Chapter 1216 An Keyue’s Suggestion

dream?

Chen Mo looked at An Keyue thoughtfully. When will An Keyue have her own dreams? She once remembered that she was not the proud one of heaven and had no one in her eyes. Could it be that her memory had not been fully recovered.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo reached out and touched An Keyue's head. He felt that everything was more normal than he imagined. This made Chen Mo even more suspicious and didn't understand An Keyue's dream.

With Chen Mo touching her forehead like this, An Keyue's pretty face turned red. She raised her head and looked into Chen Mo's eyes, looking at that calm face.

An Keyue said firmly: "Chen Mo, I forgot to tell you one thing. Now I am a disciple of the Red Sleeve Pavilion. Do you know the Red Sleeve Pavilion? That is a top sect!"

Speaking of Red Sleeve Pavilion, An Keyue's face was full of pride. She thought that even if Chen Mo was great on Earth, it would be possible that he would join the top sect Red Sleeve Pavilion like her.

Dogs can't change eating shit...!

Chen Mo was speechless, but An Keyue was still showing off. He couldn't deal with Hua Yuanyue of Hongxiuge Pavilion, so Chen Mo didn't take it to heart.

Seeing that An Keyue was like a proud phoenix, Chen Mo was unwilling to attack her and said against his conscience: "Not bad! You actually joined the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Keyue, I'm happy for you."

"hey-hey……!"

Being praised like this by her beloved, An Keyue felt that her goal had been achieved. A silly smile appeared on her face, and she patted her chest with her little hands and vowed: "Chen Mo, don't worry, I joined the Red Sleeve Pavilion just to improve my strength. You should also take good care of it." Practice, I believe I will catch up with you one day, by the way, which sect are you in?"

That sect!

Chen Mo frowned. Of course he didn't have a sect, because Chen Mo was in charge of the entire Luofeng Town and had recently taken over the black market. Speaking of which, Chen Mo had no sect.

Therefore, Chen Mo said calmly: "Ke Yue, I have no family or sect now, but I am very happy that you joined the Red Sleeve Pavilion. After all, the Red Sleeve Pavilion is also one of the top ten forces."

"That's it!"

An Keyue was a little disappointed, thinking of being rescued by Chen Mo, and asked: "Then how did you rescue me? I remember that I was captured and then sold."

After finishing speaking, An Keyue looked at Chen Mo seriously.

Chen Mo didn't hide it, shrugged and said: "This is a fortune teller. I happened to go to the black market and saw you being sold, so... I bought you with a low-grade spiritual stone."

"I see, I thought...!"

When An Keyue said this, she could no longer say anything. What she was thinking about was that Zhao Hao was a hero who saw that she was in danger and then stepped forward to save her.

In fact, he stepped forward, but used low-grade spiritual stones to rescue her.

That is to say, Chen Mo did not rely on his ability, but he had spiritual stones on hand, but why did Chen Mo go to the black market and buy slaves? Has Chen Mo's personality changed drastically?

No wonder An Keyue thinks this way. The more you care about someone, the more he cares about every word he says. After careful consideration, it is easy for people to think wildly.

Seeing An Keyue's random thoughts, Chen Mo shook his head and didn't think much about it. Now that he was busy with everything and was concerned about this aspect, Chen Mo basically didn't need to rest.

An Keyue touched her hair and said with a smile: "Chen Mo, since you have no sect or sect, why don't I recommend you to join the sect I know? Although it is not as good as the top ten sects, it is still rare. With your Your talent and ability should make you stand out.”

should!

Chen Mo was at a loss when he heard this. With his current ability, does he still need to join the sect?

An Keyue has been in coma for too long and doesn't know about Chen Mo's brilliant achievements. Otherwise, she would never invite Chen Mo to join another sect. After all, being the first person to fight among the powerful is no joke.

Among the ten major forces, who dares to let Chen Mo be their disciple?

An Keyue actually asked Chen Mo to join a second-class sect, which would make people laugh if word spread.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't answer, An Ke Yue Xiao responded with emotion and reason, "There are intrigues in the world of cultivation. Chen Mo, I know you are an alchemist and have the ability to make money."

"But in front of strong people, alchemists are not worth mentioning. At most, they will use you to make alchemy, and you can't control your destiny. So, don't you feel very sad?"

sad!

Chen Mo frowned even faster. Seeing this, An Keyue thought Chen Mo was tempted.

"Chen Mo, I met a sect when I was in Red Sleeve Pavilion. If you don't mind, I can make arrangements for you and guarantee that you can become an inner disciple. What do you think?"

An Keyue assured.

Chen Mo shook his head and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but I have my own arrangements. By the way, after you join the Red Sleeve Pavilion, you should go back next, right?"

Chen Mo changed the topic, not wanting to discuss this matter.

An Keyue thought that Chen Mo wanted dignity, so she did not continue to persuade Chen Mo, but followed Chen Mo's wishes: "I have been away from the sect for a long time, and I really want to go back. I hope you can practice well. I believe that we will meet again." one day."

"Well, I wish you success." Chen Mo returned these words to An Keyue unchanged.

This time, it was a good old acquaintance, but An Keyue was too arrogant.

She thought that by joining the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Chen Mo would obey her orders.

If Chen Mo was not strong enough, he might consider it.

Chen Mo has Luofeng Town, so there is no need to join other people's forces.

As for An Keyue's character, Chen Mo couldn't say much.

An Keyue looked at Chen Mo with disappointment, wanting to see Chen Mo's intention to stay, but Chen Mo was very calm and showed no reluctance. After all, everyone has their own destiny.

After a long time, An Keyue turned around and left in disappointment.

She walked out of the room step by step, looking a little listless, secretly cursing herself why she had to say hurtful words to Chen Mo, which made Chen Mo unwilling to pay attention to her.

When An Keyue walked to the door, she turned around to look at the room with a look of reluctance on her face. She didn't see Chen Mo coming out. She sighed in her heart, "Do I really have to change my character? Otherwise, I will be the same as him." Are they from different worlds?"

"But sometimes I can't change my mind. For example, I eat too much sesame seeds and can't eat anything else. Maybe if I return to the Red Sleeve Pavilion to practice as a slave, I might be able to change my destiny."

After An Keyue finished thinking, her expression became firm.

In the end, she left.

Chen Mo, who stayed in the room, made a cup of Millennium Tieguanyin, and then looked at An Keyue outside the wall. For some reason, he felt a little worried, but a little relieved.

Everyone has their own path to walk, and An Keyue's path is not the same as Chen Mo's.

"When a person walks away from the cold tea, he talks about right and wrong, and goes against the will of heaven. After all, the young man will grow old!"

Chen Mo sighed, and drank a cup of thousand-year-old Tieguanyin. The tea actually had a bitter taste, and he swallowed it hard. The tea was instantly sweet, and it spread all over his limbs.

"Bitter before sweet, maybe this is life." Chen Mo smiled and left the inn.