Mo Luo took a breath...

Are all men in this world so charming?

Mara didn't know what kind of moral world he came from, he just felt that his three views were being challenged by this world.

She took a few steps back. She was afraid of the vicious thugs, but she was a little shocked by the frail man wearing a pink light shirt in front of her.

Seeing that Wanmoluo didn't respond to him, the man was stunned for a moment.

You must know that Wan Mo Luo liked him the most before. He came to Chu Ling Pavilion every now and then just to get close to him.

But not long after being stunned like this, the man frowned at his beautiful eyebrows when he thought of something more important. He looked like a weakling, and he said with a lot of thoughts:

"I know what you mean, but we are not the same people. Besides, you have already welcomed Dan'er back. We...we are destined to have no connection, so we can't force it..."

As he spoke, he gently wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, looking obviously hurt by love.

The previous Wan Mo Luo would naturally have felt that this person had a deep affection for him, but at this time, Mo Luo was an indifferent person.

The most fearful thing in everything is to watch indifferently. As an outsider, Moro looked at the pretentious man in front of him coldly. After a few words, he knew that he was just dismissing his original self.

"You really can't force it, it's just about today..."

This is the first time Mara has spoken in this world. The voice of this body is buzzing, as if it is muffled in a heavy drum.

From the moment he started fighting with the gangster, although Mara didn't look in the mirror, he realized that he must be a fat man and his body was not as flexible as his original body.

It's just that she doesn't have time to worry about this now, she just stares at the man in pink gauze and Die Lang in front of her.

The man in pink gauze hesitated for a moment, then raised a considerate smile, and the delicate facial features on his fair face all showed affection:

"Since Master Wan is so open-minded, then we won't meet each other anymore, and we won't have to repay the debt we owe in this Chu Ling Pavilion..."

"How can this work?!"

Before the man in pink gauze could finish what he said, Dielang couldn't stand hearing it anymore, pointed at Mara's nose and cursed:

"Wan Mo Luo, you idiot, useless trash, I don't care whether you come to my Chu Ling Pavilion in the future or not. All the money you owe here must be paid back to me one by one! You...

.."

But before Die Lang finished speaking, the man in pink gauze pulled him and winked. When Die Lang saw the man in pink gauze acting like this, he stopped talking.

The glances between the two people naturally did not hide from Mo Luo. She looked at her coldly and thought that there seemed to be something going on in the Chu Ling Pavilion, so she was sent away in such a hurry.

But this may not be a good thing for me now.

So Mara said nothing and chose to wait and see.

Sure enough, the man in pink gauze said:

"For the sake of our friendship, I will pay for the money you owe. Please leave quickly and don't come back again."

Although Die Lang was so angry that his teeth were itching, his big eyes were squinting at Mo Luo, but he didn't say anything after all.

Mo Luo nodded. The situation just now was really unfavorable for her. She had just arrived in another world and knew nothing about it. This was not the time to show off her strength.

The top priority is to find a secluded place to clear your thoughts.

When the man in pink gauze came out just now, Mo Luo vaguely remembered some happy moments between the original person and this man, and the fragmented memories began to gradually take shape in his mind like pieces of a puzzle...

So Mara didn't say much, just nodded, then turned around and left without looking back.

Watching Wan Mo Luo leave, Die Lang dismissed the crowd watching the excitement, and then stamped his feet in anger:

"If a big shot hadn't come to our Chu Ling Pavilion today, I would have beaten her like before until she couldn't get out of bed for three months!"

"Forget it, Dielang, let's get down to business."

It was the man in pink gauze who was speaking. At this time, there was still a shy and affectionate look on his face, and his palm-sized oval face was filled with indifference and indifference.

"Forget it this time. If she comes again next time, you can do whatever you want to do with her."

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Mara didn't know the conversation between the two people. At this time, she was walking on the street in a daze. The streets paved with bluestone paved roads were surrounded by shops and residences. The antique style and the costumes of the surrounding pedestrians told her that she was here.

Arrived in a strange world.

The memory of the original owner kept flashing in Mo Luo's mind. It didn't remind her of anything, but instead gave her a splitting headache.

"Big!"

"Small!"

"Open! Open!"

Wanmoluo, who didn't know where he had gone, heard a loud noise, and then all the flashbacks in his mind disappeared.

What replaced it was an itchy feeling.

My hands are really itchy.

Mara spread his palms on the rough cloth and rubbed it for a few times. He looked up and saw that there was a gambling house in front of him.

Then I looked at the dirty body and fleshy hands....

Could it be that the owner of this body is still a gambler?!

When I first came here, I was in a place like a brothel in Chu Ling Pavilion, and now my body has come to a gambling house by itself...

This is really about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling!

"Oh~ isn't this Wanmoluo!"

At this time, a naughty voice sounded next to Mo Luo, and the man came up and put his arms around her.

Mara turned his head and took a closer look. This was a woman as thin as a monkey, with unhidden shrewdness and calculation in her eyes.

The thin monkey woman hugged Mo Luo and frowned slightly, then said happily:

"Sister Wan's hands are itchy again. Do you want to come in and play two games?"

As he spoke, he elbowed Wanmoluo with a vulgar expression.

"Sister Skinny Monkey, come here quickly, it's about to start!"

"Got it!"

This person is really called Shouhou, and just as the game is about to begin, Shouhou grabs Mo Luo's wrist and starts to walk in.

It's just that Mara didn't move. Relying on his physical advantage, the thin monkey didn't pull the person away but instead pulled himself back.

"Hey! What happened to you today, Wanmoluo? The game is about to begin!"

Mara rubbed his shiny coarse cloth and said angrily:

"I have no money."

"No money? Hahahahaha!"

The thin monkey seemed to have heard some big joke and laughed for a while before saying:

"My dear Sister Wan, haven't you always had no money? Why are you so embarrassed today?!"

Listening to Thin Monkey's words, Mora frowned, and parts of the puzzle of memory began to come together.

The original person really had no money. Since her family fell into decline, she became addicted to Qinlou, Chuguan and gambling houses. Her originally good family was completely ruined by Wanmoluo alone.

"If you really have no money, don't you still have..."

Thin Monkey used her elbow, which was all bone, to hit Moluo again, and said with a stern look:

"And those beautiful men in your family. Last time you said you wanted to use them as bets. Why don't we make a good bet this time?"

Use your husband as a bet?

Mo Luo had just heard that the old bustard named Die Lang said that he had seven husbands. This time he heard Shou Hou say this again, and the memory of his original body gambling heavily in the gambling house jumped out of his mind.<

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It's just that the original person is very stupid, and it can even be said that he has a lack of brains. If he wins three or five small ones, he will lose a big one.

This is obviously everyone playing tricks on her!

Is the original person stupid, or is his brain just not good at all?

This part of the memory that Mara received made her feel upset, and it was even more uncomfortable to look at the shrewd thin monkey in front of her.

So she shook off Shouhou's dry hand, turned around and left, saying:

"No interest, go away!"

"Eh! Eh!"

The thin monkey barked a few times and saw Wan Mo Luo leaving without looking back. He clicked his tongue and said angrily:

"I don't know how to praise!"

Mara felt that he had not completely controlled this body, so he let his body's memory walk on the road, gradually leaving the noisy streets and arriving on the dirt road outside the town.

As she walked, the journey became more and more remote, and Mara looked at the surrounding scenery with a very familiar feeling. She knew that this was the familiarity of the original body, which showed that the original body often walked this road.

As he walked past a pool of water, Mara stopped. The water was crystal clear, surrounded by lush vegetation, and the environment was excellent.
To be continued...