Nian Sheng looked at her and said for a long time, "Follow your destiny and live as you should."

Maybe these words were too profound. Bi Luo was stunned for a moment, kowtowed in confusion and asked, "Bi Luo knows that she is too young and has not practiced enough to understand the meaning of the Buddha's words. Can the Buddha give you some advice?"

Nian Sheng looked at her. She looked like she was only over a hundred years old. It was not easy to come here at this moment. He raised his hand and stroked her robe, "Tell him that she won't die." At least if he was here, she wouldn't die.

Only then did Bi Luo laugh happily. The smile on his lips and eyebrows looked more like Qing Luo. This kind of expression would never be seen in Qing Shi. Niansheng twisted the beads in his hand and said something to Bi Luo.

Peach Blossom Spring[

When Qing Luo rushed to the attic and looked at the person on the couch with his eyes dozing in a daze and his body slimming down, he immediately felt a sense of sourness in his heart. There was a chill in his soul that was saved by his sister.

, does it make him suffer like this?

Why was he so stupid from the beginning? He didn't realize it before, but now that he knows about love, he understands a little bit more.

With some palpitations in her heart, she touched his thin face with trembling hands. How could he look like this in just a few days?

Mo Lian seemed to be awake, but she didn't seem to be awake either. Her drowsy eyes opened a small slit, "How are you asking?"

"Mo Lian

At least, the Buddha also had feelings, but she never responded to him at all.

He suffered for a thousand years.

When all these tedious things are over, she will come to accompany him again, her own demonic nature will be washed away, and no one will stand between her and Mo Lian. Perhaps only this will make her feel more comforted.

"You haven't gone yet, have you? With your pace, you can only go to the Palace of Eternal Life at night. After asking, come back and tell me that I am tired." He still squinted his eyes and pulled the thin quilt casually, his face was very tired, and he looked very tired.

He also became lazy and seemed to be extremely afraid of the severe winter.

Qingluo's hand still stopped at the place where he had just stopped. Now he took it back and touched his face again. "Why bother?"

He shouldn't have been involved in these messy things, but he was dragged into it. After all, it was the sisters who were sorry for him.

"Bi Luo, even if you look a little like her, you are not her. Don't stay in the yard anymore. Just go." His voice was very calm. He didn't really like her touching him, so he avoided her like a snake.

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Qing Luo's hand trembled, it turned out that he thought she was Bi Luo.

By the way, how does Biluo, a little peach blossom demon, look so much like her? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Every demon has its own face, so it's inevitable to have a similar look, but four or five

It is impossible to separate it, and the demon's face cannot be made. Although it can be changed, but seeing what Mo Liandu said, the Biluo face is also real.

Sighing, she took back her hand, "Why do you ruin yourself so much? It just makes me feel more guilty. Mo Lian, I have suffered so much for you for so many years."
Chapter completed!