Chapter 1441
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Qin Mo raised his eyes just now.
The hand of the little tiger over there was already on his forehead.
Then, with a heavy frown between his brows, he didn't even shake his tail, and ran downstairs with a patter, and came back with a small medicine box in his hand.
Probably because he was too skinny at ordinary times, compared to Qin Mo, the little tiger always had injuries of various sizes.
Of course not heavy.
Usually it's because of climbing a wall or something, getting scratched on the face and hands.
Or toothache and stomach gas.
This is a problem that children often encounter.
The reason why Xiaohu Bo is so familiar with where An's small medicine box is is because every time she gets sick or injured, it is Qin Mo who feeds her medicine.
At first, Qin Mo didn't know what the little tiger was going to do, his head was a little dizzy, he shook for a while, and wanted to stand up and look for someone.
When he saw the little tiger appearing with the medicine box in his arms, he paused with his fingers.
The first time Bo Jiu took the medicine box, the second time he brought a large pot of hot water, and seriously began to give Qin Mo a cold medicine with his head down there, and then broke a few more medicines, a pair of tigers He looked at Qin Mo with very dark eyes.
That means let him take medicine.
the first time.
To be taken care of like this.
Qin Mo watched the little tiger run up and down, and finally brought a book over, turned a few pages, and said, "Momo, I don't know how to tell bedtime stories, or, let me make one up for you."
"Huh?" Qin Mo felt that it was rare to see someone lose his skin and know how to tell him a bedtime story, so the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Seeing this, Little Tiger Bo lowered his eyes and kissed him on the cheek.
Qin Mo didn't set up defenses, and he didn't know whether it was because of a cold or something else, the back of his ears were red.
When he changed his mind, it was a certain little tiger who started to make up and tell stories.
The Bo family is familiar with Buddhism and the Bible.
These were originally two beliefs.
But it is not difficult to see from the speech of the little tiger.
So there was a story she told him.
"A long time ago, there was a person who cultivated the way of the devil, and another person who cultivated the way of the devil. The person who cultivated the way of the devil was regarded as an unforgivable sin, fell into the underworld, and disappeared. The one who cultivated the way, ascended to the immortal, immortal. But no one I know, actually these two people know each other very well, they met when they were eight years old, and they worshiped the same immortal master under the Kunlun Iceberg, but the one who cultivated the magic way was stubborn by nature and always wanted to make trouble, but the fairy grass he got was all They were all given to the one who cultivated the way of immortality, because the one who cultivated the way of immortality had to expend energy and understand the great enlightenment before he could love all living beings. Originally, the two had the same talent, but one day, the child who cultivated the way of magic committed a big taboo. Brother, he violated the commandment of killing and was imprisoned in the Kunlun Mountains for three years. At that time, his brother went to accompany him every day and asked him to bring him fairy grass, but he refused. The person who cultivated the way of magic said, I can’t do it When I see you being hurt, if I don't do it, I can't love all living beings, probably because his words broke all his possibility of becoming a fairy. Since then, he fell to the ground and became a demon, walked through the world, experienced When I saw all the joys and sorrows, saw all the snowy moons in the streets, and slept in the teahouse as a romantic man, I only remembered the person who disciplined him at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. However, the two could never meet again, or he was there. He will try his best not to show up. But many people don’t understand that those who cultivate the way of magic are not necessarily bad, and those who cultivate the way of immortality are not necessarily good. Many people are doing wrong things, and it’s okay if they don’t dare to admit it. Shirking. This is human nature, and it has never been divided into cultivating demons and immortals, because the person who cultivates demons acts in a public manner, and even has a lot of secrets about certain people in his hands. The more ghosts in the heart, the more people will think They want to bite others first, they never remember what they have done, they only talk about the person who cultivated the way of magic, first smeared and then set a trap, they got the news that the person who cultivated the way of magic will experience every ten years He was robbed once, so he used this opportunity to attract thousands of thunders. Ever since the demon saint was destroyed, he thought he would lose his soul, but no one thought that he would fall into the underworld, and the remaining ray of soul They said that it was not these people who corrected the Tao that destroyed him, but that he refused to obey the fate, but on this day, there was also a person who also refused to obey the fate, and used the bones and flesh of the gods to change his fate against the sky, and it was not his. , but another person, the person who should have ended here. The Buddha asked him, would you regret changing from a fairy to a thing that doesn't know how to be cold or warm, and he replied, no regrets. I met him, and now his blessings are full, and he can take them all. The Buddha shook his head, this is a god, the most spiritual person, how could this end. He did not agree, only saying that this is destiny, he Laughing, the white sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow, using blood as a guide, emptied the hell, and caused the three worlds to tremble. That night, on the eight hundred miles of Huangquan Road, there were no ghosts, and there were only burning and blooming mandala. A road seemed to be calling for someone to go home, Guanyin shed a tear when she saw it, the bell of the Leiyin Temple tower rose and fell, and the Buddha only chanted Amitabha."
