Chapter 509 The past between Mo Ziyan and Liu Xinmeng
Xue Tianao has been working day and night for the past few days to write down a complete battle plan for Young Master Su, which can be used to build the army in the future.
If the battle in Xiangcheng hadn't been so important, he wouldn't have come at all. The time they agreed with Gui Cangwu had come.
"Xue Tian'ao" Wu Ya was so frightened that he stood on the city wall and did not dare to move when he heard that Xue Tian Ao had handed over such a big matter to him.
He couldn't do it and hurriedly chased after them, but they only saw the figures of Xue Tianao, Dongfang Ningxin and Little Shenlong riding away.
On Piaomiao Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, Liu Yunkuang and Liu Xinmeng stood here, waiting for the person who was said to be their junior brother to go up the mountain.
"Brother, master said he was coming today, why haven't you seen him yet?" Liu Xinmeng said coquettishly, looking at the sunset on the horizon.
"It's almost there. Master said he can arrive today." Liu Yunkuang is not so sure. He can't even go up and down Piaomiao Mountain on his own. Can his little junior brother who he has never met can do it?
Liu Xinmeng lightly tapped her calf, looked lazily ahead, and suddenly jumped up. "Senior brother, it's coming, it's coming."
On the mountain road, a white dot came closer and closer. Liu Yunkuang and Liu Xinmeng became more and more surprised as they looked at it. What a beautiful person. They had never seen such a beautiful person before. They were like a fairy child in the sky, and this fairy
Tong got closer and closer to them, until he stood in front of them.
"Hello, are you our new junior brother Mo Ziyan? I am the senior senior brother named Liu Yunkuang, and this is the junior junior sister named Liu Xinmeng." Liu Yunkuang and Liu Xinmeng came back to their senses after a long time and tied the knot.
Said bashfully.
I originally planned to give this new junior brother a show of strength, but I didn't expect it.
After spending three days climbing Piaomiao Mountain, Mo Ziyan's whole body was still clean and fresh. Looking at the pair of children in front of him, Mo Ziyan smiled slightly, with a touch of alienation in his friendship, and spoke lightly,
His voice was as clear as the bright moon, not childlike at all: "Hello, I am Mo Ziyan."
Born and raised in the mountains, although they have been taught by their master since they were young, there is still a big gap between Liu Yunlong and Liu Xinmeng compared with the real disciples of the aristocratic family. Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Liu Yunlong tilted his little head and wondered.
If there was anything good to say, Liu Xinmeng's face turned red and her big eyes looked at Mo Ziyan without blinking. It took a long time before Liu Xinmeng suddenly shouted.
"Wow, your eyes are so beautiful. There are actually two pupils in them. It's so weird, so weird." Liu Xinmeng shouted, holding Mo Ziyan's hand, as if she had discovered something surprising.
Mo Ziyan was shocked at first. He had never seen such a woman before. Even if those women liked him in the past, they would only dare to stand far away and look at him shyly, smiling gently. This little girl is really interesting.
The big shining eyes are full of vitality, and she looks more like a human being compared with the dull ladies in the imperial city.
Mo Ziyan smiled, and the alienation in his smile was gone. He never liked people getting close to him, and he allowed Liu Xinmeng to hold him and not move away.
"I am born with two eyes." Mo Ziyan also put away his hypocritical response and answered Liu Xinmeng with a chuckle. He was so close that he could faintly smell the good-smelling girly body fragrance of Xinmeng.
, different from the powdery smell of those women in the imperial city, it had a faint scent of flowers and grass. The smell was so good that Mo Ziyan couldn't help but take a breath.
"Really? Really? I want to take a look again. I didn't see it clearly just now." On the mountain, the master never taught them the defense between men and women, but Liu Xinmeng usually didn't like to get too close to others.
Even the senior brother couldn't do it, but today she was attracted by the pupils in Mo Ziyan's eyes, and without any scruples, she stood up on tiptoes and approached Mo Ziyan.
Facing Liu Xinmeng's bold move, Mo Ziyan was startled. The ears of the eldest son of the Mo family, who had always been calm and self-possessed, turned red and he quickly retreated. Unexpectedly, his center of gravity was unstable and he fell back with a thud.
The two hugged each other, fell to the ground, and their lips touched.
The two teenagers, who combined were under the age of twenty, immediately opened their eyes. The elder one lay motionless on the grass in embarrassment, thinking to himself that his (her) lips were so soft and sweet.
"Junior Sister, are you okay?" Liu Yunlong was also startled by this situation, and at the same time he felt sad. He felt that Junior Sister was no longer his, so he quickly stepped forward and pulled Liu Xinmeng and Mo Ziyan away.
"I'm fine." Liu Xinmengfei stood up quickly, lowering his head slightly, still thinking in his heart, this new junior brother has really beautiful eyes, really long eyelashes, and really smooth skin, when it touches his face,
Smooth and tender, not annoying at all.
Mo Ziyan stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body. Except for the redness of his ears, he seemed not to be affected by the kiss just now. He said to Liu Yunlong and Xinmeng: "Little junior sister was frightened. It was senior brother just now."
not good."
"Little Junior Sister? Who is your Junior Sister? I am your Senior Sister. I entered the Junior School before you." Xin Meng pushed away Liu Yunlong who was pulling her. The embarrassment and embarrassment just now was dispelled by calling her "Little Junior Sister".
, Dudu angrily said to Mo Ziyan, she doesn’t want to be a junior sister. She has been a junior sister for ten years, and this time she has to be a senior sister no matter what.
