Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 85

Mo Yu's courtyard has a very nice name, called Ting Feng Chui Yu, which is poetic and picturesque and has nothing in common with his rigorous style.

As soon as she entered the yard, a person was walking towards her. When she saw his face clearly, she took a step back subconsciously.

Mo Yu didn't notice anything unusual about her, and nodded when the person came towards his luggage: "Yuebai, this is your uncle."

Murong Yuebai nodded politely at her: "Master Uncle."

Mo Xiaojiu clasped his fingers slightly and gave a faint "en".

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird, Mo Yu said softly: "Junior Sister must be tired too, I'll take you back to the room to rest."

"it is good."

Murong Yuebai looked at their backs, and slowly turned around and walked out of the yard.

Staying in a quiet, simple but atmospheric room, Mo Xiaojiu sat on the bed, propping up the bedpost with one hand, Murong Yuebai's appearance flashed in his mind, and his heart skipped a beat.

Murong Yuebai looks exactly the same as Bai Qianti, but compared to him, Murong Yuebai is much younger and has different eyes.

Could he be Bai Qianti's reincarnation?

The appearance of Murong Yuebai reminded her of all kinds of things in the previous world, all the things that had been deliberately suppressed deep in her memory.Bai Qianti, and her child...

and Gao Ziyu.

Mo Xiaojiu's breathing gradually became faster, and various images were intertwined in her mind, which made her have a splitting headache.

At this moment, a quiet flute sound came from the yard, near and far away, slowly soaking into her body with a trace of peace, calming her heart.

After she calmed down, she followed the sound of the flute and finally stopped in a small bamboo forest.

Standing among the bamboo forest was Murong Yuebai.

He put down his flute, his eyes were clear: "Uncle Master."

She frowned slightly: "I thought you were out of the compound." After all, we met at the gate.

"Originally I wanted to go out," he smiled modestly and politely, "but for some reason I suddenly wanted to play a piece of music. On weekdays, this is my favorite place to stay."

She nodded: "It's just that I got in by mistake."

"Where did the uncle say that it was Yuebai who made a fool of himself." He smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, very pretty.

But she frowned even deeper, turned around to leave, took a step and stopped: "Yuebai, do you have someone you like?"

He was a little surprised: "No."

She paused: "Do you have past life memories?"

"Uncle, are you joking?"

"It's really a joke, I'll go back first."

"Congratulations to my uncle."

Mo Xiaojiu left without looking back, not seeing Murong Yuebai's clear eyes behind her gradually becoming evil and flamboyant.

After this, her emotions are no longer chaotic.

There are many similar people in the world, and she shouldn't get confused just because he looks like Bai Qianho.Besides, if she really met his reincarnation, she should be lucky. Why was she panicked?

...feeling guilty.

It was because of Qi Jue that she felt guilty and panicked when she saw someone who looked exactly like Bai Qian Ho.

She laughed at herself: "Unexpectedly, one day, I would have such emotions."

Early the next morning, as soon as she woke up from her dream, she heard Murong Yuebai's clear and lively voice from outside the door: "Uncle, are you awake?"

"Ah."

She responded lightly, and felt that she was becoming more and more Qijue's demeanor. Isn't this tone very similar to Qijue's?
"Master Uncle has a visitor, but Master is not here, Eldest Senior Brother led the visitor to the living room to wait, and ordered Yuebai to invite Master Uncle."

Have a visitor?

That must be Yu Baichuan!

Her eyes lit up, she got up quickly, washed and changed her clothes, and followed him refreshedly to the waiting room where the wind and rain were blowing.

As soon as she entered, she saw Yu Baichuan chatting happily with a man, and she didn't need to guess that he was Mo Yu's big apprentice Erqian, so she walked over directly: "Yu Baichuan!"

Yubaichuan was taken aback, and smiled evilly at her: "So impatient, it seems that you are missing the young master."

"Where's Fuxun?" she asked.

He looked at the other two people in the hall, and said with a light smile: "I haven't seen you for three years, you don't ask me if I'm okay, and you only think about Fu Xun, so you're not afraid that I will be unhappy?"

"Are you serious?" She lowered her eyes.

Erqian coughed dryly: "Uncle, please talk slowly, and Yuebai and I will leave first."

"kindness."

When they retreated and only Mo Xiaojiu and Yu Baichuan were left in the hall, Yu Baichuan looked at her resentfully: "Thanks to the fact that I have been thinking about you day and night for the past three years, I have come to ask about your whereabouts every month." , As a result, you are only thinking about that dead ghost, and completely forgot about me."

She was speechless.

Is this person acting too much?
Yu Baichuan suddenly snorted: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I know you are worried about Fu Xun's injury."

She nodded.

"There are also ghost cultivators in the spiritual realm, and I happened to know a very powerful ghost cultivator, so I sent Fu Xun to him," he laughed, "but after half a year, his injuries healed. I heard that you went to Yinzong to learn from a teacher, so he went back to find that ghost cultivator, worshiped him as his teacher, and practiced with him all the time, and he has not yet left the mountain."

She breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that he's fine."

Yu Baichuan didn't stay in Yinzong for long, but he went back at noon, it is said that he was preparing for the competition next month.

(End of this chapter)