snake coffin

Chapter 909: Immerse yourself in the aftertaste
All my original psychological construction was broken because of the scar Ying Long mentioned.

If it's the entanglement in the past life, I can still find a reason to comfort myself. It's all over, and Mo Xiu doesn't have a past life. They can't be entangled, so what...

But what if it is later?
It's like I can't get over it...

I couldn't find anything to comfort myself for a while.

Although the future is controlled by the present, there are too many unknown variables, and Mu Qi and the others are secretly controlling it. Who knows what will happen in the end.

There was a sound of "sizzling" in the kitchen, as if something had fallen into the oil pan. In addition to the sizzling sound, there was also smoke coming out.

The air carried a faint smell of burnt oil smoke, gently wafting in the scent of bamboo leaves in the afternoon.

With Moxiu's proficiency in cooking, this kind of thing has never happened. He is a snake, he likes nature, and he doesn't like the smell of oily smoke, so when he cooks, I have never smelled such strong oily smoke.

Of course, it is also possible that he used magic to distract him.

The divine mind moved slightly, attracting the nearby wind to blow away the smell of oily smoke.

Sitting in front of the stone table, I looked at Ying Long and said seriously: "I can use my divine sense to retrieve memories. Needless to say, this matter has an impact on you and Mo Xiu. It also has a great impact on me. You If you don't worry..."

"Come on." Ying Long immediately opened his eyes wide, staring at me with a pair of peach blossoms: "I've always wanted to try one, your mental search."

"Is it also for the convenience of writing the work report?" I stretched out my hand to guide the ribbon around my wrist, and tapped it lightly with my fingers.

Spiritual thoughts surged, leading the ribbons into tentacles, entwining Yinglong bit by bit.

Especially the place where she took a picture of the guy just now, and at the same time deliberately wrapped the streamer around her wrist and neck.

She even formed a forehead to wrap around her forehead, and strands of thin ribbons gently attached to her eyelids.

"When you looked at Yang Huizhen's memory with your spiritual sense at the base, you didn't have such a mobilizing force, you were like facing a big enemy." Ying Long raised his wrist.

Looking at the streamer floating upwards along her arm: "Are you afraid of me?"

"You are very vigilant and vigilant. Although you have to control yourself when you search for memory with your divine sense, if you struggle, both of us will be injured. So this is for the good of both of us!" I led the streamer, gently He wrapped Yinglong's whole body tightly.

As long as she moves, I can tighten my spiritual thoughts and restrain her entire body.

Ying Long just laughed and looked at the streamers that were wandering around her body like tentacles: "Is this something from the Feng family?"

I nodded and didn't speak.

Outside the streamer, Mo Xiu came over with the food, sat at the stone table and did not speak.

After I wrapped up all the fighting parts of Yinglong's body, I stared into her eyes and looked over.

"If I don't let you see it, won't you be able to see it?" Ying Long's peach blossom eyes narrowed, with a three-point smile on his face, three-point seriousness, as if joking: "If you spy on me When I was reciting, I suddenly launched some mental attacks and the like, will you be injured?"

So I usually don't like to joke with people.

Generally speaking, if you can say something joking, you already have this idea in your heart, and then say it with a fake smile on your face.

If it works, naturally everyone will be happy; if it doesn't work, just pretend it's just a joke.

At the same time, you can also see something from the other party's expression.

So I stared into Ying Long's eyes and just smiled lightly: "You can try."

I've heard of mental attacks, but I actually don't know how to implement them.

But looking at Yinglong's appearance, one knew that she might be, or might be testing, how to deal with divine thoughts.

After all, for ordinary people, I am not a small hazard, and if I take someone's life in the blink of an eye, I can be considered a fallen devil.

The dragon group that Yinglong and the others belong to deals with people like us, just like the Feng family guarded things other than alien races for human beings.

While guarding, you have to think of ways to deal with it, and at the same time, you have to think of using it for your own use.

If I knew how to deal with Shen Nian, I'm afraid it wouldn't just be as simple as dealing with me.

Ying Long obviously knew that I had seen through it, and his squinting peach blossom eyes slowly opened.

Only then did I discover that Ying Long's eyes are not only beautiful in shape, but also in the inner core.

Maybe he didn't look into her eyes, or maybe she likes to squint whenever she talks, so he never looked at her eyeballs carefully.

If you look closely, the color of her iris is very light compared to our race, almost brown.

The innermost pupil is very dark, and the color is not the black we usually see, but a bit closer to gray...

It's like gray, with a hole!
It seemed that I was a little nervous. When I looked over, the floc in my iris began to shrink. I could clearly see that the flocs did not shrink in a straight line, but twisted left and right like a snake. Move, then slowly tighten.

And Ying Long's breathing also began to become heavy, and shyness flashed across his face.

Just as she was exhaling softly, my spiritual thoughts surged and rushed towards her pupils.

She knew in advance what memory she wanted to see, so as soon as I entered it with my spiritual mind, I immediately went to the time when she and Mo Xiu met several times before.

Except for the time Mo Xiu brought her here, they had never met in person. And this time Mo Xiu brought her here, he did use teleportation to bring her here.

So the first thing I saw was what Mo Xiu and Ying Long looked like when they were reading in front of the bamboo house just now.

It's just that when we came back just now, we saw the two of them, one holding a book and reading, and the other sitting on the side and staring at it inexplicably.

But this will be in Ying Long's memory. When she was turning the pages of the book, all kinds of indescribable voices filled her mind, and Mo Xiu pressed her on the long desk full of books, clasping her hands... …

The books on the desk were falling down with their movements.

The sound of turning the falling pages was filled with Yinglong's broken voice and Mo Xiu's low gasping.

In Ying Long's eyes, Mo Xiu's face seemed to be distorted due to emotion. His black robe was half open, revealing the scars on his chest and ribs that were corroded by Xiang Liu.

As if feeling Ying Long's gaze, Mo Xiu hugged her and turned her over...

What reached his ears was Mo Xiu's faint roar and Ying Long's low, broken cry.

What catches the eye is the book pages under the long case, the words on the book have double shadows in Ying Long's eyes.

It might be the book she was reading in real life, and the book she saw in that illusion...

In other words, it was indeed because of her reading that she saw this scene again when she was with Mo Xiu.

What we didn't expect was that this was more intense than the situation where Kyuubi was naked and just looked at his body.

Obviously just now Bai Wei was holding the two children and staring beside them, but what the two of them saw each other was this scene?

I suddenly felt extremely absurd in my heart, and wanted to skip the memory of this scene and look ahead.

At least we need to know what the situation was like when Ying Long and Mo Xiu met for the first time.

But my thoughts moved slightly, but my memory did not move forward. Instead, I was always immersed in the two bodies lying next to each other.

An indescribable feeling surged in my heart. This kind of immersive memory proves that Ying Long is still reminiscing.

(End of this chapter)