, He wanted to take wings and fly away, but he missed it. Tears streamed down his face, and his heart was cut like a knife.

At this time, Sun Ran was crying like a child abandoned by his parents on the side of the road, trembling and crying, his legs knelt on the floor, his eyes were blurred by the whirling tears. The eye sockets fell, and he crawled on the ground sobbing, reaching out to get the lollipops scattered around to his side one by one.

He was lonely, he was helpless, his split-petal heart was withering and dilapidated piece by piece, and he almost fainted from crying for a while.

When Mo Lang heard Sun Ran's "sputtering" crying, he stopped in his tracks.

Opening a pair of eyes as clear as a mirror, watching his apprentice kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face, he couldn't help himself.

There was a thunderbolt and thunder, and outside the corridor, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, with thick black clouds covering the top, and the street lights on the hospital corridor flickered on and off.

Mo Lang squatted down beside Sun Ran, and reached out to hold Sun Ran's cold hands.

"Xiao Ran, don't cry, people cannot be resurrected after death."

Sun Ran slightly raised his tear-filled eyes to look at Mo Lang, then sobbed and said, "I know, I know that reincarnation of birth, old age, sickness and death is inevitable, but I..." He reached out to touch the snot under the wing of his nose, " But I just want to give grandma a piece of candy, why, why can't this satisfy me."

"She must have been very unwilling to leave. She was unwilling that her most beloved grandson didn't even have time to look at her before she died." Sun Ran said to himself.

"Master." He stretched out his trembling hand to grab Mo Lang's trousers, "Why doesn't this world give me a chance to make up for my grandma, I never have time..."

Mo Lang stretched out his slender white hands to hug Sun Ran tightly into his arms, "Don't cry, master can't bear to see you so sad."

Mo Lang reached out to wipe away the teardrops from Sun Ran's eyes, and stood up abruptly, "You can't do it in time, Master can make it happen for you."

At this time, Sun Ran opened a pair of clear and deep eyes, and looked at Mo Lang full of doubts without blinking.

"You forgot, your master, I am the number one national teacher in the world. There is nothing in this world that I want to do but cannot do."

A light flashed quickly in Sun Ran's tearful eyes, "Really? Even if you are dead, can you be resurrected?"

"Of course resurrection is not possible, but if you want to give your grandma a candy, the teacher can still fulfill this wish for you. It can also be regarded as a gift for the grandma before she dies."

Sun Ran stood up abruptly, and stretched out his hands to hold Mo Lang's wrist tightly, and the tiny blue veins on his arm protruded one by one.

"Then what are we going to do? Are we going to set up a formation? Then what should I prepare?"

"Well... it's a formation, but you don't need to prepare anything, just wait and listen to my orders."

In a hurry, Mo Lang's right thumb touched his middle finger, his lips parted slightly, and he recited the fairy formula silently. He turned around and flew towards the sky, turning into a white light and flying into the dark night sky, like a flying star flying straight into the moon. It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Sun Ran frowned and froze for a while.

"Who is the master? Not only is he proficient in Qimen Dunjia and Bagua Qizhen, but now he can become a flying fairy."

He blinked his eyes wide open, with thousands of doubts in his heart, he silently lowered his head to see the lollipops scattered all over the floor, and the unstoppable tears poured down again.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the promenade, and the strong wind blew all kinds of grass flying.

Sun Ran squatted down and stretched out his slender and white hands to cut off the spilled lollipops one by one. Under the yellowish light, he bent over and projected a few more figures on the white wall. Very lonely.

As soon as Mo Lang chanted the immortal formula, he turned into a golden dragon in the clouds, hovering and flying around in the fog, and rushed towards the Nantian Gate above the nine sky as fast as the speed of light.

He flew straight up to the clouds of the Nine Heavens, and at the Nantian Gate, he turned into a handsome young man in a green shirt with a fairy air.

