Chapter 261
Boy, Man
Chapter 261 Boy, Man
After drinking the wine, Peng Ye didn't stay in Ping'an Town any longer. After saying goodbye to the mayor, he went to the East Desolate Soul Hall without stopping overnight.
ten days later.
A floating island.
"Uncle Mozheng."
On the highest mountain on the island, Peng Ye and Mozheng both stood on the top, looking down at Tianwaitian.
"You kid still knows to come to the Hall of Souls to see me, which means you haven't lost your conscience." The middle-aged man turned his back to Peng Ye, with his hands behind his back, and the gray hair on his temples seemed to be twice as much as before. "If there is anything that cannot be said openly, I must be notified to come here."
Peng Ye clasped his fists and palms together, feeling a little apprehensive, and still bowed in respect, without answering immediately.
"My little girl misses you very much." Seeing that the young man didn't gnaw, Mo Zheng sighed and said, his old eyes looked at the sky melancholy, "Now she thinks about you day and night, and she already knows about the news that you laundered in the Northwest Desert. gone."
"Uncle Mozheng, I..." Hearing this, Peng Ye felt too much indebted, and he hesitated to speak for a while.
"Although I don't want to interfere with your young people's affairs, as a man, I don't agree with letting my own women worry about it." Demon Zheng said, throwing a Xuanguang square box. The primordial box, inside is Tushan Tuya's primordial spirit."
It turned out that Uncle Mozheng knew the purpose of his visit a long time ago, after doing all this, he disappeared in a puff of black smoke with a bang.
Peng Ye followed Wenyuan Box, became a little silent, and then flew towards a palace with a swish, which was Mo Xiaoxiao's palace.
On the periphery of the palace, there is a stone pavilion.
A thin figure with a pretty face, a little haggard, stared blankly at a small piece of grass, just staring at it, not knowing what to think.
Even when Peng Ye came to the stone pavilion, she didn't notice it at all.
Looking at Mo Xiaoxiao, who was no longer alive, Peng Ye felt a sudden pain in his heart, "Xiaoxiao, I'm here."
"Peng Ye, is that you Peng Ye?" Mo Xiaoxiao said suddenly, and it was her opening that Peng Ye's eyes suddenly froze, his heart felt like a knife!
"Xiaoxiao, you, your eyes..." Peng Ye's eyes were reddish.
"Peng Ye, it's really you!" Mo Xiaoxiao stretched out her jade hand, touched Peng Ye's face, and then grabbed him, tears streaming down her eyes, and choked up, "When you left Qishan, I thought you really didn't want me anymore, I thought I would never see you again in this life, woo woo woo..."
"How come, I said that the media must be married to you. The situation in Qishan was special, and it was for others to see. I will not want you, and I will never want you in my life." Peng Ye also held Mo Xiaoxiao tightly. Holding her in her arms, her voice was also choked up, and then she let go of Mo Xiaoxiao, "Don't cry, don't cry, stretch out your hand, let me see your eyes."
"En." Mo Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears, and Mao Xiu stretched out her jade hand.
"Your eyes are..." Peng Ye looked at Mo Xiaoxiao while checking his pulse.
"It's crying. She hasn't stopped since she came back from Qishan." At this time, Meimu suddenly came to the outside of the palace and said indifferently.
"Meimu, why are you here? Don't talk nonsense." Wen Meimu told Peng Ye the truth, and Mo Xiaoxiao's pretty face immediately turned red.
"If you can cry, don't let others know. I'm telling the truth. I want the guy next to you to stay still. He's a boy who hasn't grown up. He's almost twenty this year, and he's a man." Mei Mu looked at Peng Ye.
"Brother Meimu taught you that." Peng Ye nodded guiltily.
"I don't have anything to do, I'll leave first, I'm just passing by." Meimu said, and immediately left with interest, her feelings were intentional.
For a while, Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little intriguingly shy beside Peng Ye.
Peng Ye tapped Mo Xiaoxiao's acupoints, and then injected some spiritual energy from heaven and earth to calm Mo Xiaoxiao's chaotic breath.
Mo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes slightly again, her vision blurred at first, and then gradually brightened, a picturesque and handsome young man's face appeared in her sight.
"Fortunately, I was crying blind, otherwise it would be really difficult." Peng Ye saw that Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes had regained their luster, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He joked, with gentleness in the joke, "Don't cry, just now Recover, don't cry."
"But I... I can't help it, woo woo!" Mo Xiaoxiao hugged the boy again, and buried her head in the boy's arms.
"Okay, okay, I won't worry you in the future. Remember, we have a marriage contract. Although I was abducted by the old man in Montenegro, the engagement still counts." Patting Mo Xiaoxiao on the shoulder, Peng Ye said .
