Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1821 Don’t Ask Extra Story (3)

Women are naturally beautiful.

Mo Wen looked at Fan Su, but thought of Xia Mu in his mind.

When I met Xia Mu.

His name is Mo Wen, and he is the son of a wealthy businessman.

Her name is Xia Mu, she is a policeman.

When leaving Xia Mu.

His father became the head of a tight-knit killer organization.

Xia Mu became an undercover policeman by his father's side.

The day he discovered Xia Mu's true identity, he also discovered his own.

Destiny has always been ironic, like a ruthless judge who looks at everyone with the eyes of a sinner, pronounces the charges, but never gives people a chance to defend themselves.

Met and fell in love with Xia Mu by chance, everything is beautiful.

The two used to be like the most ordinary lovers, holding hands and wandering by the river.

He would deliberately pull Xia Mu into the grove, to smear and hug him.

He also sends messages to harass Xia Mu when he can't sleep late at night.

Even when Xia Mu came to see her aunt, she would blushed and help her buy sanitary napkins, and then wondered how the sanitary napkins were attached.

Falling in love lowers IQ and makes hormones soar.

He thinks Xia Mu is his favorite woman.

He was going to take Xia Mu home to meet his father, Xia Mu told him, wait a minute, after her closed training is over, she must go home with him to meet his parents.

He complained for a while, and finally asked for a very sweet kiss, and finally accepted this reality reluctantly.

Then, it was a long time without contact.

Finally, he saw Xia Mu in the newspaper.

Newspapers have almost become a product of the decline of the times, and there are almost no newsstands in the city.

That day, he happened to meet one, just glanced at the newspaper, and then saw Xia Mu standing side by side with his father.

Xia Mu was wearing an elegant dress, his father was wearing a black suit, Xia Mu's hand was on his father's arm.

The title is: Mr. Mo Tianxiang, a well-known entrepreneur, successfully proposed his fiancee as a capable female elite

He felt dizzy.

He gripped the newspaper tightly, and looked at the faces of the two people over and over again, until the newspaper was wrinkled, before he was sure that he had read it correctly.

The newsstand owner yelled and complained that he had scratched the papers and books.

He threw a wad of money out, grabbed the wad of newspapers, and then threw it into the trash can.

He subconsciously dialed Xia Mu's phone, but the phone couldn't get through.

Only then did he realize that he knew very little about Xia Mu, he didn't know her parents, her friends, and even her residence was now empty.

In an instant, my lover became unknown to others.

That day.

He sat in the car, bought all the newspapers in the whole city, and threw them all into the trash can.

He didn't want to go home and see his father.

So, he came to his father's office, he wanted to find out what was going on, he wanted to tell his father, your fiancee is my girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, he saw Xia Mu.

Xia Mu fumbled and tried many times in front of a safe, but he still couldn't open the combination lock in the end.

He stood there quietly, watching Xia Mu flipping things in vain, he couldn't tell what it was like,

He has always known that Xia Mu's identity is a policeman, but now Xia Mu is wearing office white-collar clothes.

He watched Xia Mu tossing the safe, and he felt a faint pleasure of revenge in his heart, and he was even more afraid of the fear he would face after opening the safe.

The relatives around him are different from what he imagined.

Xia Mu left.

He stood in front of the safe, and for the first time, reached out and opened the safe.

The password of the safe was set by him himself.

The password is: password!

It originated from a prank between him and his father. When his father set the password, he said something casually, and his father set it up like this.

He didn't know why Xia Mu was looking for a safe.

He looked at the safe as if he saw a bottomless abyss.

In fact, it is indeed the abyss.

By coincidence, he opened the safe and saw the contents, only to realize that his father was the leader of a killer organization that had existed for decades, a godfather-level figure.

And he, every penny he spends, is stained with blood.

The past passed by little by little, and he seemed to understand why he had to learn fighting, fighting, fencing, and shooting since he was a child, and he also understood why his father wanted to play password games with him.

It turned out that everything was premeditated.

The father appeared suddenly, and there was some regret in the tone of his speech.

Sorry why he opened the lockbox.

"I originally planned to let you be a carefree young master for the rest of your life, but you opened the password box. According to the regulations of the organization, you are now a member of us."

