Xiao Mofeng lied well, half truth and half false, so Ye Xuanji really couldn't find any flaws. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, sighed, forget it, let's not pursue it anymore!
Anyway, I am about to leave and go back to my own time, so there is no need to get distracted by irrelevant things.
She stood up and washed her hands, and said: "Elder brother, tomorrow we are going to take a stroll in this ancient imperial capital. We will buy some souvenirs and go back..." [
Xiao Mofeng also breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Okay!"
Before he saw Mo Qingcheng, he was still in a hurry, but now he was no longer in a hurry.
No matter how fast they ran, it would still be easy for Mo Qingcheng to find them.
In this case, what difference does it make if they run fast or slow? It would be better if the soldiers come to block it, and the water comes and the soil covers it...
I wonder if Mo Qingcheng will really let go after being hit hard by this?
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Mo Qingcheng was walking staggeringly in a wilderness, blood was spilled all the way, and he didn't bother to bandage it.
It turns out that being wounded by a sword from the one you love hurts so much.
My heart felt like it had been torn apart and crumpled into a ball again, and I could hardly breathe.
What flashed before his eyes were scenes of Ye Xuanji and Xiao Mofeng making out together.
Anger, hatred, pain...all kinds of emotions were tangled together, turning into huge waves boiling in his heart.
Finally - as if exhausted, he stopped under a big tree.
Looking blankly at the sky.
All the strength seemed to have been drained from his body, and he was so desperate and weak that he could no longer stand and slipped down the big tree.
She actually assassinated him for Xiao Mofeng...
It turns out - she really doesn't love him at all...
Not sure whether he felt sad or pitiful, he smiled bitterly.
I can't even analyze my own mood.
He obviously loves Shahua, but this Shahua is living next to him, but he doesn't have any emotion at all... [
As for Xuanji, I clearly promised to let go, but unexpectedly I couldn't let go at all. The taste of lovesickness is bone-piercing...