Luo Xuan regardless of the past, he laughed and said, "Jinzhu girl!"
Brocade bamboo nods, carelessly should: "Xuan dust, we should go!"
"No hurry!! Young master Luo and I had a good time at first sight, so we still want to have a chat with him. Why don't you go to the theatre first, and when the play is over, we'll go back together! "
"Xuanchen..."
"Well, don't you always like the play here? I have never seen such a good play Go on, go and see. I'm here with master Luo, and nothing will happen and I won't leave. Go! "
Jin Zhu wanted to say something, but because Luoxuan was here, he didn't say anything at last. He just gave Luoxuan a meaningful look and turned away.
Luo Xuan is still good-natured smile, holding up the tea cup to see him off. At the moment when her figure disappears, she smiles and stares.
"It seems that master Mo's fiancee doesn't like me very much."
Mo xuanchen didn't know if he could. He laughed and sat down: "this is a bit interesting! Because in my impression, Jinzhu has never been so hostile to anyone! "
"In your memory?" Luo Xuan meaningful side of the body forward, black eyes burning: "your memory, how many?"?? If I remember correctly, you said just now that your memory is specially given to you by some people! "
"Yes, in that perfect memory, everyone is perfect, and so is brocade bamboo!"
"There are so many people in the ancient city of Mojia. Why do you just choose to get the answer from me?" Luo Xuan dropped his eyes, and a thin light flashed through his eyes.
"Because you have never appeared in the ancient city of Mohism!! Although I have no memory of you, I can guess from other people's words that you have just come to this place recently!! Only a new person like you can give me a different answer
Luo Xuanyou raised his eyes and suddenly understood something: "you mean All the people in the ancient city of Mojia are deceiving you. They are weaving a perfect memory for you? "
Mo Xuan dust did not answer, just sat there silently, looking at Luoxuan's eyes.
He firmly believes that the man in front of him can definitely give him a different memory.
"Brocade bamboo" Luo Xuan stroked the edge of the tea cup with his fingertips, drooped his eyes and sat down: "master Mo, have you ever thought that this brocade bamboo is really your brocade bamboo?"
Mo xuanchen's smile slowly converged, and finally inhaled: "you mean, all together are false, including brocade bamboo!"
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