Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Mo asked nodding, this is the last place where smoke disappeared, her past memory is gone, will she still remember here?

This is her home, and her... Relatives.

Mo Wen is very reluctant to admit it, but there is no denying that this is the truth.

So maybe she'll come back here in the end.

"Don't you feel like a farmer waiting for a rabbit?" Yun Linglong said with a smile

Ten years of time, such a silly wait, maybe a person who will never appear again.

She suddenly found that her cheap mother must be a very attractive woman. Otherwise, this Mo Wen or Jin Wang Yun jiuxiao, how could he be so nostalgic.

Let people miss incomparably, no matter it is person or thing, think to come is beautiful.

Mo Wen sighed bitterly, and two pretty eyebrows were twisted together.

Besides, there's no other way!

"I, I just hope she'll remember me." Mo asked how unwilling, only he knew.

Yun Linglong tilted her head to see him. She asked slowly, "what do you remember? Do you want my mother to experience the pain again? "

Some people are better than missing, some things are better than forgetting.

Mo Wen's body is in a flash, like being struck by lightning. Yes, he just wants to let Han Yan recover her memory, but is that what she wants?

What qualifications does he have to participate in her life and future?

A little tilt, his face hung a cold smile, hum, cloud nine Xiao has not been wronged smoke?

"Does Hanyan have a good time in the Jin palace?" There was a mocking smile on his lips.

The smoking residence is remote and the courtyard is not big, so it is not a luxury place.

Well, it's hard for Yun Linglong to answer.

Emotional affairs have always been like drinking water. Outsiders have no right to judge.

Besides, she knew nothing about the past.

"My father has been very kind to her. I can't put it down." Yun Linglong can only say that, at least she saw it with her own eyes.

Mo asked, "if I talk about this, I'm longer than him."

"Chi" sound, Linglong smile straight shaking shoulders.

The air is full of jealousy, so big people, can say so naive words, must be angry.

Mo Wen looks at Yun Linglong. The girl looks like a smoker, but she is more cheerful and lively.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Yun Linglong." She replied.

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me." Said Mo asked to get up, ready to leave.

Looking for him?

Linglong's mind is moving. You can't miss an expert.

There were not many people who could avoid her attack, and he didn't avoid it. He suffered it for a while, but he was safe.

She blocked his way with open arms.

"Where can I find you?" She asked the key.

Mo asked a Leng, and then eyes on the halo dyed a layer of smile, at least, the daughter of smoke is not so exclusive of him.

"Don't you hate me?" He was a little uneasy and a little expectant.

Linglong did not understand: "why should I hate you?"

"But I, I'm sorry for your mother." Mo Wen thought that Linglong would hate him.

"Isn't my mother going to hate you? Or my father. "

She's not a creditor. She doesn't have the right.

"No, my father may also be grateful to you. Because of your mistake, he has the chance to meet his mother." Yun Linglong is analyzing it in a reasonable way.

Mo asked a Wu chest, this said, his heart is very painful.

Is this girl sure to use him? With these three inches of eloquence, you can fight against scholars.

"What do you want to do with me?" He reluctantly asked, he said this casually, but she became true.

Yun Linglong's eyes are bright, and she thinks that Mo Wen is better than anyone she has ever seen!

"Well, I want to learn from you, OK?" She asked with a smile.

Mo asked to also don't want to flatly refuse, "no way."

There was no problem with such a little help, but he was not interested in such a painstaking thing.

Yun Linglong's small face collapsed and muttered: "men are really untrustworthy."

Mo asked the black line full of brain, what's the matter with men and reputation?

"The Mohists never accept apprentices." He had a hard explanation.

For others, he didn't even say that.

Cut, cloud Linglong a curl a mouth, the rule still isn't a person to set?

"Is the ability of Mohism inherited from the ancestors?" She asked with a smile.

"Mo asked

Well, he has to admit it's not.

"You are from Nangong family. If you want to learn something, go to Lingxiao Pavilion." He thought it was a good idea.

Yun Linglong shakes her head. What she is more curious about is the poison art of Mohism, because Nangong Yuxuan was once planted in her hands. She doesn't think Lingxiao Pavilion is so powerful.

"I still think you are more powerful. I can't hide my anesthetic needle Nangong Yuxuan." Yun Linglong is very honest.

"Have you ever seen Nangong Yuxuan?" Mo Wen was quite surprised.

"Well, I have. I just don't know about it." Linglong gently laughed.

There are surprises everywhere in life. After that, she has no scruples when she troubles him.

Her smile, Mo asked eyes can not move, once the smoke, is also such a dimple.

He shook his head, young children, old people, her daughter is so big!

"Do you think I'm a good Mohist?" Mo Wen is a little proud.

This is the descendants of the Nangong family. It's not easy to get their approval!

"What if it's powerful or not? The Mohist school doesn't even have a successor. In the future, the world will not only know Lingxiao Pavilion but also Mohist school!" Yun Linglong said whatever she wanted to say.

Some people you have to respect him, some people you have to stimulate him, the so-called is all the way banquet to all the guests!

Mo asked for a long time without saying anything. He had never thought about it.

It's strange to say that Ding Buwang, the Mohist family, has been handed down from generation to generation. His father wants to bury himself in herbal medicine every day and doesn't care about him at all. He's also happy to be at ease. On the contrary, his mother nags all day long, and he just hides outside all year round.

However, what this girl said is really right. Mohism is going to have no successor.

Mo asked, stamping his feet and leaving.

"Why? How did you leave? " Yun Linglong was puzzled. She thought he would consider teaching himself!

"I can't make Mohism have no back." Mo Wen seems to be stimulated.

After that, if there is no successor of Mohism in the world, he will be a sinner!

Linglong Fuer Er, NIMA, can we chat and play happily?

"Don't you think about me?" Linglong asked weakly.

"You? Can Mohism have a future Mo asked, frightened.