As soon as Xu Ziheng's voice fell, Mo Tianyue's eyes turned red, and she froze in place, looking at the young man without blinking.

The young man has a clear appearance, a plump posture, Xiao Shuxuan, and a clear god.

The glow of the sky had dimmed, and only the red lanterns that shone brightly.

The faint orange light reflected on the young man's face, making him more and more noble.

Soon, crystal tears poured out of Mo Qianyue's eyes and fell straight down her cheeks.

I didn't look at it carefully before, but now I look at it, this look...

Seeing this, Xu Ziheng's eyes widened.

Why is she crying?

Did he say something wrong?

Suddenly, the panic spread from the heart, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his tears, just raised and put it down, clenched his ten fingers, and said at a loss,

"Don't... Don't cry..."

When Xiao Mingfeng, who was squatting on Mo Tianyue's shoulder, heard this, she suddenly flew in front of the girl, staring at the girl with a pair of golden eyes.

Mo Tianyue came back to her senses, only then did she realize that she had lost her temper, and hurriedly took out a hand towel, wiped the water droplets from her eyes, and said with a smile,

"How could I cry, just the sand got into my eyes, my eyes are more sensitive. ”

Xu Ziheng: "......"

There is no wind, where does the sand come from.

She clearly watched him cry, and after asking him about his age preferences.

Just why is this happening?

Many questions swirled in Xu Ziheng's heart, but he couldn't ask.

Xiao Mingfeng didn't believe it either, it clearly felt that Yueyue's mood fluctuated greatly.

Turning around, he looked at the boy in front of him.

There's nothing special about it, why is Yueyue shedding tears?

I couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't want to, so I threw myself into Xiangsoft's arms and rubbed it affectionately to show comfort.

Mo Tianyue patted the little head in her arms, and took several deep breaths in a row before calming down the emotions rolling in her heart.

She didn't want to lose her temper in front of people, but she didn't expect that there was a young man in this world, his preferences were exactly the same as Ning Qingchen's, even the feeling his smile brought her, and the demeanor between his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Ning Qingchen.

This makes her how can she not shake.

Ning Qingchen's death was an incurable wound in her heart, and she hoped that he was still alive in this world more than anyone else.

This life is not a continuation of reincarnation, but a life as Ning Qingchen.

Reincarnated, to put it bluntly, the memory is empty, life starts from the beginning, and that is another person.

Not her apprentice anymore.

Xu Ziheng is three years older than her, so it can't be Ning Qingchen's reincarnation, and the reincarnation is either the same age as her or younger than her.

It is recorded in the Gonzo that after death, a person will enter reincarnation, whether he will be reincarnated or enter the eighteen layers of hell depends on the merit that the person has accumulated in the human world, and if the merit is enough, he can be directly reincarnated as an adult, and if the merit is not enough, and he has not done evil deeds, he must do coolies in the underworld to make up for the lack of merit, so that he can be reincarnated as an adult.

Of course, those who have committed the most heinous sins will either enter the animal path or go to the eighteen levels of hell, and will not be able to live forever.

As for whether this is really the case, it is still a mystery.

But many cultivators believe that this is true, after all, they are cultivators, and they can all be reborn, so why can't such a thing as a person entering reincarnation after death?

Mo Tianyue believes in reincarnation.

Then Xu Ziheng is not the reincarnation of Ning Qingchen, but the two have the same preferences, although their appearances are completely different, but their demeanor is somewhat similar, which has to make her think of taking away and being reborn or borrowing a corpse to resurrect her soul like her.

My prince is coquettish again