At this point, Little Tiger Bo tilted his head, looking like he was waiting to be praised: "Momo, is this story good?"
"You should continue making it up." Qin Mo looked sideways at her.
Little Tiger Bo shook his tail: "Then I'll think about it again, and I'll tell you about it tomorrow. You should sleep well first, so that you can get better."
Qin Mo looked at this small face that was very close to him, and pinched it with his fingers: "Stupid, don't worry."
"Huh?" Little Tiger Bo blinked suspiciously.
The effect of Qin Mo's medicine came up, and when the little man was about to close his eyes, a voice drifted over: "Even if we grow up differently, I won't let anyone hurt you."
Little Tiger Bo heard this sentence.
A pair of tiger eyes are a little bright.
In fact, Bo Xiaohu more or less understood that ordinary people would definitely not be able to accept what she was going to do in the future.
She watched so many cartoons and movies.
The above are all saying that people in different worlds will never be together.
She asked Grandpa An that the little princess was a policeman at home.
No, no, it should be more powerful than the police.
Anyway, it was specifically to catch her.
She didn't want Momo to be the one who came to arrest her in the future.
And I don't want Mo Mo to hate her after knowing what she does.
So even the stories I made up revealed a kind of longing.
What made her happy was what he said.
Little Tiger Bo turned his head and looked at the little prince who was sleeping there. Does this count as being hers from now on?
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Qin Mo raised his eyes just now.
The hand of the little tiger over there was already on his forehead.
Then, with a heavy frown between his brows, he didn't even shake his tail, and ran downstairs with a patter, and came back with a small medicine box in his hand.
Probably because he was too skinny at ordinary times, compared to Qin Mo, the little tiger always had injuries of various sizes.
Of course not heavy.
Usually it's because of climbing a wall or something, getting scratched on the face and hands.
Or toothache and stomach gas.
This is a problem that children often encounter.
The reason why Xiaohu Bo is so familiar with where An's small medicine box is is because every time she gets sick or injured, it is Qin Mo who feeds her medicine.
At first, Qin Mo didn't know what the little tiger was going to do, his head was a little dizzy, he shook for a while, and wanted to stand up and look for someone.
When he saw the little tiger appearing with the medicine box in his arms, he paused with his fingers.
The first time Bo Jiu took the medicine box, the second time he brought a large pot of hot water, and seriously began to give Qin Mo a cold medicine with his head down there, and then broke a few more medicines, a pair of tigers He looked at Qin Mo with very dark eyes.
That means let him take medicine.
the first time.
To be taken care of like this.
Qin Mo watched the little tiger run up and down, and finally brought a book over, turned a few pages, and said, "Momo, I don't know how to tell bedtime stories, or, let me make one up for you."
"Huh?" Qin Mo felt that it was rare to see someone lose his skin and know how to tell him a bedtime story, so the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Seeing this, Little Tiger Bo lowered his eyes and kissed him on the cheek.
Qin Mo didn't set up defenses, and he didn't know whether it was because of a cold or something else, the back of his ears were red.
When he changed his mind, it was a certain little tiger who started to make up and tell stories.
The Bo family is familiar with Buddhism and the Bible.
These were originally two beliefs.
But it is not difficult to see from the speech of the little tiger.
So there was a story she told him.
