Blame, blame, Qianmo Qingcheng is a person with affection. Look
Only ruthless, will be ruthless, only ruthless will resist the temptation of family affection!
Looking lightly, he saw the white figure, Luo Xue...
Ask yourself, Qianmo Qingcheng has affection, what about him
Is it ruthless or sentimental
If it is ruthless, how can you be moved to her
A bitter smile was pulled by his mouth, his eyes dimmed a little, and he laughed at himself. After all, he was not a ruthless person. He did all this for the word of'love'.
He likes to be ruthless, but he has compassion for her. Is this contradictory
In the black hall, Qianmo Qingcheng slowly opened his gleaming purple eyes. For some reason, his face was a little pale.
Yun Luoxue held a heart and stared at his back.
She didn't know what Qianmo Qingcheng saw or what he experienced.
Turning his eyes slightly, he turned to look at Yun Luoxue, "Luo Xue..."
Yun Luoxue walked slowly to Qianmo Qingcheng, raised her face and looked at him, "Qingcheng, are you all right?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng nodded, feeling very sorry for what happened just now, and didn't even know Luo Xue.
The fragments of unfamiliar memory fragments in his mind still exist, but they are a little vague. He tried to think about it, but some of them couldn't recall, it was very vague, like a layer of tulle.
Looking at Yun Luoxue's shoulder with his eyebrows down, he probed his hand and covered it: "Does it hurt?"
Yun Luoxue shook her head, looked indifferent, and smiled briskly, "It doesn't hurt at all, but fortunately your strength is very small, otherwise I will be beaten to death by you."
Qian Mo Qingcheng nodded Yun Luoxue's little nose, and hugged her in his arms distressedly, wishing to hold her for the rest of her life and protect her for the rest of her life.
"Okay, let's go. As for Ziluo Bingjing..." Yun Luoxue didn't say anything before she said it.
Qianmo Qingcheng took Yun Luoxue's hand and walked towards the front of the hall, saying as he walked: "Ziluo Ice Crystal is a legendary spiritual creature, it is expected that it will not be obtained, it's fine."
Yun Luoxue just nodded, bowed her head in silence.
She is very depressed.
At the same time, the doubts in my heart are like blooming flowers, opening bigger and bigger.
Qian Mo Qingcheng took Yun Luoxue's hand and walked step by step, feeling heavy in his heart, not because of that moment of memory, but thinking of Ye Shuihan's intentions.
When they came this time, he didn't believe Ye Shuihan was just to let him know the memory of this moment.
Without the power of this family, he would not be summoned to come to this temple.
Since there is intention to lead them, there must be no trace of danger here.
Stopping, Qian Mo Qingcheng looked at the crystal platform behind him, at this moment there was nothing on the crystal platform.
Turned around and shook his head, maybe he was worried. Just thinking about leaving, Qianmo Qingcheng only felt a small breath coming through the air, approaching Luo Xue.
Qian Mo Qingcheng stopped abruptly, turned around, and suddenly hugged Yun Luoxue from behind.
The almost invisible white breath instantly entered Qianmo Qingcheng's body.
Yun Luoxue was thinking about Ye Shuihan's intentions, but without paying attention to the surrounding situation, she was suddenly held in her arms by Qianmo Qingcheng, Yun Luoxue raised her eyebrows.
In his arms, Yun Luoxue raised her head and turned to look at the man behind him: "Qingcheng, what are you doing?"