This night was the second time in thousands of years that Mo Baici suffered from insomnia. The first time was when he calculated his own catastrophe.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was filled with that sweet smile, like a warm wind blowing into his heart without warning.
Ah, it turns out that this is what it feels like to move one's heart.
A hundred years ago, the love disaster in his life was just a mirror image.
But now, he knows that everything is not over yet.
For him, this is just the beginning...
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Three days later, the date of departure from Haihun Death Lake.
Luo Qingchen prepared everything and walked to the main hall.
She held a piece of Yue Ying Shang in her hand and decided to return it to Mo Bai Ci.
But the moment Mo Baici saw it, he frowned and said, "You're not wearing any?"
"I..." Luo Qingchen bit her lip and said, "I heard from Shaoqing..."
"Put it on." He almost didn't give her any chance to speak, but said to her with a serious look: "The Sea Soul Death Lake is not something just anyone can go to. Since I said I will protect you, I will naturally do it. ."
In fact, she didn't know that there was a trace of dissatisfaction deep in his heart.
People who have always been indifferent to the world will also feel hidden emotions in their hearts because the first gift they gave was rejected.
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the outside of the palace. As I walked, I kept telling myself: I must wear it.
She thought about it for a long time in the side hall, and finally put Yueying's clothes neatly into the package.
After all, she still couldn't do it and let others bear all her pain. There is really no way to accept this feeling of putting someone else's life on your own.
Before setting off, she knew that she and Mo Baici were not the only ones going to the Sea Soul Death Swamp this time.
There are also Li Jinfeng and Yan Ruoyao.
Both of their eyes fell on her at the same time.
Although the emotions expressed by these two gazes are very different.
Li Jinfeng half-squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Qingchen not far away. She changed from the cherry blossom colored skirt she always wore in the past to a moon white long skirt, with three thousand blue silk hanging down her waist, and a cherry blossom white jade hairpin stuck diagonally on her head.
Her brows and eyes were clear and carefree, but they were different from when she was by his side a hundred years ago. Li Jinfeng was the only one in her eyes.
Now she is standing next to the legendary cold and aloof Master of Destiny, looking so well matched.
Deep in his heart was filled with different emotions, a woman who had been doted on by him for a whole hundred years. Suddenly one day, it became different.
She suddenly became dazzling, became out of reach, became...
indifferent.
The look in her eyes when she looked at him was no longer that solemn and certain. But almost not even a glance fell on him... indifferently.
As for Ruoyao, resentment, unwillingness, jealousy, and all kinds of emotions spread in her heart, but she couldn't do anything with the Century Action.
After all, who in this Tianchui Continent can touch the people around Mo Baici.
"Starting from here, it takes about three days to walk with a sword to reach the Sea Soul Death Lake." Mo Baici's cold voice came, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
"Sir Bai Ci, do you really think that the Linglong Ring can help us find the Xuankongju holy object, the Star Sword?" Yan Ruoyao's tone was slightly disdainful, but her expression showed a serious inquiry.
"Yeah." Mo Bai spoke concisely and concisely.
A simple word, but full of momentum.
Xing Jun heard the words and then said: "The God of the Stars once made it clear that there is telepathy between ancient artifacts. If you want to find the Star Sword, you must have the same artifact as a traction, otherwise it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Ruoyao, do you understand? "
"It's... Ruoyao was offended." Yan Ruoyao hurriedly lowered her head, unwilling to admit her mistake. (To be continued)