There was a hint of threat in Mo Yunye's eyes. Luo Qianhua obeyed and kept silent, thinking that it was really difficult to compete with Tianjun for his future in heaven for the sake of others who had nothing to do with him. Such a flattering thing, so he looked back at Yixue with a smile, and subconsciously comforted him: "Anyway, the ghost king has been chasing you lately, why don't you just obey him?"
The grass on the wall fell from both ends, maybe it was a certain hedgehog.
As soon as these words came out, Yi Xue's white teeth were slightly open, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her face was twisted in unbelievable pain, just like a person who had been sold by Luo Qianhua, and was in jail unable to save himself.
But Luo Qianhua's bad idea made Mo Yunye very optimistic. He actually nodded seriously from the side and asked Yixue: "This is a good marriage. If you are willing, how about I hold the red thread for you?" ? Brother and sister Han Ge and Han Ying have been crying and clamoring for a marriage with Heaven. It’s no longer just a day or two."
Perhaps he was referring to a certain king who was ruthless and heartless. Last time, Mo Yunye used Yi Xue as a shield to block Han Ying's infatuated arrow, but now he used another cold sword to pierce it with his own hands. Yi Xue's hope.
There was a crash, and Luo Qianhua almost heard the tragic end of Yixue's exquisite heart being shattered into pieces.
So stumbling and stumbling, Yi Xue didn't want to delay here anymore. She held on to the nine-curved ring fence and rushed out of the back garden as if to escape. Before turning around, she endured the great sadness in her heart and did not fall. A tear comes.
After a while, Luo Qianhua shook her head with compassion and sighed: "I am really a sinner!"
Mo Yunye was speechless, but he turned his face away from her behind her, with a half-hearted smile on his lips: When did he become so numb? After hurting Yixue with great pain, Can you still laugh
"You! You made me unable to be a matchmaker and ended up being the person who beat the mandarin ducks. So, follow me back to the Baiyuan Garden immediately and see how my gentian flower blooms gorgeously in front of you!" Don't forget to come here! Purpose, while the sun was rising, Luo Qianhua couldn't bear to let Mo Yunye miss the moment that changed his life's destiny.
It is true that Zailuo Qianhua thought that the gentian flower could survive.
Therefore, in front of Mo Yunye and Hange's eyes, Luo Qianhua carefully pulled out the gentian flower from the chaotic mud and planted it in the barren land. Seeing that the gentian flower had no tendency to wither, Luo Qianhua naturally started to flutter. He said: "Look! You are alive, aren't you? How full of vitality and vitality!"
Before he finished speaking, the enchanting blue petals of the gentian flower withered and withered gorgeously as the sun poured down on them.
Luo Qianhua was startled, then shocked, and hurriedly rushed over to save the dying life at all costs, but Mo Yunye pulled her back: "Don't waste it, it's all in vain! I planted it In a thousand years, not even a blade of grass can survive.”
Luo Qianhua doesn’t believe it! At worst, she had to sacrifice her five hundred years of spiritual power to save Gentianhua, and then she could get five hundred years of pure immortal spiritual power from Mo Yunye's body, which would be even worse than what she had now. , plus being able to see the true face of the Flower God, Luo Qianhua feels that this kind of deal is not to be missed!
Thinking of this, he pounced forward even more fiercely. Mo Yunye held on tight and refused to let go. Hange was even more decisive. He flattened the gentian flower that still had a breath of spirit left with his foot and crushed it with several steps. It was shattered into pieces with no possibility of recovery. Then he blinked his charming peach blossom eyes at the furious Luo Qianhua and said with a smile: "Huahua, this land died a thousand years ago. Your flowers are just relying on The vitality that has been sustained for a while by the chaotic mud just now will definitely not last long." (To be continued)