"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 359 Big Brother and Little Junior Brother

It was a kind of resistance and panic coming from the depths of the soul, although Mo Chi was sure that he had not seen any records about "Qingyue Zhai" in the materials of his previous life.

The man frowned, suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, raised his feet and walked in with no expression on his face.

The huge Qingyue Zhai was so quiet that there was not even a sound of the wind. The empty courtyard and corridors were full of mystery and weirdness. Mo Chi quietly released his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, but he touched the sleeping hall not far in front of him. Suddenly, he was repulsed back by a burst of violent spiritual power.

When his soul was hit, Mo Chi's face suddenly turned pale, and he took two steps back. In the next second, a trace of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his lips.

"Xiao Chi, come in." A deep and majestic voice suddenly sounded, the voice seemed to be coming from all directions, it was illusory and ethereal, making people unable to hear the emotion.

Mo Chi clearly felt his body stiffen for a moment when he heard this voice, and at the same time, the fear in his heart suddenly rose to the highest point, like a thread that has been stretched to the extreme, and at this moment only a little effort is needed , can also make it break instantly.

The hand hanging by his side was already clenched into a fist when Mo Chi was unconscious, and his nails sank deeply into his palm.

Mo Chi looked at the front door that was waiting for him with a "bloody mouth", raised his hand and slowly wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and then stepped in expressionlessly.

It is clearly midsummer, but Qingyue Zhai is as cold as another world, but as you go in, the temperature inside gets lower, and when you get outside the master's bedroom, the air you breathe out of your mouth turns into a ball White mist, Mo Chi lowered his eyes to look at the crystal frost flowers condensed in the corner of the ground, his slender eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

"Disciple Mo Chi, come to meet the head."

Mo Chi lowered his head, clasped his hands and bent over his luggage, his voice low and calm.

There was silence inside the closed black door, and the people inside did not speak, so Mo Chi kept his salute motionless.

Even though he is a fire spirit root, the true energy in his body still can't resist the mysterious ice-cold air of "Qingyue Zhai".Mo Chi tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but found that the spiritual power around him seemed to be suppressed, like a pipe blocked by ice, and the spiritual power was blocked and unable to flow.

"Cough...cough..."

After a while, there was a heart-piercing cough from inside the door, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs. Mo Chi stood quietly outside the door until the voices in the room gradually subsided. After that, he heard a hoarse and rough sound, like a broken old bellows.

"Come in."

Mo Chi moved his stiff body, raised his head and pushed open the door.

The empty bedroom hall is covered with white gauze, without wind, it is completely white when you look around, charcoal fires are burning around the main hall, the flames are strong, but there is no warmth, and when you look carefully, you can find that those dancing flames are so beautiful. They are all wrapped in a layer of crystal clear ice.

Mo Chi withdrew his gaze calmly, and walked forward without squinting.

There was an indistinct figure behind the light white gauze, and the other party was sleeping on the side of the bed with his head supported on one hand, motionless, like a sculpture.Mo Chi knew that it was his master.

"Master."

The man on the bed was dressed in snow-white and flawless white clothes, with a face as beautiful as a banished fairy. His silver hair was untied and scattered on his shoulders and on the bed in a mess. Like a butterfly about to flap its wings.

In front of him was a snow-white brocade handkerchief, but now there was a glaring scarlet on it.

Mo Chi was keenly aware of the vague smell of blood in the air.

The person on the bed didn't speak, and Mo Chi hung his head knowingly and said nothing. Time seemed to have stopped, until a slight cough sounded in the quiet bedroom, and the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

The moment those glazed eyes opened, their brilliance flowed, but there was a trace of scarlet light flashing past in the bottom of the eyes.

Liu Qinghong looked at the eldest disciple in front of him, the light in his eyes fluctuated slightly for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. He slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and sat up from the bed lazily. Slowly falling to the ground like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Xiao Chi." He softly called Mo Chi's name. It was clearly a cold and indifferent voice, but it was completely different from Yun Chu's. It made people feel like being targeted by a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

"Master."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Our Xiaochi has grown taller and even stronger." Liu Qinghong got out of bed with bare feet, and stepped on the smooth floor with her feet like suet jade. frost flowers.He came in front of Mo Chi, stretched out his slender index finger like jade, and gently lifted Mo Chi's chin. Although the force was light, it was so strong that it was impossible to refuse.

The moment Mo Chi's cold fingers touched him, every hair on his body stood up. He tensed his nerves and fixed his eyes on the man in front of him, like a frightened hedgehog. He erected all the thorns all over his body, trying to intimidate the other party, but there was a fear that he hadn't noticed in those dark eyes.

Liu Qinghong sensed his fear, and raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, but the expression on her face was feigned displeasure, her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, as if puzzled: "Xiao Chi is afraid of me?"

Questions, but affirmative tone.

Mo Chi pursed his lips. Even though the nails of his fingers had sunk deeply into his palm, he still looked at the man in front of him unchanged.

"Master was joking." Mo Chi's tone was so calm that no emotion could be heard, but his heart was filled with shock.

He can now be sure that being afraid of the man in front of him is the instinct of this body, and there must be something between his previous life and the head of the Evergreen Sect that he doesn't know, at least, it was deliberately hidden by the system , causing the truth that he and Yunchu could not end well.

Listening to what he said, Liu Qinghong raised her brows slightly, but smiled even more happily, and said, "You are so good."

Being pinched on the chin and saying good in a deliberately low voice, Mo Chi felt sick for a while, and he took a step back calmly, keeping the distance between the two of them seemingly respectful, and lowered his head not to look at the person in front of him.

"Master asked the second elder to call me, what's the matter?"

Being avoided, Liu Qinghong was not annoyed, looked down at her hands, and laughed twice.

"Nothing, I just haven't seen you for many years, I want to see how you are doing."

Mo Chi was unfazed: "I'm sorry, Master, everything is fine, my disciple."