Cute girl Shura

Chapter 267

"Shanshan, who are you looking for?" Out of worry, she still asked.

Youshan walked over depressed, and sat beside her, "Master, this ghost really values ​​sex and despises friends. It was clearly injured just now, and it disappeared as soon as it heard about Du Niang!"

Luo Yiyi nodded in frustration, "Oh."

Fortunately, there is Gore who is very good at playing tricks in front of her, which can make her temporarily forget what Youshan said.

"Speaking of me as a master, Shanshan really can't say enough..." Youshan suddenly grabbed Luo Yiyi's hand, her aggrieved appearance made her feel pity immediately.

"what happened?"

"Sister Yiyi, you must listen to my complaints, and Li Li, you must also testify to me that the master is really deceiving..."

In a certain corner of the Temple of Death, Youshan stood in front of them and began to gesticulate and talk about her "sorrowful history". I can't stop laughing.

The entire Death God Temple was immediately filled with a warm and happy atmosphere.

*
A lonely and thin figure stands on the Wangchuan River.

She looked at the rushing river, her beautiful eyes dazed.

I can't tell the loss in my heart, but I don't know why.It was as if someone had ripped open a big hole in his chest, leaving him empty and cold.

She couldn't even hear her own heartbeat, and couldn't see the deep affection in the legends of the world. In her eyes, everything in front of her was nothing but the past, rising and falling.

"Yao'er!"

Behind him, Mo Qinmo's voice was somewhat excited.

After asking many ghost messengers back and forth, I found out that she came to the post where I used to be.

"Yao'er, I finally found you."

He stepped forward, licked his cold fingers, and smiled innocently.

Du Yao didn't look back at him, but said softly: "What do you want me for?"

Mo Quin froze for a moment, should he ask about Mu Zishen's current situation?But looking at her current expression and behavior, it seems that nothing major has happened.

Thinking about it, he smiled all over his face again, and when he didn't know what to say, his fingers touched the concentric lock that was pinned in his pocket now.

"Yao'er, take a look, is this yours?"

He took out the concentric lock and shook it in front of her eyes.

Locked with silver light and firefly, a couple made of sterling silver clasped their fingers tightly in the love of one big and one small, and looked at each other.It's just such an ordinary silver lock, but Du Yao still feels pain in his heart when he looks at it.

She shook her head, the lock in front of her eyes was still there.

Through the hollow heart of the concentric lock, she saw Mo Qinmo's gentle smile.

She seems to have remembered something.

"Give it to you."

"No, the prince should give it to the girl he likes, Du Yaoxiao can't bear it."

"You are."

"..."

I remember that someone once held this lock and handed it to her.

I remember her heart beating so fast.

Is it Mo Mo?Why can't she always remember the appearance of that prince...

No, she saw it, it was Mo Qinmo.

Through the concentric lock, the man she saw was Mo Qinmo...

"Yao'er?"

Seeing Du Yao staring at the lock for a while, and staring at him in a daze for a while, he wiped his face in a panic, afraid that there was something dirty for her to look at.

Du Yao's sanity was called back by him, and he stopped staring at him and the lock, but said coldly: "It's not mine, I've never had such a vulgar thing."

At the end of Mo Que's disappointment, he took back the concentric lock in his hand. He thought that if it was hers, he would be able to take credit for it, but he didn't expect it to be.

He smiled wistfully, "It's cold here, why don't you go back to your own hall to rest?"

As if she hadn't recovered from the fragmentary memory that just flashed past, Du Yao's expression was still at a loss, and she didn't even hear Mo Qinmo's question.

At the end of Mo Que's mind, she felt that since she came back from receiving the shaman's evil spirit that day, she hadn't been like the Yao'er before. Her eyes were only cold and watery, and she didn't have any emotions of normal people.

"Yao..."

He opened his mouth, trying to break the silence.

But Du Yao's voice came over in a trance, "Father said, what do you think about holding a ghost wedding ceremony for us?"

"..." Mo Qinmo's dark eyes suddenly brightened, and he suddenly turned her body in front of him forcibly, and then met her heartless eyes, "You mean that King Shura wants to betroth you to me?" ?”

His voice was visibly trembling with excitement.

Du Yao's long eyelashes drooped darkly, and she nodded.

She was still hesitating before, she hadn't avenged her father yet, so she promised him to get married, her heart was always empty.But just now, the moment she saw the concentric lock, she felt relieved.

Since it was her father's arrangement, she just followed suit.

"Great!" Mo Que shouted at the end, and then asked with some worry: "Yao'er, then you...you..."

Will she agree?
No way, he knew exactly who she was pretending to be.

"Ah...haha...it's okay, you don't need to say it, I know. I'll report to King Shura later that we're not suitable..." Mo Qinmo's mood at the moment was complicated.

He thought to himself, Yao'er just wanted to be more tactful in her refusal, that's why she asked him this way, fortunately he was happy for nothing, thinking...

Turning around lonely, he raised his long legs lightly, determined to leave.

"Since Brother Mo Mo has no objection, then I will ask my father to arrange it."

When he heard this, Mo Qinmo's back froze, as if he heard the sound of nature.

At this time, Du Yao didn't show any unnecessary expression changes, but walked around Mo Qinmo to the other side.

My heart didn't move, but that vague memory was still beating in my mind.

She is very clear that she has lost a very important memory, a person who was once unforgettable to her heart. She is different from others because she can't laugh or cry...

And the memory, just when the concentric lock appeared, made her faintly tug at the heartstrings.

Since Mo Yanmo did not refuse this marriage, and he is the person who appeared in his memory, then why not agree to this ghost marriage.

Mo Qinmo stood on the Naihe Bridge, looking at her figure walking farther and farther in disbelief, smiling brightly and unbelievably.

Yao'er actually said that she was going to agree to King Shura's decision?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

*
Inside the Asura Hall, there was silence.

When Du Yao arrived, there was no sign of Mu Zishen anymore, King Shura was taking a nap at the tiger chair on the ten thousand steps.

She flicked the long robe that stretched behind her, and half-kneeled on the ground, "Greetings, Father!"

"Get up."

The lazy voice was followed by a turning over. King Shura was sitting upright, and the black duck under the mask was even more shrewd.

Du Yao looked around, "Could it be that Mu Zishen has already been punished by his father?"

(End of this chapter)