A Nest of Sanxian

Chapter 15——Cold water can also clog your teeth

After Mo Fan muttered and hung up the phone call with Arrogance, suddenly a magnified version of familiar eyebrows and eyes appeared in front of him, but it was not a familiar expression, but a complete indifference.

……

"Hexi...you—really forgot?..." Mingming knew it, and he had foreseen such a reunion, Mo Fan still asked unwillingly—is this fate?Could it be that our thousands of years of holding each other day after day and night are no match for memory?

"You..." Looked at Mo Fan carefully like a stranger. In the dark, there was a feeling of abandonment of the most important thing. He searched every corner of his memory hard - you forgot this person , you don’t know this person, you have forgotten everyone, you don’t know everyone... A curse-like voice echoed in my mind, and my thoughts that were tangled into a mess suddenly tightened, making every part of my body A nerve ending began to tremble and tingle——Hexi's dark brown eyes flashed blood red for a moment, and his voice became sharper than a knife: "Who are you?"

Mo Fan fell to the ground weakly in an instant, this is not true——

"Are you joking?..." Xiwen felt like hitting someone like never before: "Look at me, remember me, I'm Xiwen..."

"Xiwen?..."

"What international joke are you making, I am your grandfather Xiwen—"

"I don't know you." He Xi said coldly.

"How dare you tell me that you don't know you!" Seeing Mo Fan's aggrieved look, Xi Wen couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed He Xi's skirt desperately: "Listen to me, I am Xiwen, Xiwen—even if you don’t remember the name, you always remember how the gold coins and ingots you carefully hid disappeared, and who took the shower gel you worked so hard to buy for half a year as vegetable oil for the uncle in charge Cooking for you, why did you suddenly sneak into a bag full of frozen pebbles in your warm bed on a freezing morning... Don't tell me you forgot all of it—please, have a bit of the basic revenge mentality of a big man, okay? !Tell you, the culprit of these things is--me! I!! I!!!"

Time - frozen...

"Slightly..." With a punch, a meteor fell to the ground - Xiwen in the crater grinned and twisted her fingers, but her words were full of hope: "Think about it..."

He Xi shook his head, and looked at his fist blankly: "It's strange...why did I strike so hard..."

He Xi carefully looked at Mo Fan who was soft on the ground again. Finally, his confused eyes met those dark brown eyes, which were unprecedentedly bright——unprecedented?Why did he feel like this... He suddenly felt timid - he didn't dare to look at those crystal clear eyes, so he turned his head away as if to avoid - but in Mo Fan's eyes, it was still what he wanted. Familiar and Xi-style turned her head——Mo Fan suddenly felt very tired, and she repeated feebly: "What's the benefit of crossing the catastrophe like this..."

"..." What is that heart-wrenching feeling?Kazuki didn't know——

"Hexi..."

"It doesn't matter who you are—the master ordered me to take the escaped princess back. Those who stand in front of me are the enemies." He Xi coldly removed Xi Wen's fist: "Please step aside."

"If I don't get out of the way—"

"No matter who you are, those who stand in front of me are enemies." Hexi's voice was cold and cold.

Xiwen's heart skipped a beat—it's over. "Hey..." Xiwen stared straight at her: "He Xi, how many days have you not had a drink?"

"Huh?!" Physiological conditioned reflexes are far more refreshing than lost memories.

"It's true, you forgot all of it—" Xiwen suddenly changed into a gentle tone that made Mo Fan's skin crawl all over: "The ancient Yunlong Snow Mountain wine storage cellar, where the Greek-style wine storage column stands forever , the foam of Mei Han Sui wine will always be snow white, and the wine will always be..."

"It's clear..." He Xi took a breath—the wine was so clear that it seemed to be able to wash away all the sins on his back...

A long-planned flat stone slab mercilessly hit Hexi's head, and Xiwen dragged Princess Tongtong to escape quickly.

"You are really vicious..." Mo Fan ran away in tears——

"It's clear!" Xiwen snorted coldly with lingering anger—the memory of wine is clearer than the fetters of relatives, hum, hum, hum...

"Brother Xiwen..."

"What are you doing?!" Xiwen glared angrily at the proud Princess Tongtong—she sprained her ankle again.Thinking of taking care of such a young lady who is as sticky as gummy candy——Xiwen started to have a headache.

"just now……"

"It's my friend Kazuki,"

glowing.Princess Pudulu shook her head slowly: "I was just thinking, Xiwen must be very sad..."

"Sad?" Xiwen's hand that moved the flame shook slightly, and then threw a piece of dry wood into it: "Don't talk so disgustingly, I'm not you—crying and wiping tears is your patent. "

"Aren't you sad if you don't cry and wipe your tears?"

"..." Xiwen was silent for a long time, and Mo Fan on the other side was also silent for a long time, as if answering, and as if talking to himself: "It's just—— I'm not used to it...that's all..." Yes, no Getting used to it, Xiwen began to consciously search for some evidence of the past—such as...for example...thinking that Xiwen has done all the bad things—Xiwen thought bitterly—why can’t the example come out when I need to transfer my emotions?

