Or, it’s just that the young master is unwilling to involve too many people in this secular world. Everyone should have their own work and should not be reluctant to involve themselves with them.

"What, Gu Yanbo, you are very relieved to me. If I leave and don't go back, how can you get through this long time of entering the pass?" Hu Chenqi's voice suddenly came from the treetops.

He has always been in this pear orchard, but he just lies on the pear branches to repair it. The pear blossoms in this pear orchard are also very fragrant, making people feel extremely comfortable. With such beautiful scenery, it is a good user.

"Down." Gu Yanbo was dressed in white and was extremely glorious. His cold eyebrows and eyes were eased for a moment. Even the white tassel mask on his left eye socket also felt a little gentle. He said in a warm voice to Hu Chenxi, who was sitting on this tree now.

Hu Chenxi could never understand anything else, and he would definitely do what he promised. Besides, he had already discovered that Hu Chenxi was in the pear garden. His extremely erotic aura could be felt even after a hundred thousand miles away.

The road to the underworld is difficult to walk, and those who walk are all returning to their souls.

Mo Ran has been waiting by the Three Lives Stone for some time, but after all, he cannot find the appearance of the West Mirror from this past person.

He is now a demon and cannot stay in the world for a long time. The reincarnation platform will be opened for a hundred years, and the days he finally wandered in this world are only a hundred years left.

"Master, sir, can you continue to investigate these people?" The little official, who had already stuttered because of fright, even held the tea that had just been brewed to the soft couch in blood-red fox skin that Mo Ran was resting, lowering his head, and did not dare to see Mo Ran's eyes more often.

His eyes were just a faint purple before, but now they were dark purple and almost turned into black, and then they swallowed all of this. It was daunting.

"Continue." Mo Ran said coldly, without raising his eyes.

He has not had much time and cannot delay it.

Although crying blood can be investigated, it is not a human matter, but there is no way to do so. Besides, since the crying blood has been returned to others, I will no longer interfere. Chi Xie and Yue Se must have been in the divine realm during this period, so why should he make things difficult for a young man?

A hundred years later, this crying blood will eventually belong to this young man. No one can always be the master and always hold the power.

And now he no longer takes this power into consideration. These things will eventually pass by the wind and will not leave anything else. What he has worked hard to build may be the last wedding dress for others.

But he understood and knew it too late, and finally missed a girl who was very nice to him. This was the case. Only after losing it would he regret it.

"Yes, but there is no girl from Xijing on the list of the underworld." The little official forced a smile and muttered in a low voice to Mo Ran.

The interrogation during this period is exhausting, but this is another person who is extremely difficult to mess with. He dared not to rob his life and fight against this demon. In the end, he is afraid that even the bones will not be left.

"No." Mo Ran said coldly, and his body also rose from this soft collapse. If there was no Western mirror on the list of the underworld, it would be that it would not be under the jurisdiction of the underworld. There were only two types of people who did not enter the underworld. One was a person who had become an immortal and did not need to read the cycle of reincarnation, while the other was a person who had already been destroyed and would never enter this world again.

Mo Rank had a headache. Since he woke up, his memories have been much less, and more of them were extremely hazy and vague memories, just like the screen windows that had not been swept in spring, and they could not be seen.

But this is something he needs to figure out.

He began to regret, extremely regretful. He should have told Xijing about these things earlier. It is inevitable that she would follow her already unconscious self and would eventually harm her. Sure enough, she really hurt her, ashes, and she was so simple as these four words. How can the pain of ashes be expressed in any way?

If his father had not put his spiritual sense into his body back then, although he was not as powerful as his current magic, he could control his emotions and vent his emotions like an ordinary person.

He and Xijing would not be so desperate, and there was no way to continue again.

No one else was miserable, but in the end it was miserable only Xijing.

"Yes, there is really no, there is." The little official shrank his neck and whispered in a low voice.

Although this adult is a little pretty, his temper is extremely bad and he is going to catch up with the Emperor of Fengdu. As he thought about it, he touched his nose with some disappointment.

"I know, I don't have to look for it anymore." Mo Ran whispered, and it quickly turned into a wisp of ink-colored smoke and dust that disappeared.

But the little official continued to look at the soft couch in blood-colored fox skin on the side of the Three Lives Stone and was tranced.

"I don't know what my mother-in-law likes him. She is so cruel." The little official whispered, just entering the pavilion beside her.

An old woman dressed in gray in the pavilion bent over and walked out. When she saw the little official, she smiled and said, "I am angry with that lord again." The old lady said, and took the osmanthus cake with a very beautiful color and put it in front of the little official.

The extremely strong smell of osmanthus made Xiaoji saliva flow.

When he was a soul-loving person, he was also the one who loved the most. Although he is now a minor official in the underworld, he is still obsessed with the osmanthus cake.

"Eat slowly." Before he finished speaking, the little official buried his head and started to eat. This mother-in-law's osmanthus cake is not made every day.

"Mother-in-law, why did I make osmanthus cake today?" The mouth was still full of osmanthus cake, and there were a lot of osmanthus cake dregs gathered around her mouth, and she said to the old woman in gray clothes in great vagueness.

"The osmanthus cake is good, okay." As he said that, he turned his eyes to the Sansheng Stone beside him. There are so many infatuated children on the Sansheng Stone. Some are waiting for their lovers who have never been old, while others are hoping that their husbands who have returned can still look at themselves on the Sansheng Stone after they are reborn.

The word "infatuation" contains so much blood and tears. Only they themselves know the taste of it best.
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