"A long time ago, there was a person who cultivated the way of the devil, and another person who cultivated the way of the devil. The person who cultivated the way of the devil was regarded as an unforgivable sin, fell into the underworld, and disappeared. The one who cultivated the way, ascended to the immortal, immortal. But no one I know, actually these two people know each other very well, they met when they were eight years old, and they worshiped the same immortal master under the Kunlun Iceberg, but the one who cultivated the magic way was stubborn by nature and always wanted to make trouble, but the fairy grass he got was all They were all given to the one who cultivated the way of immortality, because the one who cultivated the way of immortality had to expend energy and understand the great enlightenment before he could love all living beings. Originally, the two had the same talent, but one day, the child who cultivated the way of magic committed a big taboo. Brother, he violated the commandment of killing and was imprisoned in the Kunlun Mountains for three years. At that time, his brother went to accompany him every day and asked him to bring him fairy grass, but he refused. The person who cultivated the way of magic said, I can’t do it When I see you being hurt, if I don't do it, I can't love all living beings, probably because his words broke all his possibility of becoming a fairy. Since then, he fell to the ground and became a demon, walked through the world, experienced When I saw all the joys and sorrows, saw all the snowy moons in the streets, and slept in the teahouse as a romantic man, I only remembered the person who disciplined him at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. However, the two could never meet again, or he was there. He will try his best not to show up. But many people don’t understand that those who cultivate the way of magic are not necessarily bad, and those who cultivate the way of immortality are not necessarily good. Many people are doing wrong things, and it’s okay if they don’t dare to admit it. Shirking. This is human nature, and it has never been divided into cultivating demons and immortals, because the person who cultivates demons acts in a public manner, and even has a lot of secrets about certain people in his hands. The more ghosts in the heart, the more people will think They want to bite others first, they never remember what they have done, they only talk about the person who cultivated the way of magic, first smeared and then set a trap, they got the news that the person who cultivated the way of magic will experience every ten years He was robbed once, so he used this opportunity to attract thousands of thunders. Ever since the demon saint was destroyed, he thought he would lose his soul, but no one thought that he would fall into the underworld, and the remaining ray of soul They said that it was not these people who corrected the Tao that destroyed him, but that he refused to obey the fate, but on this day, there was also a person who also refused to obey the fate, and used the bones and flesh of the gods to change his fate against the sky, and it was not his. , but another person, the person who should have ended here. The Buddha asked him, would you regret changing from a fairy to a thing that doesn't know how to be cold or warm, and he replied, no regrets. I met him, and now his blessings are full, and he can take them all. The Buddha shook his head, this is a god, the most spiritual person, how could this end. He did not agree, only saying that this is destiny, he Laughing, the white sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow, using blood as a guide, emptied the hell, and caused the three worlds to tremble. That night, on the eight hundred miles of Huangquan Road, there were no ghosts, and there were only burning and blooming mandala. A road seemed to be calling for someone to go home, Guanyin shed a tear when she saw it, the bell of the Leiyin Temple tower rose and fell, and the Buddha only chanted Amitabha."
At this point, Little Tiger Bo tilted his head, looking like he was waiting to be praised: "Momo, is this story good?"
"You should continue making it up." Qin Mo looked sideways at her.
Little Tiger Bo shook his tail: "Then I'll think about it again, and I'll tell you about it tomorrow. You should sleep well first, so that you can get better."
Qin Mo looked at this small face that was very close to him, and pinched it with his fingers: "Stupid, don't worry."
"Huh?" Little Tiger Bo blinked suspiciously.
The effect of Qin Mo's medicine came up, and when the little man was about to close his eyes, a voice drifted over: "Even if we grow up differently, I won't let anyone hurt you."
Little Tiger Bo heard this sentence.
A pair of tiger eyes are a little bright.
In fact, Bo Xiaohu more or less understood that ordinary people would definitely not be able to accept what she was going to do in the future.
She watched so many cartoons and movies.
The above are all saying that people in different worlds will never be together.
She asked Grandpa An that the little princess was a policeman at home.
No, no, it should be more powerful than the police.
Anyway, it was specifically to catch her.
She didn't want Momo to be the one who came to arrest her in the future.
And I don't want Mo Mo to hate her after knowing what she does.
So even the stories I made up revealed a kind of longing.
What made her happy was what he said.
Little Tiger Bo turned his head and looked at the little prince who was sleeping there. Does this count as being hers from now on?
Qin Mo raised his eyes just now.The hand of the little tiger over there was already on his forehead.Then, with a heavy frown between his brows, he didn't even shake his tail, and ran downstairs with a patter, and came back with a small medicine box in his hand.Probably because he was too skinny at ordinary times, compared to Qin Mo, the little tiger always had injuries of various sizes.Of course not heavy.Usually it's because of climbing a wall or something, getting scratched on the face and hands.Or toothache and stomach gas.This is a problem that children often encounter.The reason why Xiaohu Bo is so familiar with where An's small medicine box is is because every time she gets sick or injured, it is Qin Mo who feeds her medicine.At first, Qin Mo didn't know what the little tiger was going to do, his head was a little dizzy, he shook for a while, and wanted to stand up and look for someone.When he saw the little tiger appearing with the medicine box in his arms, he paused with his fingers.The first time Bo Jiu took the medicine box, the second time he brought a large pot of