Yan Xiaomo stayed in this sky for a few days, and every day under the leadership of Caiyun Rainbow, she went to ask Mo Han for peace or something, and then Mo Han, as a master, didn't hand over anything, Yan Xiaomo felt a little incredible when she thought about it.

It stands to reason that this master has accepted apprentices, even if he doesn't like it anymore, he has to pretend to teach something about the land when he doesn't want to see his apprentices.

"Okay, you two just wait outside, I'll just go in alone and say hello to the master."

Caiyun and Rainbow looked at each other and stayed at the door.

"Yes."

Yan Xiaomo glanced at the two of them, raised her feet and walked into Mo Han's main hall, the luxury in this place was no less than where she lived, no, it should be said that this place was much more luxurious than hers.

"Master, are you up?" Yan Xiaomo rushed to the room, in fact, there was no bed here at all, because Mo Han didn't need to sleep, he could only sit on the ice bed and meditate.

However, I didn't see Mo Han when I came over today, and I didn't know where Mo Han went.

Yan Xiaomo saw that Mo Han was not there, so she became bolder, and regarded this place as her own place, looking left and right in the room to see if there were any treasures in Mo Han's room.

Suddenly, Yan Xiaomo found a picture scroll in the corner of the table, and this picture scroll successfully attracted Yan Xiaomo's attention.

Yan Xiaomo looked left and right, but didn't find Mo Han, so he secretly opened the scroll, only to see a particularly beautiful woman painted on the scroll, wearing a white dress, looking at this white clothes, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but look at his body, it turned out to be the same clothes.

However, the woman in the painting is not herself, but someone else.

"It's strange, how can Mo Han have portraits of other women here, could it be the woman Mo Han likes?"

Yan Xiaomo muttered quietly, not noticing a figure slowly approaching.

"No, how could someone like Mo Han like him like a woman?" It's impossible to like a woman if you like a man.

Yan Xiaomo said secretly in her heart.

"What are you looking at?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him, startling Yan Xiaomo.

"Ink ...... Master? ”

Yan Xiaomo turned around and looked at Mo Han's dark face, and was still a little flustered.

"Master, I, I thought you weren't in the room."

Mo Han walked to the table, looked down at the picture scroll on the table, and frowned slightly.

"Do you know who this is?"

Mo Han asked, slowly spreading out the scroll and spreading it neatly.

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Who is it?"

Yan Xiaomo raised her eyebrows slightly, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, would Mo Han tell her something?

In fact, she really wanted to know, and she also wanted to know who that Feng Yao was.

I always feel that Feng Yao and the woman in this painting will have a little relationship.

"My former apprentice is very similar to you."

Resemble? Yan Xiaomo looked at the picture scroll seriously, her brows furrowed, "I don't feel like it, where is it?" ”

It's not the same at all, it's not good or not, where is it like.

"I don't think so, anyway."

"Since it's the master's apprentice, it should be my senior sister, I don't seem to have seen my senior sister, where is she?"

Yan Xiaomo asked with some curiosity.

"She's dead."

"The gods will die too?" Yan Xiaomo asked rhetorically, thinking that the gods would not die, but they didn't expect the gods to die.