"Song."

Gu Mian Mo is still holding her tightly, Mo Mou is completely worried, there is no meaning to dodge.

The ghost showed a dark smile.

"I'll kill you!"

Mo Qingge seems to have lost his mind. His hot dagger moves with strength.

Just in the second when she stabbed Gu Mian Mo's chest, her blade suddenly turned and she stabbed the soul in the opposite direction.

Bang——

"Ah..."

The sharp dagger scattered the ghost, and with a grudging cry, it disappeared forever.

Mo Qingge holds the dagger tightly, his forehead is covered with cold sweat, and his little hand is still shaking.

Disappeared

So, is the decision she just made right or wrong?

"Uncle Huang, I..."

Before she finished her words, she was taken into her arms by Gu mianmo.

Countless dream turnover, she has begun not to believe in their own eyes, do not believe in their own perception.

This time, is it true or not?

"Uncle Huang, is it really you?" Mo Qingge asked bitterly, and his shaking little hand held him tightly.

She held uncle Huang, so real.

But she was afraid. The next second, the person in her arms disappeared, leaving only a corpse.

"Song, it's me." Seeing that she was a little absent-minded, Gu mianmo comforted her gently, "don't you even know uncle Huang?"

Biting his lower lip, Mo Qingge looked into his eyes: "how can you prove that you are the real uncle Huang?"

There are so many routines that she can't believe it any more.

Gu felt Mo Zheng Zheng, then chuckled out a voice: "you just killed the fake, leaving me, isn't it true?"

At first glance, there seems to be some truth.

However, it's a bit like trying to argue.

Mo Qingge shook his head and doubted: "that was fake just now, because I don't think uncle Huang would talk to me like that, but that doesn't prove that you are real, right?"

"How can I convince you that I am true?" His tone, a lot of patience.

"I..." Mo Qingge fell into thinking. For a moment, I couldn't think of any good idea. "Well, don't die. Give me some time to think about it."

In every dream, before she could tell the truth, uncle Huang died.

This time, don't let him die too soon!

Gu Yumo: "I'm not sure."

What is this girl talking about?

After pondering for a moment, Mo Qingge asked, "I ask you, what was the last thing you ate yesterday?"

"Sweet and sour fish." He blurted out.

It's her own song.

"Who made sweet and sour fish?" Mo Qingge asked.

"You, of course."

"How many drinks did you have last night?" She asked on purpose.

Gu Mo tone light: "did not drink."

Mo Qingge refused to give up, and then asked, "do you remember the last sentence I said to you last night?"

Let alone uncle Huang, even she didn't remember.

"Geer, isn't it good to say this in front of you?" He seems to be in a bit of a dilemma.

"Oh, can you tell me if you can answer it?" Mo Qingge smiles happily.

He thought that he couldn't answer.

Gu Mian Mo sighed slightly, approached a little, and said in a low voice: "you say, uncle Huang, I haven't had enough."

An understatement made her blush instantly.

Red, from the cheek to the ear.

"You said, let me kiss again, just one bite, and you told me..."

"All right, all right, stop it!" Mo Qingge interrupts him, hoping to find a crack in the ground.

Oh, my God!

What are the words of tiger and wolf?

Mo Qingge, Mo Qingge, why are you still so lustful?

A girl's family, say so many shameless words, let uncle Huang how to see you.

It's dead!

Seeing her shame, Gu Mo could not help laughing and saying, "if Ge'er doesn't believe it, uncle Huang will have to..."

He moved slightly, close to a little, ice lips close to the ink, Qingge face, slender phalanx pulled his clothes.

"Uncle Huang, don't

Mo Qingge was almost scared to stand unsteadily, and quickly backed back: "you don't have to prove yourself under the blue sky!"

What's the order of undressing in the blue sky?

Even if she was greedy for uncle Huang's body, she would not have no skin or face. She would eat him in the blue sky!

When the words fall, Gu mianmo opens his clothes, revealing the white and sexy clavicle.

"Ah..." Mo Qingge stepped back in fright, "no!"

She wants to run, but is taken back by Gu mianmo.

"Song." Low and magnetic voice, sounded in the ear, "Uncle Huang just to show you the evidence, what do you do so nervous?"

This girl, I'm afraid she wants to be crooked.

"Evidence, evidence?"

Mo Qingge opened her eyes and took a close look.

I saw that there were many green and red kisses on the white and tender skin.

All the evidence she left last night.

Mo Qingge covers his cheek. For a moment, he has no face.

"Geer, now you should believe me?" He asked softly.

"Yes, yes." Mo Qing's songs echoed.

Can't I believe it? Can you stop talking about my shame?

"Just believe it." Gu quilt Mo is shallow for a while, then pull the clothes well, also secretly looked at her coquettish look.

This girl is so shy. She's so cute.

For a long time, he said: "song, let's go out."

It's not good for her to stay in this dream for a long time.

"Well."

Mo Qingge nodded, then let him take his little hand, turned into a shadow, left the place.

Left, this desolate dream, as if, never existed.

A silver light across the line of sight, the next second, two people get away from the dream, back to the ghost hall.

Mo Qingge's eyelashes moved for a moment, opened his eyes, and finally returned to the ghost hall.

"Qingge, you wake up at last." See her wake up, Helian Rong Jin suddenly happy, subconsciously hold her little hand, "are you OK, have you hurt?"

This little girl, a deep sleep is several hours.

It worried him to death.

"Nothing." Mo Qingge shakes her head and pulls away her hand.

At this time, she suddenly felt that the moment she got away from the dream, her body seemed to be gradually changing.

The mysterious force in the body is constantly rising and climbing, as if it can't wait to break through the critical point of the mysterious realm.

I'm going to fly up?

The xuanzun realm is an advanced Xuanshen, which can be regarded as a rebirth, and the practitioners will experience a small ascent.

Suddenly, she felt more and more Xuanli in her body. She was so violent that she could hardly restrain it.

The whole body, as light as a piece of paper, floats in the air, like a gust of wind, and can be easily blown away.