The sharp nails dug deeply into her palms, but the stinging pain made her numb.

The two faced each other and were silent for a long time.

He probably really went crazy looking for her, and asked a random stranger to help him find Feng Yunmo.

He doesn’t know ‘Yun Qingkuang’ at all and doesn’t know if ‘he’ is a good person or a bad person.

But she stayed with him based on just one feeling.

Helped again and again.

Beiming Yexuan doesn't know why.

As long as someone is willing to help him find Feng Yunmo, he will get it.

She turned away, lowered her head, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "It was my fault, I shouldn't have said that to you, but no matter what happened between you and her? As a friend, I hope you can calm down and let her out.

It’s good to take some time off, maybe she’ll come back to you when she figures it out.”

"No, she won't come back to me. I can only go to her in person." He replied weakly.

"You're not her, how do you know?"

"I said no." He suddenly grabbed her shoulders and shouted excitedly: "Although the two of us have not been together for a long time, I know her character. I have to find her before I can find her."

I have the opportunity to explain it clearly to her, otherwise, she will become a lifelong regret for me."

After hearing this, she raised her hand and patted his arm: "Some facts are established, so explanations are of no use. Some explanations will only make people more chilling. I'm afraid she is escaping from you when she leaves you."

Please explain."

His hands slowly slipped from her shoulders, he sat down, put one hand on the table, clenched his fist, and gritted his teeth: "Do as I say."

"I'm trying to persuade you, but if you don't listen, let me take a look at that girl's picture." Feng Yunmo said calmly.

I saw that he took out a scroll of painting from under his cloak. It was a painting without any pictures. When he opened it in Beiming Yexuan, he used his demon power to draw the portrait of Feng Yunmo.

Feng Yunmo took a look and saw that the woman in the portrait was exactly the same as herself.

She held the Heaven-Destroying Sword in her hand and held the little white tiger in her other hand. She was wearing light blue clothes with her skirt fluttering. She stood among the flowers and looked into the distance with a half-smile.

Beiming Yexuan only opened it for a while, and then rolled up the scroll in a hurry, as if he would suffer a loss if others took another look at it.

"Did you see it?" Beiming Yexuan asked.

Feng Yunmo nodded: "I saw it."

"Then, let's leave now." Beiming Yexuan put the scroll back into his pocket, stood up, and strode out of the room.

Sha Qianchen also followed out.

Feng Yunmo stood there, shook his head helplessly, and then walked out of the inn.

*

The mountain peak Beiming Yexuan pointed to was the one she had stayed at for a few days before.

Where could she find 'Feng Yun Mo'?

Feng Yunmo is her, she is Feng Yunmo.

Returning to the big tree, he took off his cloak and released the little white tiger and the little boy.

The little white tiger and the little boy sat side by side, the two beasts facing Feng Yunmo, who had returned to her daughter's body.

Feng Yunmo half-reclined and half-lyed on the big branch, staring at the two beasts.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Feng Yunmo felt uncomfortable being stared at by these two little guys.

The little one and the little guy looked at each other, and the little one hugged his chest and said, "You really have such a devilish character to go back to see Beiming Yexuan."

Feng Yunmo nodded.

The little one exclaimed: "Then did he recognize you?"

Feng Yunmo shook her head.

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Chapter completed!