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The people have fallen into a deep sleep.

The sound of even breathing accompanied by the crackling of the campfire brightens the night.

It's late at night.

Suddenly, a cold night wind blew, and Yang Qian, who was already asleep, woke up with a shiver.

sat up slowly, but where Qingluo was, she was gone.

Yang Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around, but the grass was deep, swaying with the breeze, but he didn't see Qingluo.

"Where?" Yang Qianlian got up.

Glancing at the sleeping Qian Duoduo and the others, he didn't want to disturb them. So he decided to go to Qingluo alone.

Qingluo looked sullen along the way, maybe he had something on his mind, and went quietly alone.

Yang Qian suddenly noticed the traces of people walking on the grass in the eastward direction on the grassland, Yang Qian snorted lightly, and followed the traces of the grass all the way.

Yang Qian doesn't know how long he has been walking, maybe there is a time for an incense plant.

The flat grassland suddenly slopes sharply downward, taking on the shape of a steep slope.

And at the very top of the slope, Yang Qian found Qingluo's figure.

At this moment, Qing Luo was sitting on the grass, looking at the bottom of the slope, just with his back to Yang Qian.

She seemed to be thinking about something, so much so that Yang Qian had already arrived behind her, and she didn't notice it.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Qian slowly sat down beside Qing Luo and sat side by side with Qing Luo. He didn't look at Qingluo, but looked at the bottom of the steep slope like Qingluo.

Grass is green.

Swaying in the wind.

Hearing Yang Qian's voice, Qing Luo's body trembled slightly, and he slowly turned his gaze and glanced at Yang Qian.

But she quickly looked away again, looking down the slope again.

She did not answer Yang Qian's question.

She wanted to open up to Yang Qian, but she didn't know where to start for a while.

For some reason, Yang Qian's arrival made her heart suddenly warm.

The sorrow on his face was a little lighter.

Qingluo didn't answer, so there was a brief silence between the two.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qian asked quietly: "Looking at the way you are worried today, what are you thinking?" ”

Qing Luo glanced at the starry sky and raised the bottle of fireflies that Xue Wu had given her in his hand.

"I just suddenly remembered my family." Qingluo was silent for a long time before suddenly speaking.

Yang Qian heard the choking in Qingluo's words, and he guessed that there must be a past behind this.

Qingluo is a well-known cold woman in the Liuyun Sect, a goddess-like existence. She always rejects people thousands of miles away, cold as ice, and rarely speaks.

She never said a word about her past, so except for a few elders in the sect, they didn't know much about Qingluo's background.

"I rarely hear you talk about your family." Yang Qian looked at Qingluo.

Vaguely, Yang Qian had a hunch that Qing Luo might tell him something about his past.

Qing Luo's face was as pale as frost, and he held the palm of the jade hand containing the fireflies, and he worked a little harder.

"You...... Want to hear my story? Qingluo was silent for a while, and then asked in a voice that only Yang Qian could hear.

As soon as she said this, Yang Qian's body couldn't help but be shocked. He was a little surprised, but at the same time expected.

When he said such a thing, even Qingluo himself was slightly surprised.

Why do you have the urge to tell him everything?

Qingluo frowned slightly.

Recalling the moment she was with Yang Qian, Qing Luo was surprised to find that as long as Yang Qian was by her side, she had a strong sense of security. She couldn't help but want to talk to him and share some of her past with him.

She was also surprised to find that she had an indescribable affection for Yang Qian.

After speaking, Qing Luo fell silent again. This time the silence was accompanied by her speeding heart.

He wanted to hear Yang Qian's affirmative answer, but at the same time he was worried that Yang Qian would give an affirmative answer.

That kind of inner contradiction made her look a little unnatural.

Yang Qian looked at Qingluo and said slowly: "As long as you believe me, I will be your listener." ”

Hearing Yang Qian's answer, a touch of joy passed through Qingluo's heart, but at the same time, it was a little heavier.

Do you really want to tell him?

Qingluo hesitated.

But this hesitation did not last long, and he slowly spoke: "When I was five years old, I left my parents. Strictly speaking, it should be my parents who left me......"

Qingluo's voice was very soft and soft, as if he had returned to that long time, that sad time.

"Are your parents gone?" Yang Qian was a little surprised.

He didn't know if Qingluo's parents had abandoned her or left this world.

"To protect me, they left this world forever." Qingluo's expression was full of sadness.

Yang Qian was able to understand Qingluo's pain.

Isn't he going through that kind of pain?

Suddenly, Yang Qian found a resonance in Qingluo.

For some reason, he suddenly had the idea of protecting Qingluo forever. Make her happy, let her forget the sad memories...... The woman, who has always been as cold as ice and is regarded as a goddess by the male disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect, actually gave rise to a strong desire to protect.

This is unprecedented.

"Do you know why I'm sullen this day?" Qing Luo asked suddenly.

Yang Qian was slightly stunned and said, "Is it because you think of your family?" ”

Qingluo nodded slightly, "Sort of." Away from the city of fire is where my family is, and all the happy times until the age of five are spent there. There are all my good memories, but also all the sad ones......"

"Did anything happen after that?" Yang Qian vaguely guessed something.

The reason why Qingluo was sullen was that Yang Qian finally figured it out.

It turned out that it was the departure from the Fire City that evoked Qingluo's sad memories.

The night breeze blows gently.

Qing Luo's body trembled slightly in the cold wind, and he couldn't help but gently hug his body a little to resist the cold night wind.

Seeing this, Yang Qian took off his coat without hesitation and put it on Qingluo's shoulder.

"It's going to be a little warmer." Yang Qian said softly.

Qingluo's heart warmed slightly, and said, "But you ......"

"I'm okay." Before Qingluo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Qian.

Just as Yang Qian understands Qing Luo's character, Qing Luo also knows Yang Qian.

So she didn't refuse Yang Qian's clothes.

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Qingluo continued: "Things have to start from my birth. The city is a special city. Although it is not prosperous, the people there are exceptionally simple and kind. ”

"Lihuo City is gradually evolved from the Lihuo tribe, and because of this, the people of Lihuo City are born with a fire attribute mutation physique, a Lihuo physique. My parents are both direct descendants of the Fire Clan, and they are very affectionate. His father was cultivated by the family as the lord of the Fire City, and his future was bright. But since I was born, everything has changed......"

Qing Luo's face turned a little pale, showing a look of pain.

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