Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 140 Identity Truth (3 more!)

The 9000-year-old dream has now been reborn, and things have changed.

But in this holy land of Yaochi, there is a possibility that he will meet an old friend, how can he not be thrilled by this?
"Miss Murong, Mo Mo has come in."

Mo Lingxuan greeted first, and after hearing the response, he opened the bead curtain and walked in.

Immediately, three unparalleled and perfect shadows came into view.

The three mysterious girls each have their own merits, some are cold and noble, some are shy, or tender and tender, Mo Lingxuan couldn't help but give a secret compliment.

In the mortal world, it is extremely rare to have such a beautiful woman.

His eyes fell on Murong Xian'er's exquisite snow-white face again, and he stared at it for a long time.

Although he still couldn't see his real face through the veil, but this time it was different from looking at each other from afar under the attic, and Mo Lingxuan could see it more clearly.

Every part of the body of this "No. [-] Immortal in the World of Mortals" tends to be perfect, and Miaoman's body can almost make any man he has seen crazy about it, just like the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator.

Those beautiful eyes, which were cold and seemed to have a trace of resentment and sorrow, were even more pitiful, and it was difficult to look away.

However, Mo Lingxuan just looked at it with admiring eyes. He was more concerned about whether Murong Xian'er was really the Ice Spirit Demon Servant in his previous life who had not yet fallen——Yan Yuruo.

But first, let Murong Xian'er take off her veil.

"This... is Mr. Mo, right? Don't stare at Sister Murong in a daze~"

At this time, Fairy Guanyue's chuckle sounded, her beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

Both she and Fairy Luo were constantly sizing up Mo Lingxuan, as if helping Murong Xianer to screen and check, making Mo Lingxuan a little embarrassed...

They found that apart from being unable to see through his martial arts cultivation, Mo Lingxuan made them quite satisfied in other aspects, both in temperament and appearance.

The most important thing is the person who can really make up for the song of Nishang. Looking at his previous brief collision with Yu Wentuo, his combat power is at least in the martial arts realm.

Being stared at by Mo Lingxuan like this, Murong Xian'er's white fungus also quietly flushed with blush, the beauty is shy and very tempting.

And her heart was beating for some reason, and the young man in front of her seemed to make her soul throb.

"Mo Lingxuan..."

Whispering in her heart, for this name, Mo Rongxian'er unexpectedly had a feeling of familiarity and strangeness, and it even flashed through her mind more than once like a broken memory.

The origin of the name of Wangxuanlou is also for this reason.

"I don't know Miss Murong...can you take off the veil and let me see her face?"

Regarding Fairy Guan Yue's ridicule, Mo Lingxuan smiled lightly and didn't care.Immediately, he spoke directly to Murong Xian'er.

"Hmm... Mr. Mo's request seems a bit difficult."

Before Murong Xian'er could respond, Fairy Guan Yue shook her head and smiled slightly: "Sister Murong has never taken off her veil in front of any man."

"Okay, Guan Yue, Xiao Luo, let me have a few words with Mr. Mo alone?"

However, at the next moment, Murong Xian'er's soft voice shocked the two of them, and immediately the two beautiful cheeks showed disbelief, and they all looked at Murong Xian'er.

"Sister Murong..."

Fairy Guan Yue asked again in disbelief.

"It's okay, let's go down first."

Murong Xian'er still responded with a light smile.

This caused the two of them to cast strange glances at Mo Lingxuan. They wondered what kind of magical power this young man possessed, so that Murong Xian'er, who had always been the coldest, had such an attitude all of a sudden.

When only Mo Lingxuan and herself were left in Wangxuan's attic, Murong Xian'er's delicate hands slowly reached behind her ears and took off the veil.

In an instant, a flawless cheek like a peerless goddess was revealed in front of Mo Lingxuan's eyes.

"boom…"

Immediately, Mo Lingxuan's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on Murong Xian'er.

This face was so familiar to him, because it was exactly the same as Yan Yuruo, Mo Lingxuan's previous ice spirit demon attendant!
"Yu Ruo?"

After a long while, Mo Lingxuan tried to shout.

"Mr. Mo... are you calling me?"

But see, Murong Xian'er has no impression of this name!

"Have you ever heard of the name Yan Yuruo?"

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly, and asked again, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Yan Yuruo?"

Murong Xian'er frowned slightly, as if recalling something, but after a long time there was no result: "I haven't heard of it, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you are very similar to an old friend of mine."

Mo Lingxuan shook his head lightly, slightly disappointed, but then seemed to think of something: "I offended you."

After saying that, Mo Lingxuan put his palm on Murong Xian'erxiang's shoulder by surprise, and slightly closed his eyes. The state of the gods and demons' mind eyes was instantly opened, and he could see through all the illusions in the world, down to the essence of things.

Under the eyes of Shenmo Xin, Mo Lingxuan saw the depths of Murong Xian'er's soul.

That essential sense of long-lost familiarity made Mo Lingxuan understand the truth in an instant.

This soul is indeed his Yan Yuruo, but the memory and body are completely different.

That is to say, Murong Xian'er should be the reincarnation of Yan Yuruo who has not recovered her memory.

Knowing the result, Mo Lingxuan felt relieved, he was afraid that Murong Xian'er was not what he thought.

At the same time, a cold hatred filled his heart again.

Since Yan Yuruo was forced to the point where he was forced to use the technique of reincarnation, it is hard to imagine how many gods and kings were sent by the fairy, demon and ghost clans of the Hongmeng world to join forces to chase and kill the demons under his command after Mo Lingxuan fell. waiters?
"Young Master Mo..."

It was Murong Xian'er's voice that made Mo Lingxuan retreat from the state of mind of God and Demon.

"How offensive, sorry."

Mo Lingxuan quickly withdrew his palm and apologized.

After all, the current Murong Xian'er was not Yan Yuruo before recovering the memories of his previous life, so naturally he couldn't be as casual as before.

"It's okay, Mr. Mo can call me Xian'er."

Murong Xian'er shook her head slightly, even she herself did not know why she had an unreasonable sense of intimacy with the young man in front of her.

If it were someone else who dared to be so disrespectful to her, she might have taken action directly.

As one of the eight kings, although Murong Xian'er has never fought with others, it does not mean that she is weak.

"Okay, the perfect Goddess Dress song is still short of the last chorus, Xian'er, shall we continue?"

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly, and sat down in front of a jade piano.

Since the current Yan Yuruo is not the complete her, then I will guard her side until the real Yan Yuruo returns.

As for the memory of his previous life, as long as Mo Lingxuan reaches the holy realm again, he will have his own way.

(End of this chapter)