This is My Planet

Ling Moxue was wondering if at his level, even filming is a kind of flag.

Maybe it's just a coincidence?

It's not his coincidence, but her Ling Moxue's.

So it was she who first appeared where he dropped.

What will I do when all kinds of plots that I have imagined, expected, and imagined have actually appeared in front of me?

At least the first idea has been broken.

I really can't make him a slave, I don't want to see him lower his eyebrows and bow his head, that's not the Xia Guixuan he wants.

But do you want him to be your apprentice?

Just like once he took himself to walk through Zelt, being a teacher all the way.

Ling Moxue's lips twitched, and she tilted her head slightly under Xia Guixuan's expectant eyes: I will teach you what you want to learn...there is no need for master and apprentice.

Xia Guixuan blinked his eyes in surprise.

Ling Moxue complained to herself: I'm not like some people who are self-righteous and like to be a teacher. Anything can become a preaching, and even falling in love can become an apprentice.

Xia Guixuan: ...

Why does it feel like the person you mentioned is a bit familiar...

Ling Moxue turned around, feeling much more relaxed for some reason, as if some of the entangled things disappeared unknowingly, like just passing through Nankeyimeng, and the obsession disappeared in the dream.

She smiled slightly: Don't you think our conversation is a bit weird?

Xia Guixuan shook his head.

The dialogue is strange, but this girl is really beautiful.

The iceberg-like expression suddenly smiled and became more beautiful, like spring returning to the earth, and like snow lotus blooming on a snow mountain.

Why doesn't he suspect the so-called subsidiary artists? Not only because he saw her fighting desperately, he felt worthy of trust and respect, but also because he felt that this girl was very familiar at the first sight, and she was someone very close to him.

Ah Hua's judgment is very correct, how can someone like Xia Guixuan seal his memory with one hammer and have no way out? Sealing the memory is not amnesia, the memory is still deep in the soul sea, but it is wrapped by one's own soul power, like a capsule. Over time, the capsule will dissolve on its own, and the memory will awaken, but it will not last for a few days.

If there is no external influence at all, it will only take three days. If there is a liar who really wants to fool him, when he wakes up three days later, the ashes of the liar will be thrown away.

If there is external stimulation, such as this kind of conversation with a familiar girl, maybe he will fully recover after talking.

In addition, in terms of strength, it is only due to injury and weakness, and the temporary forgetting of law skills caused by sealing memory. Memory recovery, recuperation and recovery, then the combat power will be restored, and there is no so-called loss of skill.

Of course, it would take a long time for this kind of injury to heal on its own, but it would be easy to find medicinal materials if such a huge force was activated.

So there was nothing wrong with Xia Guixuan's decision, as long as Ah Hua was reliable, there should be almost no danger at all.

Fortunately, there is still no danger...or I should thank the girl in front of me.

The so-called amnesia and weakness under this premise are obviously not the dog blood that Maya thinks, but more like a kind of turning back.

Fill some unfinished relationships and make up some unfinished gaps.

And... to walk into the hearts of some people.

Xia Guixuan finally said: I don't think there is anything strange about our conversation, the girl is very kind.

Is it considered kind to ask you to kneel down and call master?

That's obviously not the girl's true meaning.

Ling Moxue curled her lips, as long as you can, I really force you to kneel down and watch you cry.

never mind.

She sighed, walked slowly to the side of the bed, reached out her hand to catch Xia Guixuan's pulse: In a normal conversation, the most important thing to pay attention to is asking about your injury, not a slave or apprentice.

Xia Guixuan was stunned, but he also felt that it was true...why would he feel normal about such an obviously inappropriate topic?

Is it because my relationship with this girl is closer than I imagined?

Ling Moxue lowered her head and said softly: Actually, I should have paid more attention to the injury... I couldn't hold back...

She paused for a moment, didn't continue, just looked down to see her pulse.

Between the trembling eyelashes, there is a softness and bewilderment that is completely opposite to the previous battle.

