Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 91
Mu Chichi knew the dangers of open guns and bright arrows, but he didn't know much about the ulterior motives of people's hearts. How could a few unscrupulous people and some vows of eternal love compare with the environment Yan Xiaotang lived and grew up in?
Also driven by the expectation of wandering the world with his friends, Mu Chichi agreed without asking Yan Xiaotang much.

After taking Chu Zile to another place, Mu Chichi handed over the psychic mirror to Yan Xiaotang.

After getting the psychic mirror, Yan Xiaotang immediately returned to the reef group, erased Mu Chichi's original restrictions, added new restrictions, and then refined.

Ordinary refining can't bring the magic weapon to Boxina, it must be refined into the body before it can be taken out in that world.

Yan Xiaotang had never believed in the five-year agreement. Even if the "master" was indeed a master, she would not believe it just because of her identity, let alone not.

The reason why it took five years is very simple, she couldn't protect Bo Xi.

She needs Zhao Nan to wake up, but it is not enough to rely on Zhao Nan's rare sober time, she is too weak, and Bo Xi was beaten too badly by the Broken Bone Lock Soul Prison. Coming back is just to die.

Leaving Zhaolai is an excellent opportunity.

……

There was a curl of green smoke in Bo Xi's eyes, the smoke was very light, but it was as slippery as a wriggling snake's tail, gathering but not dispersing.

This is the incense stick of the ten phallus, which has the effect of compulsively calming the mind. The sect never advises disciples to use it. They need a letter written by the master before they can get it from the elixir elder. He doesn't have many here, only three sticks are left.

Bo Xi has given up thinking about why this place is exactly the same as in his memory, the same to such a fine detail, even the number of remaining sticks of incense sticks is the same.

There is a dripping banyan planted in the center of the room, which grows one leaf a year. He wished that he had counted the number of leaves on it, but he has never done this, so he does not know if there are many leaves growing on the dripping banyan now. 29 leaves.

A junior once asked how many leaves there were, but he thought it was a boring thing, but now he regrets it.

Except for the outbreak of Foundation Establishment and Broken Bone Lock Soul Prison, he didn't know if he was still alive. In this place where everything seemed to be the same as before and there were no people, reality and illusion were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish the two.

He rubbed the remaining sticky incense sticks on his fingers, and even though he felt it, he couldn't help suspecting that he imagined it, so the quantity was consistent with the memory.

Sometimes he would see a few familiar figures walking ahead, but as soon as he stepped forward bravely, they disappeared into the mist.

He will also hear those soft whispers that seem to be depressed, but are deliberately made to be heard by him——

"The elder has a bad temper? Is that an excuse for being alone?"

"Lonely man and widow..."

"Don't say such things, it will ruin the elder's reputation. The elder has been in my Taiwei Immortal Sect since he was born. How can he be contaminated by the filth of the outside world? It must be Bo Xi who has done something shameless."

"That's right, I don't know what kind of pheasant sect it used to be. I only joined the Taiwei Immortal Sect at such an old age. I think there may be a reason behind the head teacher's acceptance of him as a direct disciple."

"I heard it's just a fire spirit root. It's so mediocre. It used a lot of tricks, right? Who knows how to explain clearly."

"I don't need to know more. Just looking at his ugly face now, I can tell that he is not a good guy. I still have this vision."

"That's right, it's not serious at first glance."

These words are not ugly, but even worse, they come from the elders. They don’t contain dirty words, but they are undeniable. They can’t be washed off when they are splashed in front of their faces. "" and "Little Man", everyone will say when he proves that he is justified: "...Even the uncle can't stand it, saying that he's a young man who must be a down-to-earth person, and his face and body can't last long' Such words."

Up until now, Bo Xi wanted to know why his master had a bad temper at that time more than anyone else, but no matter in the past, or now, or even in the future, he would never ask.

Out of filial piety, the master is an elder and a close relative, he would ask a hundred times in his heart but he would not say it out loud.

Out of courtesy, the master is a woman, so he shouldn't ask.

Out of morality, that is someone else's private matter. To inquire about your own troubles before you voluntarily confide in them would be even more disrespectful and disrespectful.

He guarded all the world's rulers, and regarded all the abuse and insults as wind and rain that would eventually pass, but in the end he waited for a bloody storm.

Everyone still remembers what happened 24 years ago, but the person who remembers the most is himself. He remembers how it happened and how it ended, but he doesn’t know the most important part, so he can’t even refute himself in front of the master. .

The only time someone thought of asking him, he actually answered "don't know".

I really don't know, I don't even know how to make up, but I hope someone can understand and understand...

Bo Xi smiled, looking at the skylight leaking under the door through the green smoke of incense sticks, he didn't want to step out, he didn't want to step out, no matter whether the people and voices outside were real or hallucinations, he didn't want to go out again. See and hear again.

Even practice has stopped.

"The Man" also didn't show up for days, taking away the most authentic part of him around him.

