After three years of staying together, I finally heard this answer...
Ye Qingqing's eyes suddenly turned red. Three years, three years...three years of waiting, three years of hopelessness, and finally heard this sentence. His heart was in turmoil, and he finally had a trace of peace...
Fate has always been unfair. Just when they were about to be happy, a curse happened to make him forget the person he loved most. This was something he blamed himself for every midnight dream.
Things, he can forget the whole world, how can he forget the woman he loves most...
Three years...
For the past three years, he has been waking up from nightmares every night...
Indeed, after that day, he had nowhere to vent all his regret and anger. Qing Dai'er was also stabbed to death by an arrow because he was too sad and angry...
Looking at Mao'er's devastated face, he had a feeling that he couldn't go back, they couldn't go back... Their happiness was completely gone with the death of that man...
He knew that the cat had been waiting. He didn’t know what he was waiting for, but he had been waiting...
And he has been waiting for the cat, until this moment...
He was almost moved and wanted to thank all the gods, but in the end the cat still didn't give up on him...
"Qingqing, I want to go out for a walk..."
The cat looked into the distance, and there seemed to be something calling her...
She wanted to look outside and clear away the depression that had been squeezing in her heart for the past three years...
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Spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and it’s another sunny day.
South...
The four seasons here are like spring, and the flowers are fragrant...
This place does not belong to the jurisdiction of Cangqiong Continent, but some scattered small tribes live here...
This city was named ‘Memory City’.
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All the way south, it's already the tenth day since we got here. There's no longer the fighting and killing, it's really a peaceful journey...
When I came here, I recalled that Mao'er had hidden the red lotus between her brows, and no one could recognize her...
Mao'er and Qingqing planned to keep going in this direction. They didn't have any destination. They just wanted to see the mountains and rivers like this. If they traveled all over the Cangqiong Continent, then it wouldn't be wrong to go back to the Three Kingdoms.
Can……
In the elegant inn, Mao'er sat by the window. She sipped the tea in the cup and looked at the sweaty figures of the landlady and the boss. This was not a tall and large inn. It should have been opened by the two of them through their years of savings.
A small shop...
Although it was a bit busy, it was very fulfilling and made the cat feel extremely warm...
"Sir, this is what you ordered!"
The proprietress walked to Mao'er's seat step by step with a plate of spicy shredded pork, and put the dish on Mao'er's table with a smile. Only then did Mao'er realize that her feet seemed to be stamping...
Looking at the beads of sweat falling down her forehead, Mao'er took the plate and said, "It's so busy, why don't you hire someone to help?"
At this time, the landlady smiled honestly, she is an honest person, "My feet are not good, my husband's ears are not good, and my son's eyesight is not good, so we don't have money to hire anyone. Although this way, it will be a bit busy, but it will also be practical and promising."
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The bridesmaid looked at the cat, then said with a smile, then turned and left...
Looking at such a scene, Mao'er felt deeply touched in her heart. Everyone has their own life, their own level, and only they know whether they are happy or not. Just like her, the Saintess of the Moon Clan has a high status, but there are many others.
I can personally see through her growing loneliness...
"Xiaocheng, why did you come out?"
Mao'er lowered his head, smiled bitterly, took a bite of the food in front of him, and suddenly heard the exclamation of the landlady...
When she looked up, she saw a man with his back to her, groping for clearing the table. He seemed to be very skillful and did not bump into the tables and chairs. At this time, Mao'er realized that the layout of this inn seemed to be really similar to
Other people’s homes are different, it’s because of this invisible son...
Small town?
Haha... I have the same name as him...
This man has a stooped back. He is probably the invisible son that the innkeeper’s wife calls him!
My heart hurts...
She heard the man again, and those two lines of blood and tears fell from her eyes...
His heart was suffocating, and he turned away his eyes in discomfort, but at this moment, the hunched man slowly turned around...
At this moment... Mao'er was shocked and knocked the tea cup in his hand to the ground. His beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, the blood on his face faded, and he stared in one direction...
Wuqing felt Mao'er's mood swings for the first time, because nothing in these years could cause her such a big reaction...
He turned his head and took a breath after just one glance...
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The man's eyebrows were bleak, his body was vicissitudes of life, his face was expressionless, his eyes were hollow and lifeless, his tall body was already skinny and slightly hunched, whether it was the years that had made him decadent, or he had made himself decadent...
This person is clearly Jun Mo Jue...
It's just that the white hair turned into black now, but it was enough to shock Mao'er and Ye Qingwu...
My eyes moved to his arm. The movement there was clearly uncoordinated and weak. It was obviously a prosthetic limb. I didn't see it at first...
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Perhaps the sound of Cat knocking over the teacup shocked the landlady. She hurried over, but before she could speak, Cat clamped her shoulders, "Who is he? Who is he?"
There was clearly a tremor in his voice, and his eyes were filled with tears...
The proprietress may have been frightened by Mao'er's expression, as her voice trembled, "He fainted in front of our store two years ago. He doesn't remember anything. He can't see his eyes. He doesn't have an arm. He's crazy. I had a son too.
He went blind and died, so I took pity on him and took him in... My previous son was called Xiao Cheng, so I called him Xiao Cheng at that time. Strangely, he was not crazy anymore, but could only be in a daze and mumble about the small town all day long.
, he is also a poor person..."
In an instant, cats were all over the city and it rained down...
The landlady looked obviously panicked, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Qing looked at Mao'er without saying a word...but his eyes were filled with mist. This person is still alive after all. It should be Jun Mo Jue, that's right...
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The cat's footsteps moved, and the tears did not cover her sight. She wondered if all this was a dream. She walked step by step in front of the rickety man, stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve...
Mao'er's voice was so choked that she said, "Mo Jue, let's go home!"
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Fire Phoenix's article will be with you next week. It is absolutely soul-stirring, absolutely grand, absolutely arrogant, absolutely arrogant...
Together we step out of the cat's shadow and step into the sight of the fire phoenix...
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We have different opinions. Should I rewrite the ending... about Qingcheng and Mo Jue...