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Chapter 213 The Story of Roses

Murong Qingcheng's eating appearance was not good-looking. Xiao Yan was taking elixirs in the prison, so he still had a good taste for food he hadn't seen for a long time.

After Murong Qingcheng finished her meal, Xiao Yan couldn't help but wipe the rice from her mouth. Murong Qingcheng's face turned slightly red but she didn't move away.

"Don't be so stupid in the future. I will still be responsible for my affairs. There is no need for you to pay so much for me. You know, if you really die in the hands of that person, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life. Maybe from the beginning

It was my fault from the beginning." Xiao Yan told Murong Qingcheng that Xiao Yan was indeed very scared, just like when Yao Lao was captured by the Soul Palace in Yunlan Sect and his father lost news.

"Let bygones be bygones. This time I have gained nothing. At least I know that my efforts have not been unrewarded. Moreover, I have come back safely, and I have personally experienced some things. Sometimes I don't want to

Break the rules easily, otherwise the consequences will still be serious." Murong Qingcheng responded with a smile. At that time, everyone was blaming her for being in front of her. At least there is nothing wrong with being kind.

"Of course, the most important thing is that you agree to my conditions and don't intentionally harm innocent people. You must abide by the agreement." Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan with a hint of cunning on his face.

Xiao Yan suddenly felt that Murong Qingcheng seemed to be a bit peaceful at this time. He shook his head and got rid of the thoughts in his mind. At least if others did not provoke him, he would not take the initiative to trouble others. Xiao Yan

Yan doesn't mind killing people, especially in this world where strength is valued, killing people will not put any burden on him. But he is also not a murderer, venting his pain on the pain of others.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Xiao Yan paid the money and said to Murong Qingcheng.

"Yeah." Murong Qingcheng smiled.



In a certain street of Holy Spirit City, Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and said: "Tomorrow I will return to the academy. One month later I will enter the core simulation area for the Linglong Fruit. I may have to spend a year in it.

It’s almost ten years outside, so please take care of yourself.”

Xiao Yan's tone was a little reluctant, but also a little helpless. In Huihe Prison, Xiao Yan, who had never been afraid of the heat or cold, suddenly felt a little scared at this moment. I am afraid that great changes will occur in ten years. Xiao Yan

Yan had no way of predicting what would happen. He was a little afraid that he would collapse if something like this happened again.

"Then be careful. In fact, you don't have to worry. After you come out, part of the memory about where you were will be erased, so you don't have to worry." Murong Qingcheng said.

"What? Some of the memories inside will be deleted." Xiao Yan found it incredible. Doesn't it mean that no matter what important things happened inside, he would not remember them after they come out.

"Don't you know? After you come out, part of your memory will be deleted. That part of the memory is about your partners and enemies. That is to say, if one of your partners dies inside before you come out, then what is inside about you?

Everything about him will be deleted from everyone's memory. However, your ability to adapt will not disappear, and your fixed thinking pattern will also be reduced. Otherwise, once you form a fixed thinking pattern in the real ancient ruins, then you will

It is very likely that you will be injured. However, the things you get inside are yours. Otherwise, if you fight inside, the major families will hate each other, but the memory has been wiped out, and no one will remember what happened inside. So what do you want?

I don’t know who to seek revenge from. Didn’t Brother Qingfeng tell you?" Murong Qingcheng said.

It took Xiao Yan a long time to calm down his emotions. No wonder Murong Qingfeng said that it would be very cruel inside, and there would be no need to take into account the background of other families. This would be a hunting war, a hunting war under various special conditions.

Xiao Yan exhaled a breath of turbidity. It was good this way. He didn't have to worry about others settling the scores.

Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan, her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something but still didn't say anything.



Xiao Yan and Murong Qingcheng walked to the residence of the Murong family. At this time, Murong Qingcheng was so moving that Xiao Yan was a little distracted. He wanted to hold this girl in his arms and cherish her. But there seemed to be some force stopping her.

He didn't let him get close to Murong Qingcheng, who seemed to be two moving figures, one with a charming posture, and the other with a luxurious appearance. To have such a beautiful wife in life was already favored by God, so how could he be more greedy for beauty.

What's more... Even though he had made up his mind before in Violation Prison, he was still shaken at this time. Xiao Yan has always been a decisive person. He decisively rejected both the little medical fairy and Yun Yun. Their faces and

His strength far exceeded that of Murong Qingcheng, but Murong Qingcheng seemed to have a unique charm that made him unable to refuse even though he had a heart of stone. Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a lament.

"I'm back to the academy. Take care of yourself and take care of yourself." Xiao Yan said to Murong Qingcheng.

"Well, take care." Murong Qingcheng seemed to sense Xiao Yan's emotional changes and just replied softly.

Xiao Yan turned around and left. Murong Qingcheng watched Xiao Yan walk towards the school with a trace of reluctance and sadness in his eyes. Suddenly Xiao Yan seemed to feel Murong Qingcheng's sadness, and seemed to remember something, and said to Murong Qingcheng: "Once upon a time

There was a boy who had a girlfriend. One day he gave his girlfriend a rose. His girlfriend kissed him on the face and he ran away. Why is this?"

"Huh?" Murong Qingcheng was stunned, obviously not knowing why Xiao Yan suddenly asked such a question.

"Who ran away?" Murong Qingcheng asked.

"The boy ran away." Xiao Yan said.

"Are you sure it's not a girl?" Murong Qingcheng seemed to have thought of something, and there was even a trace of crimson on her face.

Under Murong Qingcheng's gaze, Xiao Yan nodded confidently.

"Then he must have something urgent to do!" Murong Qingcheng replied seriously.

"No, keep guessing."

"That's because he's shy."

"No, keep guessing."

"I can't guess it. I'm stupid. Just tell me." Murong Qingcheng shook her head and said.

"I'm going back to school. I guess we won't see each other for a while. The next time we meet, I may not see you until I come out of the school's core simulation area. You can guess for yourself. I'm leaving." Xiao Yan said

After that, he walked towards the front.

In his previous life, Xiao Yan liked this story very much. Although there are no sweet words in this story, it gives people a strange warmth, which is unexpected but reasonable. But it is a pity that this is a tragedy, so this story

It’s also good to use now.

Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan, and for some reason he felt worried. It seemed that this would be the last time he saw Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's back gradually disappeared from the street.



At this time, everyone in the Noble Elite Academy seems to be busy with their own work. Although they don't have much communication with each other, there is a solemn atmosphere here, like soldiers who are about to enter the battlefield.

The pressure to fight to the death makes people breathless.

The Academy of Noble Elites has existed for many years, and there have been many times in history when the Academy was admitted in advance, but this time it seems to be even more special than before.

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