hot water, and seriously began to give Qin Mo a cold medicine with his head down there, and then broke a few more medicines, a pair of tigers He looked at Qin Mo with very dark eyes.That means let him take medicine.the first time.To be taken care of like this.Qin Mo watched the little tiger run up and down, and finally brought a book over, turned a few pages, and said, "Momo, I don't know how to tell bedtime stories, or, let me make one up for you.""Huh?" Qin Mo felt that it was rare to see someone lose his skin and know how to tell him a bedtime story, so the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.Seeing this, Little Tiger Bo lowered his eyes and kissed him on the cheek.Qin Mo didn't set up defenses, and he didn't know whether it was because of a cold or something else, the back of his ears were red.When he changed his mind, it was a certain little tiger who started to make up and tell stories.The Bo family is familiar with Buddhism and the Bible.These were originally two beliefs.But it is not difficult to see from the speech of the little tiger.So there was a story she told him."A long time ago, there was a person who cultivated the way of the devil, and another person who cultivated the way of the devil. The person who cultivated the way of the devil was regarded as an unforgivable sin, fell into the underworld, and disappeared. The one who cultivated the way, ascended to the immortal, immortal. But no one I know, actually these two people know each other very well, they met when they were eight years old, and they worshiped the same immortal master under the Kunlun Iceberg, but the one who cultivated the magic way was stubborn by nature and always wanted to make trouble, but the fairy grass he got was all They were all given to the one who cultivated the way of immortality, because the one who cultivated the way of immortality had to expend energy and understand the great enlightenment before he could love all living beings. Originally, the two had the same talent, but one day, the child who cultivated the way of magic committed a big taboo. Brother, he violated the commandment of killing and was imprisoned in the Kunlun Mountains for three years. At that time, his brother went to accompany him every day and asked him to bring him fairy grass, but he refused. The person who cultivated the way of magic said, I can't do it When I see you being hurt, if I don't do it, I can't love all living beings, probably because his words broke all his possibility of becoming a fairy. Since then, he fell to the ground and became a demon, walked through the world, experienced When I saw all the joys and sorrows, saw all the snowy moons in the streets, and slept in the teahouse as a romantic man, I only remembered the person who disciplined him at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. However, the two could never meet again, or he was there. He will try his best not to show up. But many people don't understand that those who cultivate the way of magic are not necessarily bad, and those who cultivate the way of immortality are not necessarily good. Many people are doing wrong things, and it's okay if they don't dare to admit it. Shirking. This is human nature, and it has never been divided into cultivating demons and immortals, because the person who cultivates demons acts in a public manner, and even has a lot of secrets about certain people in his hands. The more ghosts in the heart, the more people will think They want to bite others first, they never remember what they have done, they only talk about the person who cultivated the way of magic, first smeared and then set a trap, they got the news that the person who cultivated the way of magic will experience every ten years He was robbed once, so he used this opportunity to attract thousands of thunders. Ever since the demon saint was destroyed, he thought he would lose his soul, but no one thought that he would fall into the underworld, and the remaining ray of soul They said that it was not these people who corrected the Tao that destroyed him, but that he refused to obey the fate, but on this day, there was also a person who also refused to obey the fate, and used the bones and flesh of the gods to change his fate against the sky, and it was not his. , but another person, the person who should have ended here. The Buddha asked him, would you regret changing from a fairy to a thing that doesn't know how to be cold or warm, and he replied, no regrets. I met him, and now his blessings are full, and he can take them all. The Buddha shook his head, this is a god, the most spiritual person, how could this end. He did not agree, only saying that this is destiny, he Laughing, the white sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow, using blood as a guide, emptied the hell, and caused the three worlds to tremble. That night, on the eight hundred miles of Huangquan Road, there were no ghosts, and there were only burning and blooming mandala. A road seemed to be calling for someone to go home, Guanyin shed a tear when she saw it, the bell of the Leiyin Temple tower rose and fell, and the Buddha only chanted Amitabha."At this point, Little Tiger Bo tilted his head, looking like he was waiting to be praised: "Momo, is this story good?""You should continue making it up." Qin Mo looked sideways at her.Little Tiger Bo shook his tail: "Then I'll think about it again, and I'll tell you about it tomorrow. You should sleep well first, so that you can get better."Qin Mo looked at this small face that was very close to him, and pinched it with his fingers: "Stupid, don't worry.""Huh?" Little Tiger Bo blinked suspiciously.The effect of Qin Mo's medicine came up, and when the little man was about to close his eyes, a voice drifted over: "Even if we grow up differently, I won't let anyone hurt you."Little Tiger Bo heard this sentence.A pair of tiger eyes are a little bright.In fact, Bo Xiaohu more or less understood that ordinary people would definitely not be able to accept what she was going to do in the future.She watched so many cartoons and movies.The above are all saying that people in different worlds will never be together.She asked Grandpa An that the little princess was a policeman at home.No, no, it should be more powerful than the police.Anyway, it was specifically to catch her.She didn't want Momo to be the one who came to arrest her in the future.And I don't want Mo Mo to hate her after knowing what she does.So even the stories I made up revealed a kind of longing.What made her happy was what he said.Little Tiger Bo turned his head and looked at the little prince who was sleeping there. Does this count as being hers from now on?