"Brother Xiwen always keeps everything in his heart?"

"How can I—"

"However," Tongtong said.Princess Putuolu's dark eyes looked at the stars all over the sky: "Brother Xiwen is really a very reliable person..."

"I know the hatred of your country and your family," Xiwen replied coldly, "I won't go back on what I promised."

"That's not what I said."

"Huh?!" Tongtong said.Princess Putuolu's bright eyes fixed on Xiwen——Xiwen suddenly shivered completely.

"If it wasn't for those reasons, Tongtong, wouldn't Pudulu be able to cherish Wen?"

"..." Xiwen said with straight eyes, "I've never thought about this before..."

"Then you start thinking now—is it okay?"

"..." Xiwen stretched out her hand to touch Princess Tongtong's forehead: "You don't have a fever, do you?"

"I'm serious—" Princess Tongtong patted Xiwen's hand away, staring at Xiwen seriously: "Is it okay?"

"..." Xiwen blinked her eyes, and coughed helplessly: "No matter how serious you are, this is already the 36th time today..."——some things are rather lacking, too many repetitions, numb nerves There is no emotion at all...

"Damn it!...I'm serious every time!..." Princess Tongtong waved her fist excitedly.

"Ah~~~~~~~"

"Although... at the beginning, I really wanted to use you..." Princess Tongtong lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "If you think it's taking advantage of you, I admit it, but it's also sincere...because... I Can't do anything, useless, except relying on others..."

"You don't have to belittle yourself so desperately, you have your value," Xiwen sighed: "Remember, you must think highly of yourself at all times - what other people do is other people's business, and you are you. No matter what What a tiny piece of dust, this world always has its unique existence, and you also have things that no one else can do except you."

"There's nothing anyone else can do except me..."

"Yes, for that matter, you have to believe in yourself." Xiwen stretched out his hand to stroke his curly black hair: "I will help you—but I only want to help those who believe in me—you Do you believe me?"

"I believe! I——believe..." Princess Tongtong threw herself into Xiwen's arms, sobbing like a wounded deer—yes, I believe you...

You and I are not from the same world, illusion and reality may overlap, but that is only now...

That night, there were countless stars. Xiwen didn't push Princess Tongtong away, but just listened quietly to her crying...

"Xiwen's embrace—it's really warm..." I don't know why, gradually, I can't cry, I can't cry... I can't come out: "Accompany me who is so self-willed to spend this time, thank you..."

"Don't worry, I will rescue your parents—before that, please close your eyes and wait in peace."

(Xiwen Biaolei: Screenwriter, you are finally willing to arrange a more handsome segment for me T-T—Xiaoxue Screenwriter: No way, if you want to milk your milk, you must first feed you~~~~~ Xi Wen =＿=||||||||||||||||| Mo Fan suddenly jumped out: Report to the screenwriter! Do you want me to change the way of falling to the ground? I know 10 ways of inversion... ...Ah... how about this one, aestheticism?)

The eastern sky has already brightened, and the dark blue of the night has turned into a gray blue under the morning light. The thick and wet mist is lingering in the jungle. Mo Fan, the elf with crimson wings, is measuring the power of his light bulb. Those lingering mist There was a violent turbulence, and the invisible gravitational force swirled dozens of small tornadoes around Xiwen and Princess Tongtong, condensed and formed, and dozens of burly warriors holding scimitars surrounded them.

"Be careful, stand behind me." Xiwen covered Princess Tongtong and whispered, looking at these warriors calmly, silently weighing something.After a while, he sneered: "Don't hide, come out for me."

A blue smoke screen rose flatly, and He Xi stood in front of him calmly: "As you wish."

"Your master sent you to arrest people?" Xiwen asked in disgust.

"Yes."

"No matter who I am, the one standing in front of you is the enemy?"

"Yes."

"Then—" Xiwen rolled her eyes and made a grimace, raised her hand and said, "I surrender."

"Surrender as soon as you see a stronger enemy—" The black tower, Tongtong.Wearing a wooden shackle, Princess Pudulu looked at Xiwen angrily: "You have the dignity of a man, okay?"

"What happened to the dignity of a man?" Xiwen rested her chin on one hand, and played with the shackles with the other as if nothing had happened.

"When..." Princess Tongtong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"With such a big burden on you, it will take years and years for me to sneak in here?" Xi Wen stretched out his hand and threw the shackles on the ground: "This is the fastest way, I planned it that way from the beginning - even an African magician Don't be wary of people who have been 'arrested' by him, you are safest here, but I can also let go and do my own thing."

"Several heavy shackles..." Princess Tongtong was still looking at the exaggerated wooden shackles scattered on the ground.

"That guy's head is really rusted." Xiwen stood up, stretching his muscles and bones—it seemed that the hardships of trekking a while ago were not in vain, but he didn't blink: "I'm a bad boy, How could this level of shackles trap me?"

