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1227. Chapter 1227 The direction of the heart

It turns out that time can settle a person's character, and things in the world can make a person more mature.

Everything has pros and cons, it just depends on what the individual thinks.

"Wuxie, come with me to find it."

Jun Wuxie gave a faint hum, and the two of them walked towards Xuannv Temple together.

I found the sandalwood stove, because no one has been here for many years, and no one has ever lit incense candles here. The sandalwood stove looks a bit old.

When Luo Longyu first came, he had already cleaned it and it was quite clean. However, the incense ash inside was stained with a thin layer of dust. After digging around, Luo Qingyue saw a folded yellow paper.

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After so many years, the paper was preserved intact. Luo Qingyue knew that this was a special kind of paper in the Yugu clan, which was specially used by the clan leader to convey orders. In addition, there was a lot of spiritual energy in the red sandalwood incense burner, so that

After so many years, this piece of paper has not decayed.

Opening the paper, the handwriting inside was clearly printed in her eyes. The notes were so familiar that she could never forget them in her life.

The hand holding the paper trembled slightly. At that moment, all her strength collapsed and shattered bit by bit.

Sometimes, people are like this. They can be strong in front of others, but they become very fragile in front of their family and loved ones. This is a natural tendency of the heart.

What the letter said was very simple, only a few dozen words. The general meaning was that everything was already destined, and this result could not be changed. Don't resent anyone, let others go, and let yourself go.

"Cry if you want." Jun Wuxie hugged Luo Qingyue, and for the first time, he did not stop her from crying.

Sometimes, crying is also a way to vent.

"I want to go...to see the place where they were trapped..." Luo Qingyue turned to Jun Wuxie, her tone was cool, with a touch of sadness.

Jun Wuxie seemed to feel that Luo Qingyue was hiding something. As he walked, he still couldn't help the confusion in his heart and asked aloud, "Qingyue, are you hiding something from me?"

Luo Qingyue didn't speak or deny, which was regarded as acquiescence.

After that, Jun Wuxie also fell silent. Qingyue didn't say anything because he didn't want to say it and he didn't want to force her.

For a whole day, Luo Qingyue walked over and over again through the traps she had set up on the outskirts of the Yugu Clan.

Jun Wuxie just followed silently and didn't ask any questions. The two of them didn't speak much along the way. Luo Qingyue's expression was very serious, as if she was thinking about something.

Until the evening, Luo Longyu came and called the two of them to have dinner. During dinner, Luo Qingyue seemed to be suffering from mutism and still didn't say a word.

Everyone at the table looked at her, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She ate and drank everything she needed to eat.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but worry, "Qingyue, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Two simple words were thrown to him.

Luo Longyu stared at Luo Qingyue, particularly curious, "Qingyue, why do you feel so weird today?"

"No wonder." She took a bite of rice and said quietly without raising her eyebrows.

"I'm not the only one who thinks you're weird. If you ask them, they also think you're weird." Luo Longyu broke the silence and wanted to ask why.

"Oh." Luo Qingyue replied.


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