In fact, Gu Xi didn't leave for a long time, but his face was no longer so clear in Ling Luo's mind, the smile that was originally so familiar was now only a vague outline in his impression, but the breath and feeling on his body were still indeliblely imprinted on his heart.

A long time ago, Ling Luo had heard a sentence to the effect that the more you want to remember someone, the easier it will be to remember what they look like.

At that time, Ling Luo still secretly didn't believe it, feeling that this sentence really didn't make any sense, if it was a lover who really cared about each other, how could it be easily forgotten?

But now that so many things have changed in the world, Ling Luo really understands the truth of this sentence: when you love someone, you naturally don't imagine that you will lose him one day, and it is precisely because of this that you don't particularly care about his face or appearance, so when that person suddenly leaves you, all your memories of him will become extremely clear, but there will only be a shadow of his appearance that is not very clear.

Ling Luo felt as if her heart had been taken away by Gu Xi's departure, but she didn't admit that she would now have such a chaotic mind because of another person she had never met, I am afraid that it was really because her memory of Gu Xi was gradually blurred, so she would see that Xiao Ziyu as the person she had been thinking about in her heart.

Although Ling Luo was full of indulgence in thinking about these questions, she still maintained a high level of vigilance, and the wind and grass around her were all within the scope of Ling Luo's divine sense, and she would be aware of the slightest unusual change.

The originally stable and tranquil surroundings had changed slightly, although it was not obvious, but Ling Luo still felt the difference, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, but he instantly returned to his original calm demeanor, and he didn't bother to move and asked softly to the empty place around him, "Since you are here, why are you afraid to show up?" ”

As soon as Ling Luo's words fell, a man in Tsing Yi flashed out from behind a tree on the side, and it was none other than Xiao Ziyu, the young master of the Jinyu who had caused Ling Luo to be worried.

Seeing Xiao Ziyu appear, Ling Luo didn't have the slightest nervous defense, because he didn't have the slightest murderous aura on his body, and if he wanted to be unfavorable to her, he wouldn't have rescued her as early as when he was on the battlefield, and now he didn't have to do this anymore to come here in the middle of the night to hurt her life.

"It is rumored that the Queen of Syracuse has peerless spiritual power, and now it seems that it is indeed true." Xiao Ziyu was not embarrassed by Ling Luo's poke, but walked slowly towards the place where she was sitting calmly, the silver mask on his face did not affect his voice at all, it was still as low and pleasant as broken gold and jade.

Ling Luo's praise of Xiao Ziyu is indeed not cold, even if he has the appearance of a celestial man, in her eyes, he is not comparable to Gu Xi's stupid boy.

Although Ling Luo didn't know if Xiao Ziyu had done something to herself, she did have a familiar feeling as soon as she saw him, so she simply stopped looking at him, but forced people to retreat in a cold voice, "At such a time of great war, why did the young master come to the place where the enemy army is, even if you want to take a walk, you are in the wrong place." ”