But I still couldn't help but step forward, and the flute played by the master was particularly poignant and beautiful. I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
The person in front slowly turned around, and Mo Yaner was surprised: "How could it be you? Yun Qingkuang!"
Yun Qing smiled wildly and said: "Are you attracted here by the sound of my flute? You also heard from it how sincere my feelings for Qian Qian are, so tell me why she is not moved by me.
Woolen cloth?"
It seemed that the stone tablet was just to dazzle people. Yun Qingkuang had no murderous intention, but his affectionate expression at this moment completely overturned Mo Yaner's initial impression of Yun Qingkuang. She lowered her head.
Normally, Yun Qingkuang would be humiliating himself by asking Mo Yan'er like this, but today, Mo Yan'er couldn't bear to insult this big devil who ruined other people's feelings. She didn't know why.
"I broke into the forbidden area without permission. If you don't blame me, I will go back." When Mo Yan'er spoke, she kept her head down. Maybe she didn't dare to look directly at Yun Qingkuang at this moment, or she was out of dissatisfaction.
Be patient.
Yun Qing laughed wildly and said: "Haha, I set up a stone tablet by the fence to prevent those curious servants from coming here without permission. It is the rule of my demon sect. You are a good sister of Qianqian, and you are not a member of the demon sect.
Human beings are naturally not included in this category."
After hearing this, Mo Yan'er said: "In that case, I'll thank the leader. I'll first..."
"How about you come over and sit down and let's chat about Qian Qian?" Yun Qingkuang said before she could finish.
Mo Yan'er felt funny in her heart, what do I have to say to you? Besides, Qian Qian didn't want you to talk about her behind her back, so she said, "I've been out for a while, and it's getting late now. I
It’s time to go back and have a rest. The leader just wants to find someone to chat with, so why don’t I call Lingdang over, that girl is very lovable and she will definitely be able to make the leader smile.”
Two months have passed, and Mo Yan'er has lost the initial hostility toward Yun Qingkuang. Although he is also armed with guns and sticks, his tone has become much more popular.
Yun Qingkuang smiled bitterly, "Since you have something to do, go back first and I'll stay alone for a while." After saying that, he ignored Mo Yan'er and turned around, facing the cliff.
Mo Yan'er looked at Yun Qingkuang's back, and then looked tentatively at the abyss. Was this where Qian Qian fell from? It was really foggy and bottomless. I was really lucky to be alive.
I couldn't help but feel resentment towards Yun Qingkuang even deeper. When Xuanyuan Che was still here dueling with Yun Qingkuang for Qianqian, what kind of desolate state of mind must he be in?
After Mo Yan'er turned around, the flute sound sounded in his ears again. The tone was a bit cooler than before, and it seemed that the disappointment of Mo Yan'er's rejection was also integrated into it. Mo Yan'er couldn't help but turn around.
After looking at it, I felt that Yun Qingkuang's back seemed much bleaker than when I saw it a few days ago.
For some reason, Mo Yan'er actually thought of Xuanyuan Che's sadness, that down-and-out man dancing wildly in the middle of the courtyard at such a windy moment...