There is a faint body fragrance on her body, which smells good.

Her fingers are soft and smooth, very comfortable.

The blood on the corner of her lips had solidified, and she hadn't wiped it off yet.

Xia Guixuan looked at her, then stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and gently wiped her blood.

Crack! Ling Moxue suddenly waved his hand away, and pointed a sword at his throat: Self-respect.

Xia Guixuan hurriedly said: I didn't intend to be frivolous...

Whether you intend it or not. Ling Moxue said lightly, Not everyone with this face can touch me. It wouldn't be him without his memory.

Xia Guixuan stared at her blankly... According to your intention, I can touch you by recovering my memory?

This relationship...

Is it girlfriend?

Should I have taken this opportunity to instill in you a little bit more awareness that you like Ling Moxue the most and that you want to treat Ling Moxue better in the future? Common sense, this awareness should still be imprinted after the memory is restored. Ling Moxue said calmly: Forget it, maybe I'm too stubborn, maybe I'm big-chested and brainless, and I can't do it. I will never be able to compare with those foxes.

Xia Guixuan felt a little pain in his head.

I don't know why there is an emotion called distress, which spreads inexplicably.

Some emotions are surging, washing away the capsule wrapped in soul power, as if they are about to melt.

Ling Moxue finally moved her finger away from his pulse: This injury... I would have died long ago, I can only say that it was you... But can you tell me why the sword wound that runs through the ribs is Shao Siming's sword? She betrayed you?

Xia Guixuan's head hurt even more...

Some pictures flashed in disorder, and some names stubbornly hit the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Moxue, the little fox, is the young master.

How did you get this injury?

I feel that I have important things to do, the sooner the better... There are people wearing wedding dresses, waiting for me to save...

Knock knock, knock on the door sounded.

The two turned their heads to look, only to see Shang Zhaoye leaning against the door with arms folded, as if he had been watching for a long time.

Ling Moxue got up a little embarrassed: Master...how is Tathagata?

Shang Zhaoye shook his head: He retreated after a few moves, probably because he was afraid of being surrounded by us... and even more afraid that Father God will recover soon after entering the star field? ——How about Father God's injury?

Ling Moxue said: I'm not good at these things, my judgment is not accurate, and I feel that the pulse is very weak.

Shang Zhaoye finally walked to the bedside, and looked at Xia Guixuan's face with a strange expression, but he didn't plan to have an injury for a long time, as if he was crazy just looking at this face.

Ling Moxue coughed dryly: Master...

Shang Zhaoye suddenly smiled: It's true... When he was here, he respected and loved him, and he was so fanatical that he didn't even have his own brain. But when he fell into the mortal world, he didn't have the desire to return to the glory of God the Father. It's really strange... This shouldn't be the thinking of a high priest at all.

Ling Moxue blinked her eyes: Is it because... I think he looks cute like this?

Shang Zhaoye laughed ha: It's true...it's not high above, it's not serving, it's not subordinate, it doesn't know PUA, and it doesn't want to ride a horse. It's just a very cute, smart boy who has a strong interest and curiosity about everything...I think, when he embarked on the road of cultivation, he should be such a boy. The young man that Shao Siming met...This is the nature of me.

Ling Moxue curled her lips and said, I thought his real me was a big pervert.

Cough cough. Xia Guixuan's dry cough came, interrupting the self-contained conversation between the master and apprentice: Could it be me who you're talking about?

Shang Zhaoye ignored him, and suddenly asked Ling Moxue: Hey, you said... take advantage of his current state and overturn him, how about letting me ride?

Xia Guixuan: ?

Ling Moxue laughed: Master, you can try it yourself, just like I tried before.

Forget it. Shang Zhaoye stretched his waist: I'll contact Youyou and tell her not to come here. It's more important to find the medicinal materials first. You should accompany him for his early recovery.

Ling Moxue blushed slightly: Master, you...

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm partial to creating opportunities for you. Shang Zhaoye smiled: It's just that I think your path to Taiqing is here.