"You haven't slept yet?" Qianqian didn't even look at him. She directly picked up the tea cup in front of her and tasted it carefully. These tea leaves were produced in the medicinal field, but these were just inferior ones. Those high-end tea leaves were It takes some time, so recently she just makes do.
"Isn't it the same for you?" Mu Chenxuan sat down gently, then poured himself a cup of tea without politeness, and took a sip, "I didn't expect your tea to be good, right?" He smiled softly. After a moment, he poured another glass.
"How long do you plan to keep us?" Qian Qian turned her head and looked at Mu Chenxuan, who was drinking tea leisurely.
Mu Chenxuan smiled, "Then we have to see if your performance can satisfy me."
"You just came to see me. It has nothing to do with them. I hope you won't hurt them." Qian Qian looked at Mu Chenxuan. At this time, her face showed no joy or worry, and was unusually calm.
"Are you from the Butterfly Clan?" Mu Chenxuan was startled when he heard Qian Qian's words. Then he seemed to remember something and looked at Qian Qian in shock and surprise.
"Yes." Qianqian turned her head, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it all. In her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of the bright moon hanging in the sky. At this time, the bright moon was as cold as everything in the world. It has nothing to do with it.
Seeing Qian Qian like this, Mu Chenxuan suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked at Qian Qian, "Not only will I not hurt you, I will also personally send you to Penglai Island."
After hearing Mu Chenxuan's words, Qian Qian looked at him strangely.
"I didn't sense your aura. I guess there must be something hiding the aura in you. Moreover, I also know that you are very close to Aventurine Yan. However, I want to remind you that it is best to stay away from Aventurine Yan. A little." This time, Mu Chenxuan's words were very soft.
Qian Qian looked at Mu Chenxuan, stunned, and then smiled slightly. "Why?"
Mu Chenxuan was also startled. He never expected that Qian Qian would actually say such a sentence, but after thinking about it carefully, he had a rough guess. He smiled softly, stood up, and looked towards the sky. Yuan Yue said, "You don't know the details of Donglingyan, and he has been your support these days, so they will believe him. But, what if I tell you that his purpose is for you?"
Qian Qian sneered, "So what? Aren't each of you doing it for me? Aventurine Yan is so good to us, so it must be better than those of you who are chasing us."
"Qianqian?" Mu Chenxuan suddenly came to Qianqian's eyes, almost face to face with her. This scene made Qianqian Dai frown slightly, and she moved back.
"Qianqian, Donglingyan is not what you think. Do you know why those people are chasing him?"
"That's because he knows a secret." Qian Qian said calmly.
Mu Chenxuan was startled for a moment. He didn't expect, really didn't expect, that Donglingyan would actually give them such a powerful drug. It seemed that they were the only ones looking up to Donglingyan. He still needs more efforts.
"So, do you know that secret?" Mu Chenxuan looked at Qian Qian. He still didn't believe that Dong Lingyan could tell Qian Qian such a major secret.
But, next, his expression became even more shocked, because he saw Qian Qian nodded. What did that mean? Dong Lingyan told Qian Qian that secret? !
"Don't even think about asking me what the secret is. I promised him that I won't tell anyone." Qian Qian looked at Mu Chenxuan coldly.
"It turns out that he has already done it." Mu Chenxuan took a deep breath. The night was as cold as water, but at this time, his heart was already colder than this night. He knew that Mu Chenxuan could no longer exist. , after returning home in a while, they will tell Wang that Donglingyan's position in their hearts is no longer something that Wang and he can shake.
"Did it? What did you do?" Qian Qian was startled. However, before Qian Qian came to her senses, she suddenly felt that something seemed to have left her sleeve. She quickly looked around, but was shocked to find that something was hidden in her sleeve. The psychic jade flute in Yu's sleeve disappeared. Then, when he looked at Mu Chenxuan, he saw the emerald green psychic jade flute in his hand. "What do you want to do?" Qian Qian's face was cold.
"Psychic, it's actually a psychic." Mu Chenxuan murmured, gently stroking the psychic in his hand, "Psychic, where have you been these years? How are you doing?" Mu Chenxuan at this time It was like seeing a long-lost friend. However, the psychic lay motionless in his hands.
Qian Qian looked at Mu Chenxuan's expression and then looked at the psychic. It was strange, but it seemed that Mu Chenxuan was the master of the psychic before.
"With the psychic covering your aura, there is nothing surprising." Mu Chenxuan sighed and returned the psychic to Qian Qian.
"Have you known psychics before?" Qian Qian looked at Mu Chenxuan. The sadness in Mu Chenxuan's eyes did not escape Qian Qian's eyes.
"It originally belonged to a woman named Ruoyi." Mu Chenxuan sighed, looking at the moonlight in the night sky, as if there were bits and pieces of the past in the bright full moon.
"Ruoyi?!" Qian Qian was shocked, that absolutely beautiful woman? Although she is the mother of her body, she is still a little attached to her. After all, she is her mother, and she, who has never received maternal love, cherishes this maternal love.
Qian Qian stood up, stood with Mu Chenxuan, and looked at the full moon in the night sky.
"She is a beautiful woman, but unfortunately, I have never seen her." Mu Chenxuan sighed.
Qian Qian looked at him, but from the side, he was so handsome, and at this time, there was a touch of sadness in that handsomeness.
That year, I don’t know how long it was, and that year, Mu Chenxuan’s father, Mu Yiling, was only eight years old, and that place was also an unusually quiet small village. There were several mountains around the village, and the people in the village were all They make a living by hunting.
Mu Yiling was often bullied by several children in the same village, but there was nothing he could do about it. He only had one mother and he had never met his father. For this reason, Mu Yiling's mother often sobbed late at night.
On this day, the sky was clear and the air was clear, and the small village was as quiet as usual.
"You are a bastard."
"Yes, a bastard."
A group of children yelled at Mu Yiling, but at this time Mu Yiling was already bruised and purple, with faint bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth.
"I'm not, I'm not." Mu Yiling resisted, but he was alone, and he was only eight years old. The people around him were all teenagers, the oldest was thirteen years old. .
"You are, you are." One of the ten-year-old children looked at Mu Yiling. At this time, there was contempt and disdain in his eyes.
"I said I wasn't." Mu Yiling looked at the children in front of him. At this time, there was already annoyance in his eyes.
"What about your dad?"
"Yes, calling your father out means that you are not."
"You are a wretch, and so is your mother."
"That's right."
Mu Yiling looked at the group of people in front of him talking and clenching his fists tighter and tighter. Suddenly, he pounced on a child, the child who was talking about his mother. He pinched the child's neck hard, and the child was only eleven years old and slightly thin.
As his strength grew stronger, Mu Yiling seemed to want to vent all the anger in his heart, pinching the child hard.