"It seems that guy—" Looking silently at the dimly lit window, Venus is still faintly shining in the dark blue of the eastern sky, Xiwen said in a low voice: "Really give me I completely forgot about it..."

"No - definitely not!" Xi Wen turned her head, Tong Tong.Princess Putoru said eagerly: "Xiwen, isn't he an important friend?!" She put her slender hands wearing shackles on her heart, and said softly: "I believe that someone in his heart In the corner, there must be the shadow of Xiwen, there must be..."

"You——" Xiwen smiled slightly: "When did you become a good woman?" He lightly removed the iron bars on the window: "However, don't get the question wrong—he has to forget me or remember me That's his freedom, it doesn't matter at all." Climb up to the window sill and make a farewell gesture: "What I promised will definitely be done, remember what I promised - until then, close your eyes and wait quietly .”

Shouting a good-bye chicly, Xiwen climbed out like a smart white ape—you have to forget me or remember that I am your freedom, it doesn’t matter at all, yes, it doesn’t matter at all—important It's me, Mo Fan and I still remember you, and Xi...

"Before then, close your eyes and wait quietly..." Tong Tong.Putuolu stared blankly at Xiwen disappearing into the blue-lighted window, and suddenly shouted angrily: "But, even if this is the case—you should take off my shackles before leaving?!!!"

"What's the safest thing..." Mo Fan fluttered his wings and floated in the air, crossing his legs and crossing his arms: "Escape from victory..."

As I said before, unlucky people and cold water are both stuck in the teeth-the same since ancient times.

Unfortunately, Xiwen ran into Meng Zhenhen head-on before he escaped from prison.

"Let's decide the outcome," the African magician Meng Zhenhen smiled coldly. There seemed to be an empty gravitational core between his white palms. The bright light was like stars, drawing elliptical orbits with similar eccentricities. : "This time I promise not to use the magic lamp, if you beat me, I will give you a chance to win back his memory."

A drop of cold sweat hung on the back of Xiwen's head, how could I have won Meng Zhenhen, the son of Shenlong?He stared intently at the palm of the African magician Meng Zhenhen: "Wait—let's change the way of dueling!"

The swirling stars in Meng Zhenhen's hands became more and more brilliant, and finally collided brilliantly together, with a bang, a heavy purple smoke burst out from the ground like an explosion, and the golden brilliance pierced out from the thick smoke ——Xiwen raised her arms to protect her eyes, then snorted coldly, and stroked the black hair that floated in front of her eyes with a big wrist: "It's just what I want." ——In front of her were two Apple computer laptops.

Ready? Go——

"African magicians really fight in person..." Mo Fan scratched his head.

——Crit strike Crit strike me flash my flash palm fairy art!Amaterasu pure poison crit group increased blood!Wipe me to death!Palm Immortal Technique!Critical strike, critical strike, I am locked in flash, jump, flash, ohshit!Amaterasu pure poison crit group increased blood!I'm going to die again!Watch my monthly reading!Ah, no flash... stealth..."

Mo Fan wiped his sweat secretly——The number one Xiwen of the Kunlun Mountain Demon King is really well-deserved.

"Oops!" Xiwen broke into a cold sweat, "So this guy is so powerful!"

"How treacherous!" African magician Meng Zhenhen broke into a cold sweat: "You actually pretended to be a pure and good student..."

He Xi broke into cold sweat: "Really..."

Mo Fan broke into cold sweat: "It's amazing..."

Mo Fan and Xi glanced at each other—these two could hit combos at this speed!

Two large-scale three-dimensional Apple notebooks, African magicians Meng Zhenhen and Xi Wen each occupy a console, Mo Fan and Xi Zhi stare at the two keyboards that can't wait to eat the keyboard that reflects the fierce three-dimensional fighting PK simulation in front of them By.Xi Wenhei's hand slapped the console like a black sandstorm, while the trajectory of Meng Zhenhen's white hand was like silver waves stirred up by a storm on the lake, making a clattering sound.

"Treacherous!" Xiwen shouted out of breath, "Meng, you pretended to have lived in seclusion for a long time in this kind of worldly expert who didn't even touch a computer, so you are so good at playing games!!!"

"Advance with the times, do you understand?!" Meng Zhenhen knocked on the control button: "Aren't you the same?! Pretend to be a good student who is trying to overcome the calamity, so you are so powerful!!!"

"Who do you think is pretending?! Even if I am a candidate, I have won the heaven in real terms!"

"Come on! Don't you usually have to go to Kunlun Academy besides practicing kung fu?!"

"How can a man who doesn't skip classes be considered a good monster!" Xi Wen dared not slack off in the face of the challenge: "If you choose to skip compulsory courses, you must skip elective courses. Under the corrupt rule of the elder Taibai Jinxing, I ran out to play games. Is it easy for Bao Jianfeng to come to me from sharpening the plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold?!"

"The elder said that Mr. Fanfan is the second truant of Kunlun Academy..." Mo Fan wiped his sweat—could it be...

"How can Master Fanfan compare with me?!" A series of crazy and unbelievable combos of Xiwen restored the weak decline.