full of moonlight

Chapter 157 [85] Mind

Faced with his instant fierce coercion, Du Ye couldn't help taking a step back, and then realized that his actions were showing cowardice, couldn't help but annoyed, and frowned: "There are many gu masters in Southern Border, but those who can only be tamed by ordinary people The incompetent Gu worms think it’s useless for you to come, right? Rakshasa’s secret collections are naturally rare and precious Gu worms, without my help, even if you get them, it will be in vain.”

Jiang Wanting narrowed his eyes and said, "But if I let you go, and you never come back, who am I going to ask for the secret book?"

Du Ye pursed his lips, his palms were sweating due to nervousness, and said: "You can try to trust me once, anyway, if you don't let me go, I won't..."

The rest of the words couldn't be said, because Jiang Wanting's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly moved, strangled Du Ye's throat and said coldly: "I hate being threatened by others. When I still want to talk to you, I should Interesting."

Du Ye wanted to struggle, Jiang Wanting sneered, a strong internal force was poured into Du Ye's body along his fingertips, Du Ye suddenly widened his eyes, the eyeballs protruded due to the severe pain, and his face showed extreme pain The expression on his face, but his throat was pinched by Jiang Wanting, and he couldn't even make a scream.

"Have you considered it, can you hand it over?" Cai Cai's grimness just now seemed to be just an illusion, and Jiang Wanting once again put on a seemingly harmless faint smile, which fell into Du Ye's eyes, but it made him slap a shudder.

Just now, he really felt the fear of death approaching, and at this moment his whole body became weak. If Jiang Wanting was not still pinching his neck, he might collapse to the ground.

In panic, Du Ye could only nod.

"Where is it?" Jiang Wanting frowned.

Du Ye's eyes turned to the pile of firewood beside him.Jiang Wanting glanced over, raised his palm and struck, the pile of firewood was blown away to the sides, revealing an old book with a rolled-up cover and dark yellow color underneath.With five fingers closed, he has already held the book in his hand.

Shaking open a few pages with one hand, it is indeed the art of controlling Gu.Jiang Wanting put away the book with satisfaction, and then turned to Du Ye.The other party's expression was still very frightened, and after seeing Jiang Wanting put away the cheats, there was a pleading look in his eyes.

"Actually, I thought about bringing you back to Lanyulou to raise Gu for me, but you shouldn't do such a stupid thing as threatening me." Jiang Wanting said to Duye, "You are right, there is no There are a few Gu masters who are as capable as you, but with this cheat book, I can naturally train a few more for my use. I believe they will be more obedient than you."

Clenched his fingers hard, and there was a "click" under the flesh, and Du Ye's throat was strangled in horror, his eyes were wide open and he fell on the ground in the dust.

Jiang Wanting snorted disdainfully, took out a bottle of bone erosion water from his sleeve, poured it on Du Ye's body, and then left the firewood room.

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The next day.

"Brother is in a good mood today." Mu Shuyue smiled as she looked at a half-formed landscape painting by Mo Linfeng.In the two days after Suuxi's death, Mo Linfeng was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, and spent most of the time alone in silence, which made Mu Shuyue have to worry.But when I came here today, I saw him painting unexpectedly. Although his expression was still calm, it was much better than before. Mu Shuyue was a little relieved, and his mood became lighter.

"Compared with the Central Plains, the mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang are more charming and unique." Mo Linfeng dipped his brush in the ink lightly, sketched again, and said casually, "Yu Zhimin moves quickly, and everything outside is in order sequence."

Mu Shuyue smiled slightly. It seems that although Mo Linfeng is in a bad mood these days, he still pays attention to the things outside, and he feels relieved a lot.He helped Mo Linfeng dilute the ink with water, and said: "After all, he has been the leader of the martial arts for so many years, so there is no shortage of means."

A bit of thought flashed in Mo Linfeng's eyes, and he said, "In a few years, the leader of the martial arts alliance will change, and Xuan Yi's side..."

"Xuan Yi is not interested in this seat." Mu Shuyue said indifferently.

"That's all." Mo Linfeng shrugged, and seemed to think of something after a while, "I heard that Jiang Wanting, the owner of the Lanyu Tower, showed his skills this time and became famous."

Mu Shuyue remembered what she had heard in the past two days, nodded and said: "Indeed, but I haven't seen anyone."

"Lanyu Tower." Mo Linfeng said slowly, "I don't know friends or enemies, let Zhuquetang pay attention."

"Yes." Mu Shuyue agreed.

"By the way." Mo Linfeng was drawing, but suddenly stopped his pen, turned his head to look at Mu Shuyue, with a faint teasing smile in his eyes, "Last night, what happened to you and Xuan Yi? There was so much noise in the second half of the night." When I grow up, I can hear Xuan Yi..." He paused, as if he was considering how to describe it, "... patting on the door and crying."

Just imagine that kind of picture, it really damages the calm and elegant image of the owner of Shihua Villa.

A blush suddenly appeared on Mu Shuyue's face, she glared at Mo Linfeng and said angrily, "Senior brother!"

Mo Linfeng laughed softly, and comforted him: "Okay, I'm just asking casually, this is a fun in your room, you can just say it if you don't want to."

Mu Shuyue gouged him out, snorted, and turned her head to ignore him.

"I'm just a little envious of you." I was feeling angry in my heart, and Mo Linfeng's sighing words came to my ears. Although the words were short, they vaguely revealed a sense of loneliness and sadness. Mu Shuyue's shame suddenly Dissipated, feeling distressed, and looked softly at Mo Linfeng.

"Brother, everyone has their own destiny, but it's different sooner or later." Mu Shuyue's tone was soft, "Brother will meet his destined person one day."

"The destined person?" Mo Linfeng repeated, then shook his head with a smile as if he didn't care.

Seeing his reaction, Mu Shuyue's heart that had already been put down felt faintly uneasy, and he tentatively asked: "Senior brother, trace the river..."

Mo Linfeng replied quickly: "It's all over, I can't always let go of a person who deceived me." He met Mu Shuyue's gaze, and there was no avoidance or hesitation in his eyes.

"That's good." Mu Shuyue nodded.

Afterwards, the two discussed the current situation for a while before Mu Shuyue left.

Mo Linfeng was the only one left in the room. He sat in front of the desk, his eyes fell on the ink and wash landscape he had just painted in front of him, with a calm expression.Suddenly, there was a strange emotion in Mo Tong, as if there were layers of ripples on the surface of a calm pool, and one could vaguely see the unconsolable throbbing in the corner of the heart that had been deeply hidden all along.

He reached out and took out a scroll of painted paintings from the roll jar next to him, and slowly opened it.

The young man leaned against the rockery and smiled, his eyebrows were clear and bright.

It was exactly the same as the scene he painted in his fantasy.

Tracing the stream.