"Senior sister? Since the junior sister wants to be a senior sister, of course the senior brothers will not fight with each other. I heard that being someone's junior brother is the happiest. You have the senior brothers and sisters to do everything for you. Before Zi Yan went up the mountain, he was worried that this senior brother's name would
It fell on Zi Yan, it was just right, my senior brother and senior sister were on top, I bowed to Zi Yan." Mo Zi Yan looked anxious, as if if he went on too late, this little junior brother's name would be gone.
"Wait, wait." Sure enough, when Liu Xinmeng heard this, her big eyes rolled, and she quickly stopped Mo Ziyan who was about to write the book of junior disciple, and then said with a clever smile.
"Senior Brother Ziyan, you are older than Xinmeng, how can I wrong you to be my junior brother? From now on you will be Xinmeng's second senior brother. Second senior brother is on top. I accept Xinmeng's respect."
Mo Ziyan stood there with a slight smile and accepted the gift generously. Liu Xinmeng was happy when he saw it: "Senior brother Ziyan, you have received the gift from Xinmeng. From now on, you are my senior brother. You will love me from now on."
Me, pamper me forever."
"Senior brother will bear in mind what little junior sister said." Mo Ziyan promised generously.
Liu Xinmeng chuckled, very happy, and took Mo Ziyan's hand generously: "Brother Ziyan, let's go, I will take you to see Piaomiao Mountain."
Liu Xinmeng took Mo Ziyan along and chirped like a bird all the way, introducing to Mo Ziyan the things on Piaomiao Mountain and the things about the master.
Liu Yunkuang stood there motionless. At such a young age, he seemed to understand that his junior sister was getting further and further away from him.
This year, they met for the first time, but they left the deepest mark on each other's hearts.
The days of studying in the mountains are boring, but they are extremely happy because they are with each other, especially Mo Ziyan and Liu Xinmeng. I don’t know when the two of them started looking at each other with the eyes of lovers.
After the martial arts training time was over, the two of them always quietly avoided their master and Liu Yunkuang and secretly lived their own world.
Liu Yunkuang always stood sadly in the dark, watching the pair of gods-like people, silently covering up Zi Yan and Xin Meng to prevent their master from discovering what happened between them.
Every night, Liu Yunkuang always listened to Mo Ziyan talking about the love in his heart, saying that he must marry his master like his master after he came down from the mountain.
Every day during the day, Liu Yunkuang always listened to what Xin Meng told him.
Senior brother, look at this little rabbit that Zi Yan carved for me. Do you think it’s beautiful?
Senior brother, look at this hosta that Zi Yan gave me. Does it look good?
Senior brother, look, this is Zi Yan.
In Xin Meng's world there is only Zi Yan, in Zi Yan's world there is only Xin Meng, but in Liu Yunkeng's world there are two of them.
There is nothing wrong with living like this. Liu Yun suppressed his love for Xin Meng in his heart. Seeing the growing relationship between Mo Ziyan and Xin Meng, Liu Yun thought that there was nothing wrong with living like this for the three of them.
, but the young and carefree life is always short.
That year, Mo Ziyan was twenty years old and Liu Xinmeng was eighteen. Ziyan was on Piaomiao Mountain, having studied for ten years and was about to go down the mountain. He said goodbye to his master and asked him to marry Xin Meng.
"You want to marry Xinmeng? I don't agree with it." The old man with white hair and ethereal fairy-like appearance would be in the main seat, looking at Mo Ziyan kneeling on the ground, heartbroken.
His most beloved disciple, he usually tries to stagger the time he spends with Xinmeng, but why do these two still fall in love? Is this fate?
Mo Ziyan raised his head and looked at the master with a puzzled expression. The master treated him very well and always responded to his requests. Why didn't the master agree?
Turning his head to look at Liu Xinmeng, whose face was pale, Mo Ziyan gave her a calm look and asked again: "Master, why? Zi Yan swore that he would treat Xinmeng well in his life and never let her suffer.
A trace of grievance."
"If I say no, I can't. Yunlong, take your junior sister down. Zi Yan, you will go down the mountain for me tonight, and you will not be allowed to step into Piaomiao Mountain from now on." The master stood up and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
"Master, no" Liu Xinmeng struggled, she didn't understand why? How could the master who always loved her not allow Zi Yan to marry her without any reason.
"Yunlong, why are you still standing there? Pull your junior sister down, otherwise you will do it for the master." The master spoke up, sternly accusing him.
"Yes, Master." Liu Yunlong was startled, half dragging and half persuading Yunmeng to go back to his house.
"Master, please help us, I must marry Xin Meng." Mo Ziyan refused and immediately stood up and followed the master.
"Zi Yan, don't force yourself to become a teacher." He waved his sleeves and knocked Mo Zi Yan out of the door.
"Master" Mo Ziyan fell hard to the ground.
Master, if you don't let me marry Xinmeng, at least give me a reason.
Afterwards, without any reason, Liu Xinmeng and Mo Ziyan were separated. Liu Xinmeng was locked in his wooden house, while Mo Ziyan kept kneeling in front of his master's wooden house.
That young man in white clothes who was spotless, that high-spirited young man, that young man who was always clear and handsome, was now covered in mud and blood, with messy black hair, kneeling in front of the master's door in a decadent and embarrassed manner. For three days and three nights, he just begged the master to let him go.
He married Xin Meng.
But it's useless, their master is an immortal, a heartless immortal. Let alone three days and three nights, even if Mo Ziyan knelt down until he died, their master would not agree.
"Senior Brother, please help me, please help me." Liu Xinmeng looked at Mo Ziyan who was kneeling there through the wooden window, losing his grace, and felt extremely heartbroken.