The answer, of course, is to answer no, and Ji Wushen is not a fool. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"No, if you really think that my breakthrough so quickly is because of the exercises, in fact, I can also give you a reasonable explanation." Thinking that she was going to leave anyway, Ji Wushen naturally didn't mind whether Feng Qichen loved or hated her.

Sure enough, when he said this, a trace of disappointment crossed his eyes.

And then more apathy.

Yes, when he looked at Ji Wushen, there was no longer any warmth in his eyes, it was indifference.

It's as if the person in front of him is no longer the person who has been with him for a hundred years, but a stranger.

Even strangers are not counted, after all, in the face of strangers, the wind and dust are also indifferent.

"Explain." Feng Qichen said coldly.

Ji Wushen chuckled, not caring how he felt now.

But because of this, she also understood.

Wind and dust will definitely not do anything to her, at least not when she is still in the Ying Gate. As for whether it will be after leaving, I don't know. Even if he could, he wouldn't do it himself.

Since you have asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy.

"Accumulate it, you may not believe it, in fact, every time I wait for you to break through. Not because I have bad qualifications, but because I am afraid that you will have low self-esteem. Saying this is not a self-esteem.

If the wind and dust are really a glass heart, it must be a big shock every time.

However, he is not one who cannot withstand the blows. In fact, he didn't really feel it. After all, every time he broke through, Ji Wushen broke through immediately after, if it wasn't intentional, he didn't believe it at all.

It's just that because Ji Wushen said this clearly. The feelings in the heart of Feng Qichen for Ji Wu God gradually began to deteriorate. It's not as strong as before, but it adds something more than it does.

Hateful? Naturally, there is.

But this hatred did not make him attack her.

Maybe it's a grievance, complaining that she obviously got the exercises but didn't want to tell herself. complained that she would say such straightforward things so frankly, and complained that she quietly withdrew her feelings for herself...... Yes, I blame her.

"Hehe, I see." Feng Qichen suddenly laughed out loud, knowing that although it was tactful, there was a desolation in his tone.

If others listen to it, they will naturally sympathize with him, especially those who already admire him, and they will definitely want to dismantle Ji Wushen. However, at this time, Ji Wushen was really indifferent in his heart.

As soon as she thought of the man standing under the thunderstorm, the hatred in her heart filled her entire sea of consciousness.

It was a knot, and she had to undo it.

Ji Wushen didn't speak anymore after that, and after the wind and dust finished laughing, Reality took a deep breath, looked at Ji Wushen's eyes seriously, and then asked seriously:

"You ...... me Is it really so heartless? ”

, Ji Wushen is almost speechless.

Isn't that obvious enough?

Or is this wind and dust a masochist? She was a little stunned, looking at the wind and dust, not understanding what she meant by asking.

Did he think that after all this, the two of them would be able to go back to the way before?

Not to mention that she is still the same person she used to be, even if she knows that Feng Dump is deliberately hiding from herself, she will have some guilt in her heart, let alone now.

"Heartless?" Ji Wushen repeated his culture.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind again.

This picture suddenly made her face change, and the wind and dust sword in the picture pierced the woman's heart, and her face was covered with blood. Thunderclouds rolled overhead, and the woman cried out red blood.

That woman, that woman is actually herself......

Thinking of this, Ji Wushen couldn't help but laugh.

Is this a portent?

If the wind and dust get the [Taishang Forgetfulness], is this an omen? Will he die at his hands after that?

Then, Ji Wushen looked deeply at the wind and dust. I can't let go of any exercises, and even form an obsession. If you can't comprehend the most fundamental meaning of the [Taishang Forgetfulness Record], then this omen is likely to become true.

Ji Wushen put away his smile and instantly became cold as ice.

"Ruthless, aren't you?" After speaking, Ji Wushen once again gave his eyes to the top of his head.

Said again faintly:

"Hosta stays, you go."

This sentence suddenly made the wind pour dust and the whole person collapsed.

Really......

It's still coming this far, isn't it?

He was silent for a long time before slowly removing the white hosta from his head, and his eyes did not look at the hairpin. It's just that the long ink-like hair suddenly poured down from the top of his head, and the long strands of hair swayed gently, as if he could still ask about the chance of the fresh taste of the hair.

However, Ji Wushen never looked at him again, and the wind poured the dust on the hosta on the stone table, and looked at Ji Wushen fixedly, with no sadness or joy in his eyes. It's as if all of a sudden he has become a puppet, and the whole person is lifeless.

Burst......

Just when Ji Wu was about to go to get the hosta, he only felt a bloody breath rushing towards him. Then her hands were suddenly stained with a few drops of red blood, and the blood seemed to have a scorching heat, which made her hands inexplicably uncomfortable.

Even the white hosta was stained with a little blood.

Ji Wushen frowned slightly, and when he looked at the wind and dust, he only saw a strong affection suddenly appear in his eyes, and then the affection gradually dissipated.

At the same time, Ji Wushen's eyebrows jumped, and the hair on his head slowly turned white, slowly spreading from the middle of the hair to the ends of the hair. With the dissipation of affection in his eyes, his hair also turned gray.

Soon, the long hair that had been like ink turned snow-white.

The wind finally lowered his eyelids, turned around, straightened his back, and walked towards the place of the courtyard step by step.

Ji Wushen looked at his back quietly at this time, and felt that a mountain seemed to be pressing heavily on his heart, and there was a feeling that the mountain rain was coming.

Pinching the white hosta, his hand suddenly tightened.

The blood on the hosta was pinched in her hand and she didn't find it.

When the courtyard door was finally closed, Ji Wushen suddenly came over.

When I closed my eyes, the two omens-like images in my mind dissipated piece by piece like broken glass.

When he opened his eyes again, Ji Wushen's eyes were also a little dim, how could he do this?

Ji Wushen was actually still a little unbelievable, he didn't expect that the impact of this exercise on the wind and dust would be so deep.

It was so deep that he actually pulled out his love thread by himself, so what kind of way did he want to get the [Taishang Forgetfulness]?

has extracted the wind and dust of love silk, and I am afraid that I will never show mercy to myself again. In other words, she still had some affection for herself before, which is not a weakness, but it will also contain him.

But now he has no affection for anyone, and he can't be restrained anymore.

Ji Wushen frowned, although the omen had been shattered, what she needed to pay attention to next was how the wind and dust would fight back. (To be continued.) )