Chapter 1279

Scenery a Leng, suddenly felt a headache, she holding her head squat on the ground, the mind seems to ring a lot of harsh noise, let her headache unbearable.

"What's the matter?" The man came to her and held her hand. Then, he noticed the woodcarving she was holding tightly. Her eyes were dim, and his voice was softer. "What's wrong?"

"I..." The scenery soon realized that he was too close to him. She took out her hand, stood up and stepped back. Her head was too painful to care about. She said, "who allowed you to touch me?"

"When I see that the scenery is not comfortable, I can't bear to come forward to care. If the scenery is not like, I will stand still." He did what he said, and he didn't really want to get close to her.

The scenery breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to completely put down the heart.

He suddenly said: "that woodcarving, the scenery looks very precious."

"This is mo Qing's stuff." She put the woodcarving hand behind her back, as if afraid that he would snatch it. "I only have the chance to bring this thing here. Of course I cherish it."

"I think so. If it wasn't for him, how could the scenery be like this?" Under the plum tree, he raised his lips and smile, gentle as jade, and the snow behind him had become the background at this moment.

The wind seems cooler.

She couldn't help but step back, looking at him warily, silent.

"Why doesn't the scenery speak?"

"You are in danger."

His canthus slightly curved, smile more pure good, "the intuition of scenery is still so strong."

She was stunned for a moment because of the familiarity in his words. "Do you know me well?"

"I don't know who you are now." He looked away, as if looking at the snow mountain behind her, but also as if he did not see anything.

The loneliness of him was felt.

Scenery mood suddenly some strange, she asked: "who are you?"

"I'm Linglong pond The goblin transformed by ice lotus. " He blinked and chuckled, "scenery can call me autumn knowledge."

She muttered, "didn't you just say your name is mo Qing?"

"I made you laugh. Do you believe that?"

"I don't believe it." She snorted.

He laughed, "if the scenery is willing to step closer to me, I can tell you what you don't know about the wood carving on your hand."

"Isn't wood carving just wood carving? What's the use of watching? "

"Of course, because you don't know." He laughed again, "if you are willing to go two steps closer, I can also tell you the true identity of Mo Qing."

"Mo Qing What is your true identity? "

"Want to know?" He crooked his lips and chuckled, "there is nothing I don't know about in this world."

The scenery pursed her lips and thought for a while. Maybe he could prove that Mo Qing was not the fantasy in her mind. She approached two steps according to her words, but her look was still very wary, "I did what you said, you said."

With a satisfied smile, he said slowly, "Mo Qing is mo Qing, the 32 generation eldest disciple of Xianmen. Although he is Zhiwei's apprentice in name, he is taught by the founder of Xianmen himself. Do you know what wood carving is made of in your hand?"

"What..."

"Peach wood."

The hand of scenery trembles, what is peach wood? Even if she doesn't understand these illusory things, she also knows that peach wood is used to exorcise ghosts.

"Now you should know why you met him. One is the eldest disciple of Xianmen, and the other is a lonely ghost wandering in the mountains..."

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