"En." Mo Xiaoxiao nodded in Peng Ye's arms, then gradually raised her head, and bit her hard on his shoulder.
"Ah—" Peng Ye yelled loudly, and said dumbfoundedly, "You girl, do you belong to a dog?"
"Hmph, this is to let you remember me in case you lose your memory one day." Mo Xiaoxiao snorted.
"Is it so scheming?" Peng Ye smiled wryly.
"You think." After Mo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she buried her head in the boy's arms again, just like that, holding her tightly.
After a long time.
Peng Ye let go of Mo Xiaoxiao who was sleeping soundly in his arms, carried her into the palace room and put her down, and then went out.
……
The next day.
"Peng Ye! Peng Ye!" Mo Xiaoxiao woke up from the room, and when she found that she was alone, she suddenly panicked and ran out of the palace.
Finally, under the tree beside the cliff outside the palace, I saw the white-haired figure.
In addition to Peng Ye, there is also the old ghost of Heishan, and her father Mozheng.
"Why did you come out?" Seeing the pale Mo Xiaoxiao, Peng Ye frowned and said, "You should take a good rest and recuperate your body."
"I thought you left again." Mo Xiaoxiao said.
"I'm discussing with your father about refining the body, and I won't leave the Soul Palace for now." Peng Ye said to Mo Xiaoxiao.
"Refining the body?" Mo Xiaoxiao was puzzled.
"Tu Yayin's physical body was destroyed, and her soul almost collapsed. I just want to help her recover." Peng Ye said.
"No need to explain, no matter how many women you have, you just want me." Seeing the young man explaining in a panic, Mo Xiaoxiao immediately smiled softly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at what you said, am I that kind of person? Really... a woman like you, I want as much as I have." Peng Ye grinned shamelessly.
"Get out." Mo Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.
The two bickered for a while, and Mo Xiaoxiao didn't go back to the room to sleep again, but asked Peng Ye and the others to think about the method of refining the body...
"The quickest way to refine the body is to find a corpse of a woman who was in the same cultivation level as her before she was alive, but this method is obviously not feasible." The old ghost of Heishan also knew some techniques, and frowned at this time and said, "Tu Ya's previous cultivation was obviously half-step God-King Realm, and it would be no more than two palms to find someone with the same strength as her. She was still a woman, and she was dead. This was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. Her primordial spirit can't last until then."
(End of this chapter)
After drinking the wine, Peng Ye didn't stay in Ping'an Town any longer. After saying goodbye to the mayor, he went to the East Desolate Soul Hall without stopping overnight.
ten days later.
A floating island.
"Uncle Mozheng."
On the highest mountain on the island, Peng Ye and Mozheng both stood on the top, looking down at Tianwaitian.
"You kid still knows to come to the Hall of Souls to see me, which means you haven't lost your conscience." The middle-aged man turned his back to Peng Ye, with his hands behind his back, and the gray hair on his temples seemed to be twice as much as before. "If there is anything that cannot be said openly, I must be notified to come here."
Peng Ye clasped his fists and palms together, feeling a little apprehensive, and still bowed in respect, without answering immediately.
"My little girl misses you very much." Seeing that the young man didn't gnaw, Mo Zheng sighed and said, his old eyes looked at the sky melancholy, "Now she thinks about you day and night, and she already knows about the news that you laundered in the Northwest Desert. gone."
"Uncle Mozheng, I..." Hearing this, Peng Ye felt too much indebted, and he hesitated to speak for a while.
"Although I don't want to interfere with your young people's affairs, as a man, I don't agree with letting my own women worry about it." Demon Zheng said, throwing a Xuanguang square box. The primordial box, inside is Tushan Tuya's primordial spirit."
It turned out that Uncle Mozheng knew the purpose of his visit a long time ago, after doing all this, he disappeared in a puff of black smoke with a bang.
Peng Ye followed Wenyuan Box, became a little silent, and then flew towards a palace with a swish, which was Mo Xiaoxiao's palace.
On the periphery of the palace, there is a stone pavilion.
A thin figure with a pretty face, a little haggard, stared blankly at a small piece of grass, just staring at it, not knowing what to think.
Even when Peng Ye came to the stone pavilion, she didn't notice it at all.
Looking at Mo Xiaoxiao, who was no longer alive, Peng Ye felt a sudden pain in his heart, "Xiaoxiao, I'm here."
"Peng Ye, is that you Peng Ye?" Mo Xiaoxiao said suddenly, and it was her opening that Peng Ye's eyes suddenly froze, his heart felt like a knife!
"Xiaoxiao, you, your eyes..." Peng Ye's eyes were reddish.
