The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 102: 1 hairpin

The white-haired old man is the elder of Tianyun Pavilion Baoge, who is responsible for guarding the treasure pavilion and maintaining the formation around the treasure pavilion.

Although he can't let people in and out of the treasure pavilion at will, but the person in front of him is the owner of the pavilion, Mo Ziyan, not to mention letting Mo Ziyan step into the treasure pavilion, even if he let Mo Ziyan take away one or two treasures. what a big deal.

Because Jiang Zhige is in charge of 80% of the rights in Tianyun Pavilion, including the treasures of heaven and earth in the Treasure Pavilion, as long as they are not fully vacated, the elders of the council hall and the elders of the Taishang are not easy to ask too much.

Mo Ziyan was sobbing from time to time, and muttered: "What is Baoge..."

She stays in Baiyun Peak practicing all day long and rarely has the opportunity to go out. Although she knows that she must hurry back to Baiyun Peak as soon as possible, she still can't help but be interested in new words like Baoge.

"Follow me and you will find out."

The white-haired old man smiled mysteriously, and waved his hands to release some formations, so that Mo Ziyan could move freely.

Mo Ziyan got up and hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back and followed the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man walked up to the jade gate, pinched the extremely cumbersome seal, and opened the seal of the jade gate after a few breaths.

The Yumen gate slammed open, and as soon as a gap was opened, Mo Ziyan smelled a simple and old smell from inside, as well as the very familiar scent of elixir.

The white-haired old man was quite embarrassed. The elixir contained in the Yunge Pavilion today may not be as precious as the elixir that Mo Ziyan has been taking for eight years.

Of course, Jiang Zhige didn't simply take the resources in the sect, most of the elixir was obtained through hard work by relying on his cultivation in the Transmortal Realm.

Otherwise, with the training resources of Tianyun Pavilion, it is impossible for Mo Ziyan to break through to the Lingwu realm in just eight years.

"Let's go girl, I'll show you to take a good look, don't touch anything you like, tell me first."

The white-haired old man wanted to tell Mo Ziyan some rules first, but Mo Ziyan, who was full of curiosity, ran in first.

"Girl! Don't touch it. There are some things in the treasure house that are extremely precious. I can't afford to break them!"

The white-haired old man suddenly lost his position, and hurriedly dodged to follow.

When Mo Ziyan heard the words, she behaved a little better, and just stared at the rare treasures in the treasure pavilion with wide eyes.

The scorched black spirit tree full of vitality, the rusty spirit soldiers exuding murderous intent, and the top-quality pills surrounded by visions, what she heard and saw really made her amazed.

The white-haired old man coughed twice, and introduced: "Girl, in addition to the difficult formation that can trap the ordinary soul-piercing state in the treasure pavilion, there is also an immortal formation arranged by the pavilion master himself, which can preserve the heavenly materials in good condition." Earth treasure, so the extremely precious treasures in the sect will be placed here."

He was about to introduce the origin and function of some treasures to Mo Ziyan, when he suddenly found that Mo Ziyan, who was still by his side before, had disappeared.

The white-haired old man was taken aback again, and hurriedly looked for Mo Ziyan in Baoge.

Fortunately, the treasure house is not very big, so he quickly found Mo Ziyan.

At this time, Mo Ziyan was staring at a unique treasure, her eyes were full of curiosity.

It was a hairpin, which looked very ordinary, but it was placed at the core of the formation and protected with the most spiritual power.

The white-haired old man was a little nervous and asked, "Girl, what do you think this hairpin is doing?"

"Grandpa, it...it's so beautiful, can I take it away?"

Mo Ziyan's eyes are full of eyes, what she values ​​most is not the special hairpin, but the extraordinarily beautiful shape of the hairpin.

Before the white-haired old man said that he might let her take away what he liked, but now that she has turned around, this hairpin is her favorite.

"I'm afraid I can't, girl, I believe even if the pavilion master comes, he won't let you take him away."

The white-haired old man showed regret. He knew the importance of this hairpin, so it was impossible for him to agree to Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan couldn't help being puzzled, and asked: "But old man, is it just a hairpin?"

How can a hairpin that is only for decoration be less precious than those priceless peerless treasures?

"Just? Girl, let me tell you, it is a token left by the Pavilion Master's loved one."

The white-haired old man shook his head, Jiang Zhige used to come to visit Fachai every day, and in recent years he was busy taking care of and cultivating Mo Ziyan, so he came less often.

Jiang Zhige's personality is as cold as ice, and he attaches so much importance to this hairpin, it's hard to imagine the consequences of damaging it.

"The one you love?!"

Mo Ziyan was shocked, as if he didn't believe that Jiang Zhige would have a confidante.

The white-haired old man looked around vigilantly before he said with a smile: "Yes, don't look at the pavilion master like that, he is still an infatuated man."

Mo Ziyan's expression was dull, and various emotions lingered in her heart.

Sorry, sad, or unwilling?

It's no wonder Jiang Zhige rejects her love so much, it turns out that his heart already belongs to him.

At first, Mo Ziyan wanted to use time to impress Jiang Zhige little by little, but now that she thinks about it, how could she, a girl who was lucky enough to worship Jiang Zhige as her teacher, could have a relationship with the girl Jiang Zhige cared about so much? fight?

Mo Ziyan's eyes were flushed, resisting the urge to shed tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa ~IndoMTL.com~ If you can't take it away, can I touch it?"

The white-haired old man said that Jiang Zhige is an infatuated man, and when he thinks of his usual personality, he must be thinking about the existence of a couple for life.

Under this premise, not to mention that Mo Ziyan and Jiang Zhige are both husband and wife, it is probably impossible for Mo Ziyan to become a concubine.

"This...girl, why don't you look at something else?"

The white-haired old man was very hesitant. Although Mo Ziyan was Jiang Zhige's most valued apprentice, hairpins were too precious, so he didn't dare to make a random decision.

"I just want to touch it, don't do other things, and then I will leave here obediently."

Tears overflowed Mo Ziyan's eyes, and her emotions became more and more turbulent.

She stayed by Jiang Zhige's side for eight years, and she clearly loves Jiang Zhige deeply, but isn't she even qualified to touch this hairpin?

It seems that I should stop holding unrealistic ideas, it is also good to be able to stay by Jiang Zhige's side as an apprentice.

The white-haired old man was quite flustered when he saw this, he struggled for a moment and gritted his teeth: "Okay, take a look and be careful."

Before it could be said that it was someone else's fault, but this time it seemed that he really made Mo Ziyan cry. He didn't want to kneel on the cliff of crime like those elders from the outer and inner sects.

Anyway, Jiang Zhige is not nearby, so Mo Ziyan should be fine just touching it.

Mo Ziyan had tears in her eyes, she took off her hairpin through the spirit mist, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully.

The hairpin is very beautiful, really beautiful, the whole body is made of jade, with crimson stamens, pink petals, and a faint floral fragrance lingering around.

Mo Ziyan wanted to look more carefully, but she kept crying, tears blurring her vision.

This seemingly cheap hairpin in her hand determines that it will be difficult for her and Jiang Zhige to have a happy ending in this life.

How could she not be heartbroken, how could she not be sad when she thought of all the past with her master?