Before he could stand on his toes, he heard the barking of Erlang Shen's beloved dog, Xiaotiangou.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Mo Lang strode forward, and the roaring dog rushed over and jumped onto Mo Lang's body, with its two front paws lying on Mo Lang's chest, sticking out its tongue and licking Mo Lang's chin vigorously.

"Bad boy, do you miss me?"

"Wang Wang Wang..."

It nodded, buried its head in Mo Lang's arms and rubbed it back and forth. It has been half a year since Mo Lang flew down the mortal world through the waves of the Milky Way. lying on his body.

"Shoutian dog, don't make trouble." Mo Lang reached out and wiped the hair on Xiaotian dog's head, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Hey, I will eat dog meat for you later!"

The cheering Xiaotiangou suddenly had a stinky face, and stared at Mo Lang with two pitch-black eyes, extremely disgusted that he likes to eat his own compatriots...

"Okay, Xiaotiangou don't bother Qianshengdian."

Holding a long halberd and wearing bright silver armor, Erlang God came from the clouds and fog.

"Xiaoer, you come to welcome me too, you are really polite!" Mo Lang said with a smile to Erlang God.

Erlang Shen stretched out his hand to wipe his chin, then blinked and said: "Old Qian, long time no see, you are still such a stubborn temper, you will not change a bit, I thought you will restrain yourself after you come down to the mortal world!"

Mo Lang suddenly frowned, a bright light flashed quickly in his clear eyes, and he thought to himself: "How could God Erlang know that I have descended to the mortal world? It's not only me, Taibai Xingjun, but also me. Does Mr. Wenchang know about it?"

"Xiao Er, why do you say that I have descended to the mortal world?"

The muscles on Erlangshen's face suddenly stiffened, his dark eyeballs rolled around and he said: "No, you are so playful, I was just talking casually."

Mo Lang: "..."

Am I playful?I went down to collect blessings, why can't this Xiaoer even speak a word, and even said that he has been a god in the fairy world for thousands of years... he can't even speak human words.

After saying goodbye to Erlang God, Mo Lang flew on his own fire unicorn, and flew towards his "Qingfeng Palace".

Mo Lang reached out and touched the horns of Huo Qilin, "Huo Qilin, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

Huo Qilin tilted his head, and a flash of lightning flashed in his bright eyes, "I'm not used to having people touching my horns..."

Mo Lang: "..."

It's only a day before I descend to the mortal world, you have no conscience, and you forgot about this fairy...

Returning to the "Qingfeng Palace", the two fairy boys who were serving the Qiansheng Palace ran out from the gate, knelt down and greeted the Qiansheng Palace with a plop.

"Your Highness is back."

"What's the matter? Could it be that if I'm no longer a day, something anecdotal will happen?"

A little fairy boy dressed in blue raised his head slightly, without a trace of water in his round eyes, and said in a bright voice: "There are no anecdotes, but an hour ago, Wenchang Xianjun came to you, In the end, when I found out that you were no longer in the mansion, I returned disappointed."

"Hmm..." This is my natural way, and that guy Wenchang took my spirit out of my body that night, which made me not sleep well that night.

"anything else?"

Xiantong went on to say: "Mr. Taibai Xing specially sent a set of Nine Dragons Pearl Chess that he arranged carefully, and said that he wanted you to take a good look at it."

That boy Taibai lost to me in chess, do you still want to use this to stump me?I don't have any skills, and I am not good at chess, so don't come and fool me.

Mo Lang covered his mouth with his hand and yawned, "Well, is there anything wrong?"

"Nezha, Li Jing's third son, got married yesterday, and we decided to send you your favorite moonlight glazed stone as a gift."

"What, Nezha is getting married!?" He reached out and tapped his forehead, "Look at me, I'm such a big fool, I even forgot little Nezha's big wedding." Playing chess is so bad, I'm going to fall asleep...

Mo Lang stretched out his hands and pulled his back to cheer himself up, "Xiao Si, go get me some water, I want to take a hot bath."