Winter Flower

Chapter 9

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Time seemed to have forgotten to flow by his side, and Snow Grass was stunned in Su Mo's arms for a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses, pushed him away, and said with a clear cough, "Come in first."

Closing the door, Snow Grass asked while making the bed, "The city gate is locked, how did you get in?"

"I came in before the gate was locked, and I just kept looking for you."

He didn't know which inn she would stay in, so he had to ask one by one in the whole city... Snow Grass made the bed and turned to look at Su Mo, perhaps because the candlelight in the room was too soft, perhaps because of doubts in his heart Unable to hold back any longer, Yukusa asked, "Why are you being so nice to me now? Three years ago..." Why was she able to push her off the cliff so ruthlessly.

Snow Grass didn't explain, but Su Mo could already understand what she meant.

Three years ago, for the sake of greater power and ambition, he wanted to marry Jiang Qingqing, the daughter of the leader of the alliance. Jiang Qingqing did not like the snow grass and forced him to push the snow grass down the cliff with his own hands. At that time, he was full of lust for power and couldn't let go. When he gave up Snow Grass, he thought that what he gave up was just a chess piece, but he never thought that this chess piece would wake him up in the cold nights and cause him pain.

Su Mofang knows what is the word love and what is deep love. He sent someone to look for him, but he couldn't find anyone. Su Mo wished he could chop off his own hand, wished he could turn the time and kill his past self.

But the most steadfast thing is the years. If he doesn't regret the beginning, he can only regret it.

Now, God seems to be kinder all of a sudden, let him see Snow Grass again, how could he dare to be neglected again.

"Xuecao knows what is lost and regained." Su Mo lowered his eyes and said quietly, "I'm just afraid of losing again."

Seeing Su Mo's expression, Snow Grass looked away, and it would be meaningless to ask again. The answer was that I didn't understand it at the time, but I understand it now, and there are so many reasons in life that can be explained. It's like she doesn't know what she wants to be with Su Mo now...

In the early morning of the next day, Su Mo and Snow Grass went to the market to buy the necessities of life. Just as he was about to go up the mountain after leaving the city, Su Mo suddenly stopped Snow Grass: "Your hair is loose." He turned to his side and reached out to arrange her hair for Snow Grass.

For a moment, Snow Grass felt loose in her hair, Su Mo pulled out the wooden hairpin on her head and threw it straight in one direction. Hearing a scream, the man in Tsing Yi who was hiding in the tree fell to the ground. Xuecao was startled, and when she turned to look, the man had the hairpin that Su Mo took off her head just now between his eyebrows, and his breath was gone.

Xuecao turned to look at him, and saw that Su Mo was still looking at her with a squinting smile: "Don't be afraid of Xuecao, it's just one or two killers that followed." He stroked Xuecao's hair, "Look back at me. I'll carve a hairpin for you."

He is still the ruthless Sect Master of Qingluo Sect, and he will not be relentless when it is time to kill. It's just that Su Mo like this inevitably made her feel a little scared.

Snow Grass asked softly, "When did martial arts resume?"

"It hasn't disappeared."

Snow Grass tightened her palms and asked again, "Why did the killer want to kill you?"

Su Mo was stunned for a while, then replied, "Jiang Qingqing is dead, I killed him."

Xuecao looked up at him, her eyes widened in disbelief. In this way, the person who was chasing Su Mo was actually the leader of the alliance, and the destruction of Qingluomen might have been the initiative of the alliance. He married Jiang Qingqing and strengthened the Qingluo Sect. He was already on the verge of standing at the peak of the martial arts. Why...

And kill his... wife

Su Mo didn't say anything, just shook his head and held Xuecao's hand in his palm: "Let's go back."

The days with Snow Grass seem to be exchanged for the blessings of his next life, and he doesn't want to waste it on anything.