That time Mo Lian went to get the mercenary Wang Ling, but came back injured. What happened?
"Mo Lian, what happened? If you tell me, I might be able to help you find a solution." Meng Qitian said coaxingly, knowing that Mo Lian believed in him.
"I..." Mo Lian raised her pale face. The expression on her face was uncertain, as if if there was a hole in front of her eyes, she would immediately get into it to prevent herself from being exposed. "
I don’t know…I…she’s hurt.”
Having been with Mo Lian for so long, Meng Qitian naturally understood what he was talking about. He accidentally hurt Huang Beiyue, so he blamed himself, felt sad, and was even afraid.
"Is she Huang Beiyue?" Meng Qitian said softly.
And Mo Lian looked up instantly as if she was frightened. The biggest secret was discovered. How could he not be afraid?
Meng Qitian comforted him: "Don't worry, I won't tell others."
Seeing Mo Lian looking so panicked, Meng Qitian felt something strange in his heart.
The Holy Lord had ordered Hong Lian to kill Huang Beiyue, and Hong Lian succeeded.
In other words, Huang Beiyue is dead.
He was hesitating whether to tell Mo Lian about this?
With Mo Lian's direct temperament, if he knew that Hong Lian killed Huang Beiyue, he would immediately kill Hong Lian. He would never show mercy, and even go crazy, even the Holy Lord would not stop him.
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Meng Qitian really hates Honglian and wants her to die. Moreover, if Mo Lian kills Honglian himself, that woman will be in pain even if she goes to hell.
Thinking of that kind of hearty sex, Meng Qitian almost said it impulsively. Fortunately, he still had a little bit of compassion, and it was also because he saw Mo Lian looking so helpless and pitiful.
Just hurting Huang Beiyue made him so sad. If he knew she was dead, Mo Lian would also go crazy.
Some feelings don't need to be vigorous on the surface, they can still destroy everything.
"Your Majesty Mo Lian," Meng Qitian sighed softly and said, "Do you really like her? Do you want to be with her forever?"
Although Mo Lian was confused, she still nodded firmly: "I want to."
Meng Qitian said: "You know she is not from the same world as us. She has the Mercenary King's Order on her. If the Holy Lord knows your feelings for her, not only will you suffer, but she will also...
..”
"Then, what should we do?" Mo Lian grabbed his hand anxiously, trying to ask for help.
"Forget her, just pretend that there has never been a person like Huang Beiyue in this world." Meng Qitian patted his shoulder lightly and said that.
Mo Lian let go of her hand dejectedly and asked half-understanding: "Forgot?"
Do you want him to pretend that Yue never appeared?
Do you want him to pretend that Yue didn't suddenly show up and help him five years ago?
Do you want him to pretend that Yue didn't tell him that he is as pure white as snowflakes?
Do you want him to pretend that he has never seen fireworks or waited for her painfully?
If he wanted to forget her, then his past five years would be a blank slate! He would never do anything else except wait for her!
"Mo Lian?" Meng Qitian noticed that his mood was fluctuating violently, and the low roar in his throat was like a sleeping beast being awakened!
He was suddenly startled, and he instinctively raised his hand to grab Mo Lian, "Your Majesty Mo Lian, calm down!"
Who knew that Mo Lian was so angry that she threw him away and jumped off the roof!
