Due to the complete destruction of Gentian Flower, Mo Yunye also took advantage of the situation and let go of Luo Qianhua, who was struggling wildly. However, at that moment, Qianhua's small universe went berserk: "You are all the supreme beings of the heaven and the ghost world with strong spiritual power and nowhere to spend money." King, unlike me who was born as a little hedgehog, I have to pay an unimaginable price if I want to reach a high level like you. Now that I finally have a chance, you have to kill those who gave me alms with your own hands. What's the difference between doing this and lifting me up into the clouds and then falling down? It's better to just let me be an idiot at the bottom of a well for the rest of my life!"
Hange couldn't understand that Qianhua would be so excited. After struggling for a while, he still hesitated to speak. When Qianhua was jumping up and down in anger, Mo Yunye gently made a move to pull her into his arms.
It is true that this ambiguous action should not be done casually to a strange woman, but Mo Yunye's heart palpitated subconsciously, and he had to take off his hand after being surprised by Luo Qianhua's pushing.
Qianhua, on the other hand, was extremely embarrassed and was bounced away by an involuntary force, and accidentally fell onto the edge of the jade stone of the six-petal lotus pond.
Anger, injustice, mania... I had all kinds of mixed feelings, but at that moment, when I saw the broken pieces of duckweed in the rippling water, and saw my beautiful and enchanting face, I was stunned!
It's obviously a plum blossom stamp on his forehead, so why can this pool of stagnant water reflect his true face? So... Luo Qianhua raised her eyes, and the stone statue covered with white vines was at the front. As long as she stood up a little and looked up, she could see her reflection.
So without any further hesitation, I followed the reflection of the stone statue and looked intently. Suddenly... I was shocked!
At that moment, the sun was blazing and its light was like fire.
There were no white vines, and above the graceful figure, there was only a face as cold and charming as falling snow without a trace.
Luo Qianhua just froze on the spot, maintaining her fallen posture, embarrassed and trembling at the same time.
Needless to say, Hange who was beside him was heartless, but Mo Yunye seemed to have noticed something. He approached quickly and pulled up Luo Qianhua who was in a daze.
Qianhua immediately closed her lips that were slightly open in surprise, and asked with an innocent frown on her face as she stared at Mo Yunye.
At that time, the sun was slightly tilted, and after the peak of Yang Qi of the day, Qianhua clearly saw that his reflection in the water waves had once again restored a shriveled human skin mask.
Only that moment, a dream-like moment, made Luo Qianhua's mind extremely clear-headed, yet contradictory and irrational.
Regardless of whether Mo Yunye realized the truth of his sudden freeze, regardless of the five hundred years of spiritual power, Qianhua no longer needed to plant flowers.
"Huahua, what's wrong with you?" Hange thought that Luo Qianhua had broken his head when Mo Yunye pulled and let go. At that time, he stepped forward and pushed away his hand that was supporting Qianhua, and his movements of holding Luo Qianhua tight were smooth and smooth. His face was not red and his heart was not beating. Naturally, Mo Yunye's heart was inexplicably twitched. However, Luo Qianhua didn't shy away from being hugged by the man. She was stunned in Han Ge's arms. She didn't know if she really fell. Bad brain.
"You go, you go, Hua Hua will be taken care of by me, go ahead and do what you have to do!" After only a moment of anxiety, Hange began to chase people away, as if this square garden had been contracted by his ghost world. This is not a place where Mo Yunye, an uninvited guest, should stay for a long time.
Although Mo Yunye was worried, after taking a deep look at Luo Qianhua and seeing the hollow indifference in her deep cut pupils, he left in dismay.
Knowing that no one can plant a single flower or tree on the land that Luo Qian abandoned with his death, he frantically forced an elf to stay in the heaven to try a miracle. Now the reality is cruelly revealed in a desperate situation where there is no possibility of resurrection. Many struggles were in vain. The pain in Mo Yunye's heart at this moment was not as severe as usual.
Is he too naive, or is Luo Qian's hatred still unresolved after a thousand years
Walking back to Yunqi Palace with frivolous steps, Mo Yunye looked like a walking corpse whose blood and tears had been drained. The invisible damage originated from a thousand years ago, and now that he has regained it, it is still as painful as ever...
However, compared to his despair, Luo Qianhua's heart was agitated, and she hurried back to Donghuang Mountain without having time to talk to Hange in detail. (To be continued)