Bo Xi began to be unable to distinguish the truth from the truth. He thought he didn't see what he saw, and he heard what he didn't hear. He thought he hadn't left Shiyuan Prison.Running away with the master and getting to know the younger brother are all hallucinations, and the will is about to be destroyed, so what's the point of cultivating in the hallucination?
The smell of the incense sticks from the ten scorpions gradually diffused into the air, Bo Xi closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them the next moment.

He raised his head involuntarily, and someone lifted his chin with a finger.

After shaking his head quickly to get rid of it, Bo Xi showed a habitual look of contempt, and his breathing, which was difficult before, suddenly became smoother.

"That person" didn't move next, Bo Xi heard the scratching sound, followed the sound and looked over, and saw strokes appearing on the floor tiles, even he couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression.

This is the first time that "that person" has expressed the meaning of the conversation.

……

"Take you away, okay?"

Yan Xiaotang deliberately changed her tone of speaking, and even her writing habits. She did too many things here that Bo Xi would hack her to death as soon as he found out, admit it?Let's talk about it later!

Bo Xi looked at this line of writing, and gradually frowned—this man was clumsy, and he didn't seem to be capable of taking him away.

Yan Xiaotang was in a hurry, the "master" controlled this place, no matter what the original five-year agreement was, if it was just a joke, Bo Xi was not allowed to leave, but it would be bad if she discovered her plan, as long as she could never come again Here, the possibility of finding Boxi is very slim.

She wrote a few more words: "Quickly decide."

Regret while writing, if I knew I wouldn't ask, I should just try to knock him out... However, if she could succeed in that way, she wouldn't want to ask.

Bo Xi asked, "Who are you?"

Yan Xiaotang had no choice but to answer patiently: "A person who always looks at you."

This sentence, saying it is the same as not saying it, the more anxious you are, the more chaotic and disorganized you will be.

Bo Xi stared at Yan Xiaotang's handwriting, as if he wanted to get a clue from it... But he had never seen such an ugly handwriting in his life, and if he did, he would definitely remember it.

Yan Xiaotang hurriedly made amends, writing: "A person who believes in you."

Bo Xi was expressionless, watching the words on the ground increase stroke by stroke, as if he had lost consciousness. Does anyone still believe him?

His hands were pulled up from his knees, and his five fingers were stretched out—for the first time, Bo Xi let the other party do what he did without any movement, and he wholeheartedly felt the hands, which were a circle smaller than his own, with long phalanges and relatively small thumb joints. Big, sword repair.

A finger was pointing and poking in his open palm, and there were not many words written, but all of them fell to the bones piercing the flesh.

"South Ochre"

"Meng Family"

"I know it all"

Yan Xiaotang was still waiting to write, but Bo Xi shook her hand and held her hand. She was almost dazed by the reverse flow of blood, and she had to use her true energy to calm her frantic heartbeat.

What Bo Xi could hold was only one palm, and he still couldn't see or touch the rest, but he found Yan Xiaotang's eyes without any deviation, looked at her and said, "Okay." His eyes flashed quickly. Some things are too fast to see clearly.

Yan Xiaotang's heartbeat was so chaotic that even Zhenyuan couldn't control it, as if what Bo Xi promised was not something that she could take him away, but that he promised to marry her, she wanted to go crazy, to scream hysterically...but she was so calm Even she herself was shocked, she tapped the back of Bo Xi's hand with her other hand, motioning for him to let go of her, and then wrote two more words with difficulty while her blood was boiling and her heart was beating violently: "Close your eyes."

The psychic mirror is not transparent and invisible. In order to prevent Bo Xi from seeing it in Mu Chichi's hands in the future and causing any misunderstandings, he must close his eyes.

Bo Xi did so, and Yan Xiaotang struggled again on the edge of losing control, watching him feel depressed when he listened to the master, but when he listened to his own without any objection, it was really terrible!The lips were pale and softly pressed together, trying hard to cover up the frown, but still frowning.Countless words that had nothing to do with Bo Xi ran wildly in her mind: so good, I really want to love him...

Boxi himself is hundreds of times more terrifying than the heart demon.

Yan Xiaotang's heart exploded into a flower, petals floating all over the sky.

She really admired herself to the core, she would be worse off than dead, and she was able to take out the psychic mirror and put Bo Xi into the mirror.

Then, she almost started to worship herself, and she took in everything that could be collected in Boxi's cave, including the tree in the middle pool - when you like someone, you will become very greedy and want him to live well A little more comfort, even if it's an insignificant one, has to be risked.

It wasn't until after I went back that I confirmed that the psychic mirror was in my sea of ​​qi, and that Bo Xi was in it, and that she was still sleeping peacefully without waking up. Before I had time to look at the two small broken rooms in the psychic mirror, she was caught by her. The owner fell asleep directly.

Yan Xiaotang's mood was indescribably weird, like a commoner with a treasure in her arms, she felt that there were thieves outside the door.

(End of this chapter)