Mo Qingyan's strength has improved too quickly, and in only ten years, she has stood at a height that she can't reach.
She and Young Master Su really matched well.
But Meng Liuli was not reconciled. She liked someone for the first time, but why didn't she even start, it was over
She had always thought that she was no worse than Mo Qingyan, but now she saw Mo Qingyan, she realized.
She was so wrong.
Mo Qingyan was not something she could match, she lost at the beginning, because Young Master Su had never looked at her.
Meng Liuli's mouth was full of bitterness. After thinking it through, she let go of her obsession and felt a lot more relaxed.
"I lost, you can go in."
After thinking about it, Meng Liuli let them in.
Mo Qingyan glanced at her and asked when she passed Meng Liuli. "why?"
"I used to be very unwilling, but after seeing you, I found out that you really are the only one who deserves to stand next to him."
She has her pride, she will not become a stranger for a man who doesn't like herself.
"You are very acquainted. Good luck."
Mo Qingyan left these words and walked in.
Lian Po and Feng Fentian glanced at each other, and both gave her a look of "good luck".
Meng Liuli was at a loss.
After going down to the eighth floor and seeing all the monsters guarding the stairs, Meng Liuli understood the meaning of Mo Qingyan's words.
Here, how is she going to get out
After seeing Meng Liuli, the beasts shrank back in fear and looked at her with horror.
Meng Liuli looked inexplicable.
In order to determine if Warcraft was afraid of her, Meng Liuli took a few steps forward, and all the Warcraft immediately took a few steps back.
Huh
Meng Liuli walked out with an inexplicable expression, a little weirdly safe along the way.
Until she left the Tower of Time, Meng Liuli still felt inexplicable.
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"Qingyan, why do you want to help her?"
Lian Po asked a little puzzled.
Just now he saw Mo Qingyan split his breath and put it on Meng Liuli's body.
Those monsters just smelled the familiar aura before letting Meng Liuli pass.
"I like the name Meng Liuli, and I don't want this name to disappear."
Mo Qingyan turned and glanced at the corridor, his eyes were meaningful.
Entering inside, Su Xuanye sat at the table, smiling at them.
With tender thoughts flowing in his eyes, he looked at Mo Qingyan with tender eyes.
Mo Qingyan was stunned when he saw Manwu's portrait of himself.
These portraits... Are they all painted by himself one by one
For ten years, I painted one portrait every day, more than 3,000 portraits, can you imagine the shock of seeing the past at a glance
"Su, I'm here."
When he walked to the handsome man standing, Mo Qingyan leaned slightly, pressed his face against his chest, closed his eyes, and relaxed his whole body and mind.
"Thanks for your hard work, Yan."
The corner of his mouth bends softly, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly, and stroked her face with his fingers pityingly.
Lian Po and Feng Fentian looked at each other with bitterness in their eyes.
Tacitly turned around and walked out, leaving space for the two of them to be alone.
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Because she liked the name Meng Liuli more, she didn't let her die in the end.
Mengmeng suddenly discovered something, 220,000 words, and Su and Yan had never even kissed each other!
Even pulling a little hand... Seems like nothing
Su Yan = Su Yan
Well, they are destined to be together.