After a long while, Xiang Ziluo realized what was happening. His eyes were filled with tears. He breathed a long sigh of relief and forced a smile: "Since my brother can let go of his hatred, why can't I? Besides, it was my father who was at fault first. This hatred
I won’t retaliate anymore. When will the injustice be repaid?”
Xiang Mochen asked: "Ziluo doesn't regret it? If Ziluo regrets it, he will never have a chance in the future."
"I don't regret it," Xiang Ziluo said firmly. Compared with losing her brother, she regretted it all her life. "Brother, let's go."
Mu Lingfeng suddenly said: "Luo'er, can we talk alone?"
Xiang Ziluo was startled for a moment, then said calmly: "There is nothing to talk about between us."
Mu Lingfeng said in pain: "Luo'er, have you forgotten the promise between us?"
"...Ling Feng, we can't go back to the past, brother, let's go." Xiang Ziluo fled quickly, not allowing himself to waver.
After leaving the inn, Xiang Mochen said, "Ziluo, why do you need to make yourself miserable?"
Xiang Ziluo smiled bitterly, "He is the No. 1 village owner in the world, and I am nothing, even the daughter of his enemy. In this case, I might as well never leave, not to mention that I am very satisfied with you, brother."
Xiang Mochen said interestingly: "When my Ziluo grows up, my brother will definitely find a better husband for Ziluo than Mu Lingfeng."
"My brother is not married yet, so I will not marry my sister!"
...
In the past few days, Mu Lingfeng's injuries have healed quickly. After all, he is a martial arts practitioner.
The most unexpected thing is that Ming Chuhan, Mu Lingfeng, and Gu Yuexie can actually sit at the same table, drinking tea and talking. Although the words of Ming Chuhan and Gu Yuexie sometimes have the smell of gunpowder.
, this made Mu Lingfeng confused and kept making fire extinguishers. But the three of them also secretly admired each other and felt a little bit late for meeting each other.
Knock, knock, knock on the door
Mo Yang heard the footsteps and guessed who it was, so he responded: "Come in."
Mu Lingfeng's injuries have mostly healed, and he has returned to his usual heroic image. He has a dignified appearance, a good character, and his eyes are bright, sometimes revealing the light of wisdom.
"Leader, excuse me, can we talk for a while?"
"Master Mu, please sit down." Mo Yang poured a cup of tea for Mu Lingfeng.
Mu Lingfeng is a straightforward person and does not mince words when speaking. "Excuse me, why did the leader come to my rescue so many times?"
Mo Yang asked back: "Didn't Master Mu want to unify the martial arts world?"
Mu Lingfeng was a little confused about what the other party meant, "The leader is not afraid that I will turn against the Ming Shang Cult?"