Chapter 221

"Xiao Li... Have you met any strange people these two days?"

Looking at his granddaughter, the father of the ethereal sect asked.

When her grandfather asked, the girl was also slightly stunned, and his figure could not help but emerge in her mind.

Although the girl's mind is simple, Mo Li also knows who grandpa refers to.

And childe Jiang is a flower picker. Even if he says childe Jiang didn't treat himself well, grandpa won't believe it.

So I can only deny it. I must not say it, otherwise it will bring great trouble to childe Jiang.

"No Grandpa, I'm alone these days."

"Well."

For his granddaughter, the old man was also relieved.

"Is there anything strange? For example, did you lose anything? "

"Object..."

Just a mention, the girl recalled her lost belly pocket.

Later, the girl naturally didn't believe that the squirrel took it... It must be on him

In an instant, crimson would have climbed up the girl's cheek if she hadn't quickly suppressed her accelerated blood with spiritual power.

"No, why did grandpa ask? Is it because grandpa told Moli to be careful of the flower picker last time? "

"Well, that's really the reason. There are some rumors at the foot of the mountain. The flower picker..."

"Rumors? What rumors? "

"Nothing... Nothing. It doesn't matter. I don't have to worry about it. It's just a disgusting means of some curfew people." The ancestor of the Kongling sect waved his hand, "since Li Li is all right, grandpa is relieved."

"By the way, Li Li, do you care about the writers and writers of the cultural society?"

The ancestor of the ethereal sect asked some questions. In fact, he was still worried.

What if you worry that your granddaughter is really kidnapped by those friars who play with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

It's not that I despise those friars who play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but most of those friars don't have the ability to catch up with girls, and girls like these romantic men.

I was dressed in white and a Xiao cheated many girls... Naturally, I have deep experience.

In fact, to tell the truth, the leader of the ethereal sect actually hoped that his eldest disciple of the ethereal sect would marry Mo Li.

My eldest disciple entered the cave on the 18th, Longmen on the 19th, and tied gold pills on the 60th. He had entered Yuanying in less than 200. Although he had been stuck for hundreds of years, he still entered the jade Pu territory for 400,

And his eldest disciple also has deep feelings for Li.

Unfortunately, Li Li has no feelings for his eldest disciple.

Of course, feelings can be cultivated, but I'm afraid Lili ran away with others before cultivation.

The girl shook her head: "those guests are really good at poetry. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but Moli doesn't feel much."

The old man was delighted: "in fact, grandpa also thought that those literati knew to show off 'coquettish', which is useless. It's still your eldest martial brother."

Listening to Grandpa's words, the girl naturally knows what it means, but she is still silent and shakes her head with a smile.

"Alas... That's all. I can't force it." The old man shook his head sadly.

At least it's still a long time. Since Li Li has the idea of choosing a son-in-law, he doesn't have to worry too much.

"Well, it's getting late. Grandpa has to leave. I'm afraid grandpa can only come to see you next year. You should take good care of yourself."

Looking at his granddaughter, the old man was very reluctant.

Ordinary people cultivate immortality is to cultivate immortality more and more.

This kind of unfeeling can not only be regarded as a cold-blooded, but a breakthrough in the world of mortals.

After all, when a person lives thousands of years, for the blood of the world, it is nothing more than a drop in the ocean in his journey of cultivating immortality.

But for the elderly, it doesn't seem so.

It seems that the longer the immortal lived, the more he valued his blood.

It is not only because the ethereal sect needs blood continuity, but also a kind of family affection.

If other ancestors had such granddaughters who could leave at any time, it is estimated that the girl would have arranged marriage long ago, whether she wanted it or not.

And the old grandfather still wants to follow his granddaughter's temperament, which is undoubtedly rare.

"Grandpa should take care of himself, too."

Girls naturally value their grandpa.

"Don't worry, your grandpa, I'm an immortal." Touched his granddaughter's head, "Grandpa will prepare the herbs you want for you, but the dragon's remains are a little troublesome, but it's also a small matter."

"Please Grandpa."

"Hahaha, how can there be a granddaughter who doesn't bother grandpa? Which grandfather doesn't want to be bothered by his lovely granddaughter? All right, let's go. "

The old man touched his beard and smiled. Finally, he looked at his ill fated granddaughter and slowly flew away from the small world.

The girl was relieved when her grandfather left.

"I wonder if grandpa can see my mind."

Recalling her conversation with her grandfather, the girl shook her head and whispered to herself.

"It should not be... Childe Jiang's affairs should not be exposed..."

The girl turned to go back to the room, and at the moment the girl turned her head, unconsciously, the girl saw the "Gobang" that was still on the stone table.

Thoughts seemed to be out of control. Yesterday's scenes came back to the girl's mind again.

The girl subconsciously held her left wrist with her right hand, as if the touch of her thick palm was still on her pulse.

"Most of all, the world can't keep it. Zhu Yan leaves the mirror, flowers and trees..."

Light low eyes, the girl slowly read out, the ink colored glass eyes are a complex look that the girl has never had.

"Can you still meet?"

The girl asked herself softly.

Soon, the girl shook her head and answered herself softly.

"How can we meet again? Why should we meet again? "

Get rid of her complex thoughts, the girl Qian patted her face, gently breathed out a breath of incense, picked up the chessboard and went to the room.

But when the girl stepped onto the main building, a voice came out in the yard:

"Can't we meet again? Is there no need to see you again? "

The girl was surprised and her spirit worked.

Even if the girl was ill, the chess pieces in her hand had been thrown out at the moment of turning back.

Like a string of stars.

The black-and-white chessmen are suspended in the air and connected by spiritual power. An array has been arranged between them.

"Who are you!"

Looking at the ginseng root in the yard, Mo Li raised his mind. In his left hand, he already held the portrait given by grandpa. As long as one thought, the portrait will be destroyed, and a wisp of Yuanshen of Grandpa will come out!

"Please don't be nervous, Miss Moli."

That ginseng owes a gift like a woman. It's just premature

"I'm here to help Miss Moli realize her wish."