Chapter 110

What a brave man moti was

Mu Yun gave birth to a kind of sad feeling of hero's twilight. He sighed and shook his head. He went to the workbench, took a piece of white paper, and tore the white paper out of the shape of a small paper man. "Since you agree, now tell me your birthday in eight characters."

The scholar reported his birthday, and Mu Yun wrote it down on the white paper man. When he finally wrote his name, he was stunned. He stopped his movement, turned his head and looked at the scholar standing there. He said in doubt: "your name is Li?? What's your relationship with the Li family? "

"My father, named Li Yanming, is the elder brother of the Li family's wife." The scholar replied.

Mu Yun immediately picked her eyebrows, "so, you and Mu Yuxi are cousins?"

"Yes, muyuxi is falling Cousin Xi. " When he said the last three words, the expression on the scholar's face was very complicated.

Complex Mu Yun is eager to ask the matter clearly now, listen to this Xi cousin, it is just another deep meaning!! And this book lives and dies in the Li family. What's going on??

Mu Yun is so interested!

However, looking up at the sky that was about to break out of my eyes, Mu Yun did not have so much time to deal with these things. First of all, three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty are bound into a volume, which is the business!!

What's the priority? Mu Yun is still very measured.

Put down the pen in his hand, Mu Yun picked up the paper man that had just been made, blew the ink on it, and bit the belly of the middle finger mercilessly. Suddenly, there was a trace of blood invading, and the drop of blood on the finger touched the small paper man's forehead.

Miraculously, the drop of blood beads did not infect the paper, but kept the shape of water droplets. It adhered to the forehead of the small paper man, and trembled with Mu Yundi's kneading the paper man, but it would not slide down and roll down.

The scholar was surprised to see the blood drop!

"Come on, the chicken is about to crow. I don't have anything on hand to make a container for you for the time being. You will attach yourself to this paper doll for the time being. It has my blood blessing on it, and it will not break easily. You can rest assured. When tomorrow's poetry conference is over, I will send you into reincarnation. " Mu Yun's voice is much more tired than just now.

The scholar listened to Mu Yun's words, and then he moved his eyes away from the magical little paper man and fell on her body. Suddenly, he was shocked!

Obviously, he was still ruddy. At this time, he was so pale that he didn't have any blood color. He was so tired that he didn't sleep well for three days and nights.

If the person standing in front of him had not changed all the time, he would have been afraid to admit that the woman was the same person as the woman just now!

Mu Yun also did not expect, make such a simple container of ghost servant, unexpectedly want to consume her essence completely empty! In the past, a drop of blood is a drop of blood, simply not too simple.

But now

What a brave man Motti was

Mu Yun is tired. This is really tired. She doesn't know how to jump back later. She is afraid that she can only walk back like a tortoise.

"Don't look at it. I can't see a flower on my face. Come in. Time is running out." Mu Yun spread out his hands, palm heart quietly lying that white paper man.

The scholar hesitated, "just go in like this?"

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