The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

With Su Ge's temperament, naturally, he would not be interested in participating in diplomatic activities, and Ji Mo did not mean to switch to a model worker. Therefore, he also carefully selected the entourage who went to Mozhou to make sure that all aspects were prepared and finally arrived. Day.

As soon as they left the temple, they could only rely on Huiyue to manage. Ji Mo didn't worry about the elven king's strength, just considering the degree of lack of attention that this person could be sold when he first came, he still stopped and wanted to ask a few words. . Unexpectedly, he hadn't spoken yet, but Huiyue first had a suspicious look in his eyes, "I heard that you went to Lover Lake with a white man yesterday. Is this really a beauty plan? Will sacrifice be a bit? Big?"

Unexpectedly, the group of people in the temple worked extremely hard to spread the gossip. Ji Mo estimated that the task of secretly doing tasks in a low-key way would never exist in Ye Mingjun ’s mind. Maintaining their false base friendship, anyway, who likes to be alone, he never thought of looking for a girlfriend in this world.

The so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes. Ji Mo wanted to open it after a night of rest. He did n’t care about it. He did n’t care about his reputation. As long as he controlled himself well, he did n’t care about it. What will be lost. Therefore, he decided to believe that he has not been bent straight after the temptation of the pS armored paper man and Hui Yue's open-level prosperity beauty.

"Humans have to take a few detours throughout their lives, and in terms of appearance, it is obviously Ye Mingjun who suffers."

Listening to this guy's basics is like going out and buying a tangerine in a plain tone, Huiyue instantly glared his eyes, live ... live broken sleeves! Did the legendary existence lie beside him? This world is crazy!

The pure elven king was shocked by this calm attitude to be speechless, but Sug, who happened to pass by, glanced at Ji Mo with some confusion, "Morning priest, have you looked in the mirror these years?"

"The high priest laughed. Do I have to use a mirror?"

It ’s funny to say that the blind man looks in the mirror, but it ’s just a bit uncomfortable to watch Su Ge look at Ji Mo . Always feeling that this tone was a bit wrong, he hesitated and asked, "What do I look like now?"

However, the high priest only responded with an inscrutable smile, "It's good, like what God should be."

As soon as this word came out of Ji Mo, he was trapped in what kind of anxiety he should look like. In his memory, the face of the idol is very abstract no matter ancient, modern, Chinese or foreign ...

But soon he slowed down with his stubborn will. Anyway, he couldn't marry himself if he looked good. He couldn't see himself because he was ugly. It wasn't him who was blamed. In this way, Ji Mo felt relaxed all the time, and finally remembered the business. He pulled out a scroll and handed it to Huiyue. you."

Ji Mo has never used a man of heaven to be soft, and since the water killer has come to the door, he has to use it thoroughly, just to make up for the defect that Huiyue is too easy to believe others. In this regard, Huiyue, who didn't realize she was cheating, was a little dissatisfied. "I still need a killer protection?"

"Then think of him as secretly peeping at you."

Ji Mo has always been good at adapting. Following this sentence, he thought about the scene where a man crouched in various corners of the corner of the room beam to secretly peep at himself. Will he peek at me for bathing! "

Why should a little Bai Wen's harem man worry about another filthy boy host peeking at his bath? In the past, the female hostess of the pipelined equipment delivery in the rebirth of the "Rebirth Elf King" only proved that the male host is not a **** man. Is it the only role to ignore it now?

When asked by him, his mouth twitched. In order to be at ease on the road, Ji Mo finally calmly comforted, "Do n’t be afraid, the high priest said, although there is almost no physical weakness in Shui Wuhen, but the soul power is not strong. , Especially can not resist the temptation of beauty. And you, the best is to convince people with a face. "

His expression was very serious, but Huiyue still expressed doubt, "Are you sure this is what the high priest said?"

"Well, I did some processing to make you understand."

Silently thinking about the processing in these words, Huiyue instantly throws away all the emotions and concerns about the future, and only sincerely replied, "You still hurry up, don't come back!"

Naturally, Su Ge would not use a horse-drawn cart to delay time. It seemed that considering that there were too many entourages, he directly pulled out his own life-saving artifact to save the ark.

Boarding this mythical ship the size of a city, with the ark sailing, Ji Mo looked back at the gradually decreasing shrine on the ground. It seemed that he had lived for a long time, and there would be a trace of nostalgia.

Compared to him, Su Ge, the founder of the temple, was very calm, holding a small teapot that he never left, took a chessboard and sat on the deck with Ye Mingjun to play, all exuding the joy of regaining freedom.

After a while, the two great gods discovered that they had the same temperament. When Ye Mingjun refused to be harassed, he went to seek Suge to play chess and drink tea. Meaning, it is a pity that Ji Mo, who longed for the green atmosphere, sighed.

However, Ji Mo was still thinking about the possibility of allowing the fairy to shift his goal. The Fang Suge ’s chess player suddenly paused and looked at him sideways. What does it feel like? "

As soon as this remark came out, the expression on Ji Mo's face stiffened for a moment. He just tried it on the edge of Jiji, why did the entire temple know!

Yesterday night, Mingjun noticed that Sug, who was a white pigeon watching the two on the roof, saw this pigeon. Yemingjun remembered that Ji Mo seemed to trust the high priest more than he seemed. Requirements. Now I remember the mood is also very good, only said: "It's very good, I don't mind coming once a day."

I mind! Best not to have another time!

Although Ji Mo didn't care about other people's eyes, Su Ge still had a weird feeling that his sleeves were found by his old father. I don't know how long the two men will discuss. They simply found a reason to escape. High priest, I'll check the preparations of the acolyte. "

"me and you togather!"

Seeing that he had turned around, Ye Mingjun put down his pieces decisively and then he had to catch up. When he saw him, Su Ge raised his eyes. "If Ye Mingjun left the game halfway, you can lose this game."

He said that Ye Mingjun only remembered the bet they made before playing chess, but just looked at the white figure walking down the deck alone, and he smiled casually, "Then I will lose."

The fairy came to Ji Mo in a few steps, the moment the eyes met each other, the indifferent breath around the morning star priest was dispelled. It was like the God who was originally in the clouds and calmly watching the world's sorrows and joys was suddenly pulled into the world. The cold gold paint of the idol was weathered a little bit. He had such helplessness and a trace of joy that he did not know. Ye Mingjun turned to him with a smile of restraint.

Watching all this quietly, Su Ge was enviously pushing the bright white pieces on the board with his fingertips, watching the pieces quietly landing, and then whispered: "So, God will laugh like this."

He observed Ji Mo for three years and always thought that God was born to be so indifferent to everything, so he could create people indifferently but let them fight and fight under his control, and admiring all the joys and sorrows of this world mercilessly.

Although he learned that the light he once pursued was a fictional illusion, he still embarked on the road of salvation according to God's arrangement, because he believed that power and desire can be false, but people's longing for light is always true.

But, occasionally, he hopes that when his **** created him, he didn't just treat it as an extra plaything indifferently. It's better to have such a smile, and then gave him the name Suger with anticipation.

The author has something to say: Su Ge: I think the author should give me a wife.

Ji Mo: I think the author should have a hand speed of 10,000 yuan per day.

Ye Mingjun: I think the author should take a driver's license and don't show me the exhaust all day.

Author (indifferent): Wife will have it, driver's license will not be tested, and there will be Wan Wan drop when entering V on Monday.

Ji Mo (doubt): Can you finish the sketch in your hand?

Author (crying momentarily): Son, I need your speed!

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