The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 11 Ruthless in childhood, first encounter (new book for collection)
"What did I do wrong and you want to hurt me so much?"

Ye Mo drew circles on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Nannan blinked her big eyes at Ye Mo cutely.

"It's okay." Ye Mo forced a smile on his face, looking at his future daddy.

At this time, the girl did not look like she would be invincible in the future, tears were clearly hanging on her face, she was dressed in coarse linen clothes, many places were patched, and her body was very dirty.

But the eyes are bright, and one can vaguely feel a somewhat otherworldly atmosphere.

Ye Mo's first reaction when he saw her daughter was to be thin.

He seemed to be malnourished, his face was slightly pale, his body was very weak, as if he would collapse in the next moment, and there were faint blue and purple scars on his body.

Ye Mo frowned.

"Are you OK?"

The girl shook her head and didn't speak.

Ye Mo looked at her quietly. On the first day he traveled here, the ruthless brother was captured by Yuhua Shenchao for three days. How did she spend these few months?

"Forget it, cause and effect is cause and effect." Ye Mo sighed.

He pondered for a moment, then glanced at Nannan.

"Big brother will get you something to eat, can you wait here for a while?"

"You are not my brother!" Nannan reacted rather strongly, and seemed to value this title very much.

"Well, can you wait for me here?" Ye Mo smiled helplessly.

"No, just a little bit." Nannan made a grimace and ran away.

Ye Mo looked at her disappearing figure, feeling a little dazed. He had witnessed the history, and whether it will change in the future.

What role did he play in this long river of time?
On the boundless river of time.

Standing alone on the wave, the waves came, carrying a mighty momentum, she was quietly recalling this period of history.

A head of jet-black hair is naturally scattered on the chest and back, wearing a long snow-white dress, covered in chaotic mist, and the slender body is still and motionless.

Wearing a grimace mask that seems to be crying but not crying, smiling but not smiling, the mask sometimes turns into a ring, a fairy sword, sometimes into a vase of the great way, and finally turns into a mask again, and when it is put back on the face, it is silent.

There seemed to be tears in his eyes, and he stretched out a hand, transcending the endless era, ignoring cause and effect, as if he wanted to touch Ye Mo.

"Strange. Where is it?"

Ye Mo frowned.

Now comes the most troublesome part of finding things.

Ye Mo's ability to search is very poor, because there are many more animals around him as he walks.

I realized that the leaves of the ancient tea tree are regarded as fetishes, no matter how they are hidden, there will still be a few wisps of divine aura spreading out.

Ye Mo quietly felt the majestic mountains, the gurgling water, the subtle dust changes between the leaves, and finally came to his heart, something was attracting him.

"It should be in this direction." Ye Mo thought deeply.

He walked according to the throbbing in his heart, gradually stepped into the wilderness, and disappeared into the field.

After a moment.

He walked to a small mound, the surroundings were ordinary, with a few ungrown seedlings and lush green leaves, there was a kind of fluctuation in the dark.

Very subtle, but hidden mystery.

"Just around here."

Ye Mo looked around, and the sea of ​​bitterness was filled with immortal brilliance, as if he had assimilated with the heaven and the earth.

"Ding dong."

There are dewdrops falling into the spring, and the clear spring is clear to the bottom, revealing dense spiritual energy, and overflowing with divine brilliance.

Ye Mo turned his head, saw this scene, and walked straight.

That Wang Qingquan exudes a chill, as if it has been accumulated for a long time, and the rhythm of Youdao fluctuates.

"It's here." Ye Mo was sure.

He plunged deep into the spring.

It was quite deep inside, and it became darker as it went down, and there was a cyan gleam shining.

It was a green lotus, firmly fixed on a leaf.

The leaves of the enlightened ancient tea tree are golden in color, like a small gourd, with five colors flowing, mysterious and unpredictable, like a small world, representing a different kind of Tao, swaying with dreamy brilliance.

Just getting close, Ye Mo felt peaceful in his heart, without happiness or worry, forgetting all troubles.

The ancient leaves nourished by the Dao are extraordinary.

"Boom"

It was only then that Ye Mo noticed the green lotus next to her. It was flowing with chaotic energy, hazy and mysterious, as beautiful as a dream.

"This is." Ye Mo couldn't help being speechless.

This is like a green lotus born from chaos, with 24 petals in bloom, and a faint light shining on the nearby spring water.

Suddenly, Qinglian seemed to change, it turned into a cyan light, and rushed into Ye Mo's sea of ​​suffering, which was too fast for people to react.

Ye Mo didn't panic, this Qinglian didn't do anything, it just took root in his body.

He could feel that this magic medicine seemed to be lacking something, it was a little malnourished, it absorbed the immortal energy in Ye Mo's body, and at the same time spit out the blue magic liquid.

It is of great benefit to his body. Some strange changes have taken place above the sea of ​​suffering that has just been opened up, and various abnormalities have appeared.

Shenhua is dotted, first like stars, then like chaos, exhaled and dissipated, out of nothingness, shrouded in mist, shining with Taoism, changing thousands of times, without a fixed trend.

A chaotic green lotus is deeply rooted in the body, but it doesn't know when it will stay and leave.

Wu Dao got the leaves of the ancient tea tree.

At the same time, there was an additional green lotus. Although he didn't know what it was going to do for the time being, Ye Mo felt that it was not harmful to him now.

Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly recalled the ruthless person he was when he was young.

Ye Mo hesitated and stood where he was.

The girl's life is not very good, her skinny body has little flesh, the traces of bluish purple can be seen faintly on her body, and her face is pale.

"It's none of my business. I'm just a passerby. I hope she won't kill me when she goes crazy in the future."

Ye Mo lowered his head.

That's true, he is just a nobody, and when the group of lunatics in the future are trembling for nine days and ten days, he may also be just one of the sentient beings.

Ye Mo just wanted to go through the early stage of practice honestly, and wait until Emperor Ye Tiandi Jiulong pulled the coffin, and then there will be chaos in the whole life, and he will hang out with the bosses.

There are too many things involved in karma, and he does not want to take risks based on the principle of saving his life.

It's a rare time travel, he hasn't lived enough, and now he's dealing with those emperor-level figures.

Ye Mo's eyes reflected the faint fluorescence in the spring water, and he stood here for a long time.

Daoist clothes fluttered, the breeze blew through his black hair, and Ye Mo's eyes were full of little girls.

That skinny little face still echoed in his mind, and his heart was shaken.

In the end, only a sigh remained.

"commit a sin."

He turned around and walked towards the village.

(End of this chapter)