However, she couldn't remember why she wanted to run, why she was frantically looking for another way out, she just felt that she was locked in a lonely world, and she wanted to leave.

In the rain of flowers, countless figures appeared, with the same face, the same smile, and the same coldness.

"Murong Qianqian, you are a perfect chess piece, I can use it very well."

"Murong Qianqian, you are just a stupid woman. Do you think I will fall in love with you? You are wrong!"

"Murong Qianqian, from the beginning to the end, you have been played by me in the palm of my hand, but now, you are useless."

"..."

Stop talking, stop talking.

She held her head and huddled up under the peach blossom tree. At this moment, those words were like a poisonous snake, eating away at her heart bit by bit.

"Qianqian~Qianqian~" She heard her own voice calling.

He raised his head, and in front of him was Murong Qianqian, who was as beautiful as a fairy. There was a sharp contrast with her who was squatting on the ground in a miserable state, which seemed like a huge irony.

"Qianqian, since it's no longer of use, what are you doing here? I'll take you away, okay?"

The slender fingers like mutton-fat jade slowly spread out in the rain of pink flowers, and the smile was sweet and warm, as holy as an angel.

She raised her head and looked at her other self absently.

Yes, Xuanyuan Yao has gotten what he wants, and his use value has ended. What should he do if he stays?

In love, there must always be an end. Since it is destined to be a tragedy, why bother shedding tears and being miserable at the same time? Leaving is the best ending.

"Okay." She wiped away her tears and handed over her hand.

However, these hands did not take her away. There was a ray of light in front of her eyes, soaring flames swayed in her sight, and there was a vague figure in black.

Are you still in a dream? It's another dream.

Murong Qianqian squinted her eyes and looked at the black figure fiddling with the flames with empty eyes. When she noticed her waking up, she slowly walked over and sat down next to her.

In the light of the fire, a slender white hand fell on her forehead. It was cold and cold, "I still have a fever, but if I can wake up, it proves that there is nothing serious."

"Leng Cha?" Murong Qianqian opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her blankly.

How could he appear? He had just fallen out of mid-air. Did he save himself? Where is the hornbill now?

As if he understood her thoughts, Leng Sha helped him sit up, "The hornbill was struck by lightning and injured. It is lying outside."

"What, cough~" Her voice was hoarse, making Murong Qianqian couldn't help but cough twice.

Leng Sha brought a bowl of water and fed her to drink while explaining: "Don't worry, the hornbill is a sacred bird. Although it was struck by lightning, it will recover in a few days."

"Thank you." Murong Qianqian finished drinking the water and said thank you lightly.

Seeing how distant she was, Leng Cha understood in his heart that she probably knew all the things he had done, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Murong Qianqian looked around and realized that this was a stone cave. However, the stone walls in the cave were polished smooth and there were some daily necessities. It was estimated that someone had stayed there before.

"Where is this?" Her eyes were filled with burning flames, but there was a cold light in them.

Leng Sha looked at her haggard face and felt heartbroken, "This is not Xuanying Country, but a critical land bordering it. It does not belong to any country."

Seeing Murong Qianqian's surprised expression, she explained: "I forgot to tell you that you have been sleeping for three days and three nights, so I took it upon myself to bring you here."

Three days and three nights, I didn't expect to sleep for so long.

Murong Qianqian smiled bitterly in her heart, why not just sleep for a long time? In this case, she wouldn't have to feel bad or think of that scene again.

"Thank you for saving me." She stood up with difficulty and staggered outside.

Leng Sha quickly stopped her, grabbed her arm and said, "Qianqian, where are you going? You have a high fever now."

Murong Qianqian turned around, looked coldly at the hand holding her arm, and said word by word: "Let go!"

"Don't let go," Leng Sha said resolutely, holding her arm harder with his fingers, "Qianqian, that man doesn't love you, but I will always love you."

Murong Qianqian opened her eyes wide, how could he know this? Could it be...

However, it doesn't matter anymore. Even if he ambush a spy around Xuanyuan Yao, so what, everything has nothing to do with her.

"Love?" Murong Qianqian smiled coldly, "Leng Cha, do you understand what love is? Don't forget that you used me once. If it weren't for you, my parents would not have died."

Leng Sha: "..."

Murong Qianqian opened his hand and looked up at him, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes, "Why, why are you all taking advantage of me?"

"No, Qianqian, I..."

"No need to explain. You already knew who I was from the first time we met. You wanted to use me to blackmail Xuanyuan Yao, but you ignored that he doesn't love anyone at all."

Murong Qianqian shook off his hand that was trying to hold her, picked up her steps, and walked out step by step while holding on to the stone wall.

Outside the cave is a green forest, with colorful butterflies flying among the flowers. The sun shines through the cascading leaves and casts beams of light.

The scenery is endless, but I'm not in the mood and everything I look at is gloomy.

The hornbill was lying in the grass and resting. When he saw her waking up, he flapped his wings and tried to get closer, but before he could stand up, he fell down again.

Murong Qianqian knelt down and patted the hornbill on the head, "Hornbill, you have a good rest and be good. The injury is healed. If you can find me... forget it, don't look for me."

There are many memories, because people who don’t want to participate come in, so since you want to forget, it’s better not to take anything with you.

But, can you forget it without taking it away? How can you just abandon those feelings that have grown like viruses in your life?

The hornbill watched eagerly as Murong Qianqian walked further and further away, just like that time thousands of years ago when she jumped from the Zhuxian Platform, her back was lonely.

"Qianqian, don't leave!" Leng Sha chased after him and hugged Murong Qianqian from behind.

Murong Qianqian was slightly startled, but did not resist at all, "Leng Sha, please let go, I don't want to see anyone who reminds me of him."

"No, we can't let go." Leng Sha shook his head. He knew that if he let go this time, he would not be able to survive.

In the past, he only knew how to fall in love with this woman, but after experiencing the last separation, he realized that his feelings for her could no longer be described as love.

"Does it make sense?" Murong Qianqian turned around and looked up at Leng Sha.
Chapter completed!