"Peng Ye, it's really you!" Mo Xiaoxiao stretched out her jade hand, touched Peng Ye's face, and then grabbed him, tears streaming down her eyes, and choked up, "When you left Qishan, I thought you really didn't want me anymore, I thought I would never see you again in this life, woo woo woo..."
"How come, I said that the media must be married to you. The situation in Qishan was special, and it was for others to see. I will not want you, and I will never want you in my life." Peng Ye also held Mo Xiaoxiao tightly. Holding her in her arms, her voice was also choked up, and then she let go of Mo Xiaoxiao, "Don't cry, don't cry, stretch out your hand, let me see your eyes."
"En." Mo Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears, and Mao Xiu stretched out her jade hand.
"Your eyes are..." Peng Ye looked at Mo Xiaoxiao while checking his pulse.
"It's crying. She hasn't stopped since she came back from Qishan." At this time, Meimu suddenly came to the outside of the palace and said indifferently.
"Meimu, why are you here? Don't talk nonsense." Wen Meimu told Peng Ye the truth, and Mo Xiaoxiao's pretty face immediately turned red.
"If you can cry, don't let others know. I'm telling the truth. I want the guy next to you to stay still. He's a boy who hasn't grown up. He's almost twenty this year, and he's a man." Mei Mu looked at Peng Ye.
"Brother Meimu taught you that." Peng Ye nodded guiltily.
"I don't have anything to do, I'll leave first, I'm just passing by." Meimu said, and immediately left with interest, her feelings were intentional.
For a while, Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little intriguingly shy beside Peng Ye.
Peng Ye tapped Mo Xiaoxiao's acupoints, and then injected some spiritual energy from heaven and earth to calm Mo Xiaoxiao's chaotic breath.
Mo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes slightly again, her vision blurred at first, and then gradually brightened, a picturesque and handsome young man's face appeared in her sight.
"Fortunately, I was crying blind, otherwise it would be really difficult." Peng Ye saw that Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes had regained their luster, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He joked, with gentleness in the joke, "Don't cry, just now Recover, don't cry."
"But I... I can't help it, woo woo!" Mo Xiaoxiao hugged the boy again, and buried her head in the boy's arms.
"Okay, okay, I won't worry you in the future. Remember, we have a marriage contract. Although I was abducted by the old man in Montenegro, the engagement still counts." Patting Mo Xiaoxiao on the shoulder, Peng Ye said .
"En." Mo Xiaoxiao nodded in Peng Ye's arms, then gradually raised her head, and bit her hard on his shoulder.
"Ah—" Peng Ye yelled loudly, and said dumbfoundedly, "You girl, do you belong to a dog?"
"Hmph, this is to let you remember me in case you lose your memory one day." Mo Xiaoxiao snorted.
"Is it so scheming?" Peng Ye smiled wryly.
"You think." After Mo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she buried her head in the boy's arms again, just like that, holding her tightly.
After a long time.
Peng Ye let go of Mo Xiaoxiao who was sleeping soundly in his arms, carried her into the palace room and put her down, and then went out.
……
The next day.
"Peng Ye! Peng Ye!" Mo Xiaoxiao woke up from the room, and when she found that she was alone, she suddenly panicked and ran out of the palace.
Finally, under the tree beside the cliff outside the palace, I saw the white-haired figure.
In addition to Peng Ye, there is also the old ghost of Heishan, and her father Mozheng.
"Why did you come out?" Seeing the pale Mo Xiaoxiao, Peng Ye frowned and said, "You should take a good rest and recuperate your body."
"I thought you left again." Mo Xiaoxiao said.
"I'm discussing with your father about refining the body, and I won't leave the Soul Palace for now." Peng Ye said to Mo Xiaoxiao.
"Refining the body?" Mo Xiaoxiao was puzzled.
"Tu Yayin's physical body was destroyed, and her soul almost collapsed. I just want to help her recover." Peng Ye said.
"No need to explain, no matter how many women you have, you just want me." Seeing the young man explaining in a panic, Mo Xiaoxiao immediately smiled softly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at what you said, am I that kind of person? Really... a woman like you, I want as much as I have." Peng Ye grinned shamelessly.
"Get out." Mo Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.
The two bickered for a while, and Mo Xiaoxiao didn't go back to the room to sleep again, but asked Peng Ye and the others to think about the method of refining the body...
"The quickest way to refine the body is to find a corpse of a woman who was in the same cultivation level as her before she was alive, but this method is obviously not feasible." The old ghost of Heishan also knew some techniques, and frowned at this time and said, "Tu Ya's previous cultivation was obviously half-step God-King Realm, and it would be no more than two palms to find someone with the same strength as her. She was still a woman, and she was dead. This was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. Her primordial spirit can't last until then."
(End of this chapter)