Until now, he still remembered his father's words, and even remembered the stiff expression on his father's face and the regretful light in his eyes when he said this.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand Xia Mu's identity.

He quietly erased the traces left by Xia Mu, and looked at his father with complicated eyes.

He didn't know how to face his new identity, and he didn't know how to face Xia Mu's new identity. An unsolvable problem was placed in front of him. Unfortunately, he was not a top student.

The day before Xia Mu and his father got married, the marriage talisman that Xia Mu had begged for him lit up with white light, and when he opened his eyes, he appeared in the tomb of the gods, and was forced to enter a escape game.

This is hell for others, but it is heaven for him.

He dragged the police investigating the case to bring the news that the password was the password, and since then, he has never heard from Xia Mu again.

However, his life book is constantly being updated, and what is written on it every day is: I miss Xia Mu very much today.

He felt that the fate book might be updated for a lifetime.

Afterwards, he never looked at the fate book again.

He also deliberately forgot Xia Mu's existence.

Until that day, Fan Su saw the beautiful lady-in-waiting who came to present the jade slips, and said, women are beautiful.

Mo Wencai fell into the past once again.

Women, it's really good looking.

Xia Mu, look better!

It's a pity that between him and Xia Mu, there is not only a difference in identity, but also time and space.

For nearly a thousand years, she no longer knows how many times she has been reincarnated, and he is no longer the Mo Wen he used to be.

That day.

He was not interested in accompanying Fan Su any longer, and returned to the tomb of the gods early.

Fan Su also ignored him, but her interest was focused on her own new appearance.

She even transformed into a Xuannv mirror, admiring her own face in the mirror, with a slight smile on the corner of her lips, and imitating the maid flying with her sword, flying round and round outside this small world, Have fun.

Mo Wen didn't come out for several days.

When he came out again, he saw that Fan Su still had the appearance of that palace lady. If he was not familiar with Fan Su's breath, Mo Wen would have thought that palace lady stayed there and never left.

He frowned. "I do not like!"

"It looks good!" Fan Su was very persistent.

"It's ugly!" Mo Wen felt that Fan Su had misunderstood beauty. If she saw Mo Yin and Xia Mu, she should know what real beauty is. The beauty of a woman is not only in appearance.

Fan Su felt angry for the first time. "You are ugly!"

Mo Wen smiled, the conscious Fan Su became more and more able to judge, like a milk doll learning to fight against adults.

Mo Wen's bad mood for many days finally got better.

He pointed to himself and said, "It looks good!"

Fan Su frowned, as if judging whether Mo Wen's words were true or not.

Finally, she gave in.

She transformed herself into the appearance of Mo Wen, and with so many transformation experiences before, this time, the Mo Wen she transformed was almost exactly the same as the deity.

With handsome eyebrows and a high nose, one can tell from his appearance that he is a handsome and handsome man.

Apart from wearing a woman's fairy robe, there is no other problem.

Mo Wen looked at Fan Su with a complicated expression.

He seems to have seen another version of himself who is a tycoon in women's clothing.

Really, hot eyes!

He said helplessly: "Let's change back! I'm ugly!"

Fan Su was very confused. Her unsound sense of aesthetics was completely confused by Mo Wen, who was always beautiful and ugly.

Looking at the version of himself in women's clothing, Mo Wen really lost the mood to play.

When he went back, he drew a picture.

When I picked up the pen, I thought of Xia Mu's figure in my mind, and unconsciously drew Xia Mu.

His painting skills are average, and his paintings are not very similar, but he is still a beauty.

It was a good painting, and he looked at it for a long time.

Fortunately, he is now an immortal, no longer restricted by his lifespan, and has an extraordinary memory, otherwise, after nearly a thousand years of honing, he may not be able to remember Xia Mu's appearance.

Xia Mu's beauty is very sharp, and there is an undisguised heroism between his brows, his eyes are like stars, as bright as the morning glow.

With such a girl, it's no wonder that his father, who has been ascetic for so many years, would marry her willingly.

He guessed wildly in his heart that something happened to him.

The marriage between father and Xia Mu probably cannot proceed.

In order to investigate the case and find evidence of his father's crime, Xia Mu would rather involve himself in it.

Did she find out during the investigation that he, Mo Wen, was Mo Tianxiang's son?
If you know it, what will be your reaction?

