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After listening, Shen Qiancheng didn't immediately answer the question of the remnant, because she didn't know if she could really do it...... After all, Su Mobai was clear-minded, he didn't necessarily fail to see that he was not the previous Shen Qiancheng, maybe he was also deceiving himself.

"Won't you regret it?" Won't you regret it? The person Su Mobai loves from now on is no longer her, but she is again. Won't you regret it? Maybe Su Mobai has been kept in the dark all his life, chasing a soulless body......

Shen Qiancheng frowned slightly, and secretly made up these unspeakable words in his heart.

Feeling the residual thought in her heart seemed to pause, some sharp pain came from the bottom of Shen Qiancheng's heart, and for a while, Shen Qiancheng pressed her chest with a somewhat painful face, but she still didn't open her mouth to interrupt the residual thought.

That pain...... It was as sharp as the heart stopping at the tip of a needle, and the undulating heartbeat was like dancing on a piece of glass, and the pain made people tremble.

Shen Qiancheng thought, maybe this is the throbbing pain that only comes when love is deep......

Shen Qiancheng didn't want to persecute that remnant thought, she didn't want to deprive a poor woman with a broken soul of obsession, although it was still because of ...... He took her body.

After being silent for a long time, a little bead of sweat dripped from Shen Qiancheng's beautiful face, and his teeth were clenched very tightly, as if he was in pain.

"No regrets...... I don't regret it......" Time flowed quietly, and just when Shen Qiancheng was not sure if the remnant thought would answer him, the soft voice suddenly sounded slowly.

The breeze blew, the throbbing pain in Shen Qiancheng's heart slowly improved, and he felt the breath of the residual thoughts getting weaker and weaker, Shen Qiancheng suddenly sighed, she was already so fragile that she had to force herself not to tell Su Mobai the truth, she didn't want Su Mobai to be hurt...... It can be imagined how deep her love for Su Mobai is.

"I promise you, I will never take the initiative to tell Su Mobai that you are dead......" After the pain, Shen Qiancheng slowly straightened up, and his voice returned to its previous indifference.

"Thank you......" Leaving these words, Shen Qiancheng felt that something in his body had disappeared, empty, the cold wind blew, and there was only silence and tranquility.

After sighing lightly, Shen Qiancheng slowly turned around and re-entered the cave, at this time Mo Qingjue had already roasted the hare and was waiting for him.

Looking at the man in white clothes like snow and his temperament was dusty next to the dusk fire, Shen Qiancheng walked up with a somewhat moved face, sat down beside him gently, and then leaned his head on Mo Qingjue's shoulder.

Feeling Shen Qiancheng's strangeness, Mo Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and he slowly put down the hare in his hand that he wanted to hand to Shen Qiancheng, and his thin lips opened lightly, "What's wrong?" What's wrong with you?? ”

Mo Qingjue's voice was full of tenderness, and in Shen Qiancheng's ears, it was even more affectionate.

I saw Shen Qiancheng purse his lips, slowly closed his eyes, and asked softly, "Qingjue, what's the matter with the white hair on your forehead?" Is it due to practice? Perhaps unable to find the words, Shen Qiancheng began to ask Mo Qingjue a question that he was puzzled about.

Mo Qingjue was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then chuckled twice, and replied softly, "Yes, it's due to practice." When I was 10 years old, I practiced in retreat for three months because I was eager for quick success, and I almost went mad......"

"And then??" Shen Qiancheng had no intention of asking, but he didn't expect that Mo Qingjue's white hair was really caused by practice...... She sat up straight with some nervousness, and her amber eyes stared at Mo Qingjue.

Listening to Shen Qiancheng's somewhat heavy question, Mo Qingjue chuckled, reached out and touched the back of her head, and said lightly, "Then...... Moon Shadow saved me...... But my technique was too sharp, and in a moment, the hair on my forehead had turned white. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Qingjue paused, and then asked jokingly, "I became like this, Twilight Cloud won't dislike me, right?" ”

Shen Qiancheng's nerves, which were originally a little tense, quickly glanced at him when he heard this, and said with a low smile, "Can I dislike you?" You are the immortal son Mo Qingjue in the hearts of the people of the world, I don't have the guts......" After finishing speaking, Shen Qiancheng stuck out his tongue as if he was a little helpless.

Looking at Shen Qiancheng's attitude as such a young daughter, Mo Qing's deep black eyes sank slightly, gently hugged Shen Qiancheng's shoulder, handed her the hare in his hand, and said seriously, "Eat quickly." ”

Shen Qiancheng was stunned when he heard this, and then took the hare with some sneer, "We are one and a half." ”

Just as Shen Qiancheng was muttering that he wanted to divide the hare, Mo Qingjue suddenly stretched out his slender jade hand to block it, and said softly, "I don't eat game, I just eat some fruit." ”

Shen Qiancheng looked at Mo Qingjue a little stunned when he heard this, seeing this, Mo Qingjue seemed to be a little confused about how to speak, just coughed lightly, and then turned around and picked up the fruit beside him and ate it.

Seeing this, Shen Qiancheng asked with some doubts, "Isn't it true that you don't eat meat?" ”

Mo Qingjue almost choked himself when he heard this, but then he chuckled and said, "No...... I don't dare to use the same game with my wife. ”

Receiving Mo Qingjue's somewhat smiling eyes, Shen Qiancheng leaked in his heart, as if he understood something, turned around and ate by himself.

Just when Shen Qiancheng and Mo Qingjue were making a fire and roasting meat in the cave, Mu Qingyu and his party finally came to the foot of Luoxia Mountain, looking at the steep Luoxia Mountain, Mu Qingyu's eyes were slightly deep.

I saw Mu Qingyu tugging at the white silk in his hand, and with a touch of luck in his hand, he pulled the three brothers in front of him, and heard her cold voice sound, "How many days does it take to get from here to Shangrao in Southern Wei?" "Looking at this Luoxia Mountain is not small, so Mu Qingyu will ask.

The three brothers were stunned when they heard this, and after a while, the middle-aged man said softly, "In three days, if the girl is fast, she may be able to arrive in two and a half days." ”

Mu Qingyu smiled slightly when he heard this, then looked at the three brothers for a long time, pursed his lips and said, "I see...... Then thank you big brother...... It's just that...... This aventurine buyer...... Are you really not going to say it? ”

Seeing that the sky was darkening, Mu Qingyu turned over and dismounted, staring closely at the faces of the three people.

The faces of the three changed slightly, but they still gritted their teeth and did not dare to confide in anything.

Seeing this, Mu Qingyu chuckled, she has no killing intent towards them now, but this Tanglin buyer They must say it, otherwise...... She, Mu Qingyu, would not let them leave.

"If you don't say it...... Then you should accompany this girl into this Luoxia Mountain...... If the sky is getting darker today, it's a good idea to get into the mountains as soon as possible and find a place to rest! Mu Qingyu pursed her lips and said with a smile.