Seeing that his tone returned to normal, Mo Qingge was relieved.

    It''s hard to coax!

    She got up and glanced at all the things on the table, such as Huaji, braised fish, longxumian, heyibing, etc.

    Suddenly, Mo Qingge''s eyes brightened: "Wow, there are so many delicious food today!"

    "If you like the song, I''ll do it again tomorrow." Gu Mian said in Mo language, "today, since Ge''er has eaten it, he can only feed it to the cat."

    Mo Qingge said carelessly: "it doesn''t matter, I can eat it!"

    It''s just two dinners. It''s nothing to her.

    Gu Yumo: "I''m not sure."

    Little girl, appetite is as good as ever.

    ……

    In the afternoon of the next day, Gu Mian Mo comes back from the Xuan formation and meets Mo Qingge, who is going to go out.

    So he asked, "where is Ge''er going?"

    "The proving ground."

    It''s a testing ground again

    Gu Mo raised his eyes and saw a blue figure waiting in the courtyard outside.

    It''s Lu Hansheng.

    His voice was a little cold: "don''t go!"

    "Why?" Mo Qingge was at a loss. "Brother Lu is waiting for me outside. Besides, I go to the testing ground to practice. There are many iron puppets in the testing ground... Hello, you?"

    "Come with me!"

    Gu Mian Mo grabs her wrist and pulls her to the room.

    "Hey, where do you want to take me? Please make it clear first..." Mo Qingge was forced back to the room by him.

    The next second, Gu Mian''s ink flicks his sleeve, and the air pressure around the door is a little low.

    "You..."

    "I''ll take song to a better holy land for cultivation." Gu mianmo blurted out.

    In a word, I don''t want this little girl to go out in public. It''s better to hide. Only he can see.

    Otherwise, the singer may have to provoke many peach blossoms.

    "Where?"

    As soon as Mo Qingge''s voice fell, he brushed his sleeve lightly.

    Silver light around the line of sight, for a moment, some can not open their eyes, she only feel feet off the ground, the body has become very light.

    When the silver light dissipated again, they fell to the ground smoothly and landed in a quiet and vast space.

    Such a large space is like another world. In the space, there are many palaces, boundless mountains and waters, the sea and the sky are together, majestic and grand, like an independent continent.

    Mo Qingge looked around, surprised, probably never seen, such a vast space XuanZhen.

    The fluctuation of Xuanli in the space is even more abundant, many times more abundant than the trial field.

    "Xiaomo, is this mysterious space your own?" Mo Qingge asked suspiciously.

    She didn''t remember that Mo Xuan was still a XuanZhen master.

    Gu Mian ink light hook lips, nonsense: "ancestral."

    Mo Qingge

    Ancestral

    "Then your family is really rich." She couldn''t help praising, "such a mysterious array of space, in the divine world, is also valuable without market?"

    No, if you look at the whole divine world, I''m afraid you can''t find a few perfect space XuanZhen like this.

    Gu Yinmo said with a noncommittal smile: "let''s practice in the mysterious array of space for more than ten days?"

    "Good." Mo Qingge answers the call.

    ……

    After that, they stayed in the mysterious space, concentrated on cultivation, and rarely went out.

    Gu mianmo, in addition to acting more and more skillful, also often casually guide her sword.

    At first, Mo Qingge didn''t quite believe in the words of a one star God, but later he found that as long as he mentioned a few words at will, he would make great progress.

    As a result, Mo Qingge sighed that although the actual combat experience of this little Mo Mo was weaker, his kung fu on paper was really one of the top ten!

    Of course, the rhetoric here is commendatory.

    During this period, Lu Hansheng also pounced on the air many times, but he always remembered the valiant woman in his heart.

    The day of cultivation is like a fleeting moment. Suddenly, unconsciously, it is approaching the day of the first round of competition.

    The atmosphere in the inner courtyard is also becoming more and more tense. The students are all working hard and want to deal with the first round of competition in the best condition.

    In the night, the stars were shining, and at the end of Mo Qingge''s cultivation, he was probably a little tired, and then he leaned on Gu Mian''s shoulder.

    Leaning on it, I fell asleep.

    Looking at her light and ripe sleeping face, Gu Mian''s ink drops her eyes. Her pretty face is red and very lovely. Her long and narrow eyelashes move slightly, and her scarlet lips are even more delicate, which makes people want to have a taste.

    In deep sleep, Mo Qingge also moved her lips slightly, as if she was smacking her lips.

    This little girl, what delicious food did she dream of?

    Finally, he opened his thin lips and a kiss fell on Mo Qingge''s side face.

    Dragonfly water like temperature, across the heart.

    Suddenly, Mo Qingge suddenly woke up and pushed away the person in front of him like a reflex: "dengtuzi!"

    She got up and touched her slightly hot cheek. Her anger was self-evident.

    How dare you kiss her while she is asleep!

    See her cheek is tiny red, a pair of ignorant appearance, obviously is still not awake, Gu quilt Mo can''t help but pick lip, smile.

    "You still laugh!" Mo Qingge''s spirit does not come from one place.

    "Just now, what delicious food did the singer dream of?" He asked with a smile.

    Mo Qingge was stunned, and her head was a little sober. She carefully thought about the scene in her dream: "I seem to have dreamt of a mermaid again."

    "Well?"

    "And then I killed the mermaid." Mo Qingge said it without any hesitation.

    Gu Yumo: "I''m not sure."

    Ge''er''s dedication to fish is not a single bit.

    After that, Mo Qingge whispered: "recently, I always dream of mermaids. I don''t know why. Maybe I was a fisherman in my last life."

    Gu Yumo: "I''m not sure."

    What''s the logic?

    "I don''t know when I can find him." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, as if talking to himself.

    I don''t know why, every time I dream about the mermaid, her heart will sting.

    Moreover, everything in the dream is extremely real, and the reality is within reach.

    But when she really wanted to touch, that fragmentary memory turned into a bubble and disappeared.

    "Maybe the person you''ve been looking for is right in front of you, but you just don''t know." Gu Mo looked into her eyes and said faintly.

    Mo Qingge looks at him and laughs

    "Little Mo Mo, are you talking about yourself?"

    Gu Jingmo is silent.

    Can''t this little girl be more serious?

    "I remember that Ge''er had an engagement with her." "Do you remember?" he asked, opening his lips

    "You mean that bad old man?" Hearing this, Mo Qingge turned black.

    "What?"