Chapter 119

Mo Fan did not notice the change in Qingxin and other people's expressions, but smiled faintly at Xiao Yuening, and Xiao Yuening also returned with a faint smile.

Because there was not enough position, Xiao Yuening simply sat down and stood behind Mo Fan.

There came such a beautiful woman like a fairy and a beautiful girl surrounded by her. Qingxin and others were determined and couldn't help but be a little distracted in planning.

For good, several people are quick fighters, and they soon decided how to spend these three days.

It didn't last long, only three days, so several people decided to play around the foothills of Lishan Mountain. Since the First Emperor of Qin chose Lishan as the tomb, there is no need to say more about the scenery. Because it is for basic understanding, they plan to do activities together.

After the decision, several people casually found a direction, talked about the topic of young people endlessly, and visited the beautiful scenery of Lishan Mountain over and over again. Except for Mo Fan, who was not good at words, and Xiao Yuening, who had never left him, the rest of them talked in detail, and even Xiaodi and Mo Mei talked together.

Mumu and Butterfly Dance are also very familiar with Mo Jun's relationship, and Butterfly Dance, as Xiao Yuening's childhood friend, is now her best friend. Naturally, she knows the relationship between Xiao Yuening and Mo Fan. Seeing that Xiao Yuening has been inseparable from Mo Fan, of course, she will not disturb them ignorantly.

However, Qingyuan was abnormal and silently followed everyone. Except for the cold wind that had been frequent, it seemed that few people had noticed her.

The brothers Mo Jun and Qingxin (actually uncle and nephew, I don't know how Qingxin feels) express their opinions on the two sets of Taiji arcane meanings of the perfect version of the Eight Swords of Taiji and Xuanhuang Jianyi, making their swords better.

As for the inexplicable, it is a chat with the cold wind. Mo Fan uses the palm, but Yu Hanfeng's kendo is not very clear, while the cold wind learns from the sword and does not learn the palm. There seems to be too much common language between the two, and it is not very speculative.

With the passage of time and roadside scenery, a group of people gradually divided into several strands. Gradually deviating from the original road, several people were bold and not afraid of all kinds of beasts and animals in the foothills of Lishan Mountain. Everyone went further and further, but they saw fewer scenery and said more.

Then, when everyone came to their senses, they found that they had moved.

Mo Fan and Xiao Yuening walked to a small lake and saw sparkling waves, and a faint smell of lake water permeated the small forest. From time to time, several deer or little squirrels stay here to rest and drink water to quench their thirst.

Mo Fan looked at the peaceful scene and finally said, "The good is like water, and everything is water and does not strive for it. It is evil of everyone, so it is almost Tao."

Xiao Yuening accompanied him faintly, sat down with him in front of the lake, and said gently, "There is water that can carry the boat, and it can also overturn the boat. Everything in the world is born with yin and yang, accompanied by beauty and ugliness, misfortune and blessings, contradictions and competition, whether it is the previous moment or the last minute, there is no good, and there will be no evil. In one's life, there is no difference between good and evil. It only depends on how to recognize it.

Mo Fan shook his head and said, "Water can be turned over, and it is all its strength. If the power of human survival is beneficial to the masses, it is good and harmful to the masses, it is evil. The difference between good and evil is only in people's hearts.

Xiao Yuening smiled and said, "It's reasonable."

Mo Fan turned his head and took a look at Xiao Yuening. She stared at the lake without much expression. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad. She only smiled faintly, but didn't say much. She looked back to the lake and seemed to be lost in thought.

The two stared at the lake so much that no one said much. With this peaceful scene, it seemed to form a beautiful picture, which was unbearable to disturb.

On the other side, he inexplicably looked at the left and right scenery, and the flute around him seemed to be lost.

"Are you lost?" The little flute was found at the moment before. When she found it, she was looking for someone and seemed to be lost.

Xiaodi nodded. She didn't say much, but she was not a man with facial paralysis like Mo Fan. She smiled and said, "Since I found you, it's fate. Let's walk together?"

Inexplicably, "Okay." The two were of the same age. Coincidentally, Xiaodi also went to school in a school in the world. When asked, the two were actually in the same grade and the class was very close. They were only separated by a classroom. Suddenly, they had a common language and talked happily all the way.

The two people here said happily, but Mo Jun and Butterfly Dance somehow came together, and the two looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

"You are also going this way." Mo Jun touched his nose and smiled.

"Hmm...Hmm!" Butterfly dance quietly lowered her head and stood side by side with Mo Jun.

The two walked in the woods together, and no one spoke for a moment. It was not until Mo Jun felt that his ears were a little hot that he looked for a topic and said, "What a coincidence. How's it going? How about talking with Mumu?" This is decent and generous, but after careful taste, there is no nutrition at all.

Diewu said, "Formao, Mumu is an interesting girl, and she found that your youngest brother is the one who refused her invitation last time. Now I guess she will trouble him."

Mo Jun said with a little surprise, "Ah! What a coincidence?"

"Yes." Once there is a topic, the conversation between the two will be much smoother.

"Yes, I remember that my brother bought the nutrient solution in my game warehouse for a period of time, was it at that time?"

"That seems very early."

"Indeed, I didn't expect the failure that Mumu had been thinking about, and the originator was actually a nickname. The world is really wonderful."

"Well, yes."

The two talked and walked deep into the woods. Compared with the surrounding scenery, the conversation took up the main part.

The wood jumped down gently and was silent.

"Sister Qingyuan?" Mumu looked up, and the sparkling light of the lake passed through the gaps of trees and reflected into her eyes. In front of her, there was a charming shadow, walking in her direction, inside the woods.

Qingyuan smiled and showed everyone's demeanor, saying, "Can you walk with me? Sister Mumu.

For this enchanting and beautiful woman, Mumu nodded with a trace of longing and said, "Is there anything on your mind?"

Qingyuan smiled slightly and said, "Yes, at this age, there are more and more annoying things."

"Real?" Mumu thought and then said, "I'm not old yet, so I don't understand."

Qingyuan smiled gently, and the laughter gradually drifted away with the figures of the two.

On the other side of the forest, Qingxin and the cold wind hit their heads. When they met, they were stunned first, and then a group of unknown birds flew out from behind.

In the eyes of the two people, there seemed to be a trace of disappointment, a trace of disgriness, and a trace of helplessness.

Why?

Only the two of us?

What about the others?

This scene feels bleak...