Even if the case is over and Xia Mu terminates his father and his killer organization in the end, according to his father's crimes, even a hundred shots would not be enough, is there still a possibility between him and Xia Mu?
He didn't want to think deeply because he already had the answer in his heart.

He looked at the painting and sighed, after all, he still couldn't draw one tenth of Xia Mu's beauty.

Perhaps after years of processing, Xia Mu has become a god in his heart.

And he doesn't know what the end of this god is!
He walked out of the tomb with the painting and walked up to Fan Su.

Fan Su is suffering from schizophrenia.

She turned into Mo Wen for a while, and Gong'e for a while.

It seems that the idea of ​​beauty and ugliness has caused a great psychological shadow on her.

Mo Wen inexplicably wanted to laugh: "This is for you, this is the real beauty."

Fan Su stretched out her hand to take it, opened the scroll, and her eyes couldn't open anymore.

Mo Wen watched with his own eyes that she became exactly like the person on the picture scroll, with neat short hair, heroic eyebrows, rosy lips, and the police uniform she was wearing were all so lifelike.

Mo Wen didn't know what it was like in his heart. When he painted this painting, he didn't think too much, but when he handed it over to Fan Su, he had such a terrible thought in his heart.

Fan Su really became Xia Mu, and he regretted it again.

The past surged in and was about to overwhelm him.

He burst into tears instantly.

Fan Su reached out her hand suspiciously to touch his face, and her cold fingertips touched his tears.

Mo Wen seemed to be struck by lightning, he floated back in an instant, and quickly dodged into the tomb of the gods. It was difficult for him to face such a weak self.

He is the devil who killed thousands of people decisively in the tomb of the gods, how could he deserve such an emotion of fragility.

Fan Su stared at him blankly, subconsciously put the fingers stained with Mo Wen's tears into his mouth.

Tears are salty!

After that, Mo Wen didn't show up for many days.

When she came out again, Fan Su was still Xia Mu in police uniform.

Mo Wen frowned, he realized that he had committed a crime and couldn't live.

He clearly knows that Fan Sutian is innocent, so why does he insist on provoking her, why does he give her Xia Mu's portrait, now she becomes like Xia Mu every day, still wearing a police uniform, how does this make him There are many faces, after all, he has killed people, and he has killed a lot, more than his father.

Seeing Xia Mu in police uniform, there is always a feeling that Xia Mu is here to catch him.

The only thing that can comfort him now is that his painting skills are really not very good, and only [-]% of the paintings are similar.

He thought for a while, then sighed, "You look like this all day, aren't you tired? Isn't it good to be like yourself?"

"Intangible!" Fan Su shook his head. "One hundred thousand faces."

Mo Wen understood the main idea from her simple vocabulary.

Fan Su is made up of [-] living beings with grievances. She has [-] faces. If there are too many faces, she becomes invisible. No face belongs to her, and she doesn't know which face to conjure up to represent herself.

Mo Wen's eyes are dry and silent. "Then you, just imagine yourself the most beautiful."

"The most beautiful?!" Fan Su fell into deep thought.

Mo Wen felt that he could no longer correct Fan Su's aesthetics, which would lead her astray, so he had no choice but to throw out such a question, let it go, and let Fan Su figure it out on his own.

As the ten-party alliance is about to be held.

More and more people passed by outside the small world.

Mo Wen rarely came out, he was not used to dealing with all kinds of gods outside, the outside world was unfamiliar to him.

Also, boring!

He guarded this side of silence, thinking that he would be like this when he died.

When she dies, she will pass on the exercises to Fan Su. Fan Su will probably live the same life as the world. After all, she is a spirit born of resentment.

He thought about it confidently, but he didn't expect Fan Su to encounter his own crisis.

On that day, he was in the small world.

I suddenly feel uneasy in my heart.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he saw a huge monster.

His thoughts turned and he floated out.

Then he saw a ghost beast approaching Fan Su aggressively, Fan Su was still Xia Mu, his face became pale, and there was fear in his eyes.

There are will-o'-the-wisps in the black pupils of the Nether Beast. Resentful spirits like Fan Su are its favorite food. In particular, Fan Su is composed of hundreds of thousands of grievances. If you eat it, the Nether Beast's skill will increase by at least one realm.

As soon as its long tongue rolled, it attacked Fan Su.

(End of this chapter)