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Facing the cold-faced Jiang Xi, the pick-up horse seemed a little timid, shrank his neck and said: "How about... or go to Linling Island? There must be more horses in the Jiang family than in the subordinates, hehehe .”

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Xi looked at the wrinkled smile on his face and was speechless for a moment, then said: "I just feel grateful for the generosity of the owner of the horse farm, and I have no other intention. This place is close to Taobao Villa, and the owner of the horse farm is willing to lend us our mounts, so naturally It couldn’t be better.”

Upon hearing this, the owner of the horse farm breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Then please go to the village. It's getting late. It's better to stay overnight in the village and set off together the next day."

Taobao Villa stands on the bank of West Lake and is built on the top of a lonely mountain. However, this solitary mountain is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is just a small hill. It only takes half an hour to climb to the top of the mountain.

"We're here!" The owner of the horse farm stood happily in front of the grand mountain gate painted bright red, and raised his hand to remove the protective barrier, "Everyone, please come in, please come in, please come in."

Huangshan and his party, all the masters were either anxious or worried, but the owner of the horse farm quickly became like a normal person, and even managed to smile with a warm smile on his face. Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly, but they didn't say anything. The leader came first, then the elders, then the personal disciples, and then followed by numerous disciples from various sects, entering the gate of Taobao Villa one by one.

Xue Meng muttered to Mo Ran: "What's going on with this pick-up horse? I laughed so hard that I got goosebumps. Could he be with Xu Shuanglin? Is he going to invite you to the urn?"

"……no."

"Are you so sure again?"

Mo Ran said: "The lords and leaders of the nine sects are here. Now everyone is in a state of war. If he is Xu Shuanglin's accomplice, he will not be able to do anything. Instead, he will expose himself."

"Then what is he so happy about?"

Mo Ran sighed and said: "He is happy to get rich."

"How do you make a fortune? What he does is obviously a loss-making business." Xue Meng was confused. Like his father, he has no business acumen. It is said that when he was a child, Mrs. Wang gave him a silver leaf and asked him to exchange it at a hawker. As a result, he exchanged it back for a small kite and three greasy copper coins. , I was deceived terribly, but I still think the kite is beautiful. I am happy that I bought it, and it is worth it.

How could a person like him know the thoughts of a horse picking up passengers?

So after thinking for a long time, he still said blankly: "Did you hear it wrong? He just said he wanted to lend us horses, not rent them. He didn't take any money, he -"

At this time, the low-level disciples of the villa who were responsible for the guest room assignments came to pick them up. Mo Ran waved his hand, indicating that he should stop talking, and the maid in a pink coat smiled and led them to the other courtyard where they would stay temporarily tonight. .

This row of courtyards are all close to the edge of the mountain, and each courtyard can accommodate six people. At dusk, Mo Ran stood in front of the window of his wing, looking at the cold mountains in the distance and the misty waves of the West Lake.

After coming down from Huangshan, Mo Ran has been very anxious and extremely uneasy. At this time, he closed the door and finally revealed his mania. He was stroking the window lattice with one hand, while the other hand was subconsciously playing with something warm in his palm.

The scenery in Jiangnan was always beautiful, but at the moment he had no intention of enjoying it. The setting sun was dim. If anyone saw the look on his face at this moment, they would never believe that he was the upright and upright Grandmaster Mo.

This is a face that belongs to the Immortal-Treading Emperor in his previous life.

Yīn bird of prey.

The setting sun pierced his light brown eyes.

In the dusk, Mo Weiyu's face changed drastically.

The reborn person behind Xu Shuanglin made him shudder. He felt as if there was a knife on his neck, and the blade was pressed against his skin, piercing his flesh and causing blood to seep out.

But the man didn't chop down hard, and he couldn't look back. He couldn't see clearly who was standing behind him and could kill him at any time and at any time.

He was very confused. He always felt that his rebirth might not be hidden for too long.

What should he do if the day of the decisive battle is the day when the truth is revealed?

What would his uncle and aunt think of him? What would the teacher think of him? What would Xue Meng think of him?

And Chu Wanning.

Chu nightning...

If the past life was exposed, how much would Chu Wanning hate him? Will he not want to look at him again from now on?

Mo Ran's heart was in turmoil, and the more he thought about it, the colder he felt, down to his bones——

"...Crack."

Suddenly there was a sound, and the thing he was playing with fell to the floor.

He picked it up in a daze and glanced at it lightly.

There was a little dust on the gadget. It seemed that no one had lived in this villa in Taobao Villa for a long time, and it was not taken care of diligently. There was a bit of dust on the ground...

Pause.

Mo Ran's face suddenly turned pale.

He suddenly realized what he was playing——

Lying in the palm of his hand was a dark and warm chess piece.

Zhenlong chess! !

The ink burns with horror and color changes!

In his previous life, he developed a habit in the last two years before his death. Every time when I feel extremely complicated and irritable, I can't help but gather my spiritual power in my palm, condense it into a small sunspot, and play with it over and over in my hand.

This habit of his frightened many of the attendants in the palace at that time. Mo Ran overheard the palace people discussing this matter, and they all felt that he must be angry.

When you are angry, you have to make chess pieces, kill people, and turn living people into puppets.

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