Mo Xuanchen's heart broke in an instant, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

"It's you?! Is it really you?! ”

He cried with joy, and suddenly hugged Ling Luoyu even more forcefully, kissing her hair and forehead.

"I knew it was you! I knew it!! The moment I saw it in the shade of the tree, I knew it was you......"

Fate is a wonderful thing.

As he walked past the palace wall, he saw the lonely figure sitting in the shade of a tree.

In the dark, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

It was an indescribable feeling.

It was only at that moment that he recognized her existence.

She was the feeling he had been looking for for 2,000 years!

That feeling that is incarnate into the soul and can no longer be separated!!

I thought it was just a simple emotion, but I didn't expect that there would be such a complex and obscure story behind!

It doesn't matter, for this feeling, for this feeling, for this feeling, he is willing to do everything for her!

"Yu'er, you know what? My stepfather told me about it when I was very young...... For this sentence, I am impressed! Later, I met you! At the first sight of you, I decided that you were my person! It's the guy I've been looking for all my life!! ”

He kissed her forehead, slid to her tear-rippling eyelashes, kissed all the tears.

"Yu'er, I swear, in this life, I will never let you cry for me again!!"

Ling Luoyu responded with tears, and finally reluctantly let go of him.

"By the way, there is one thing, I was in too much of a hurry when we met a few days ago, and I didn't have time to tell you......"

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, told the story of the Triangle Sword Shrine and the ancient city of the Mo family, and then focused on describing the illusion under the Black Gate.

Mo Xuanchen's expression has always been unfazed.

But when he talked about the things that were clear, his breath trembled.

"Yu'er, you...... Have you seen my mother!? ”

"yes!" The corners of Ling Luoyu's lips faded into a smile, and he snuggled up to him mischievously: "Seriously, when your mother was young, she was really a beautiful embryo!" Mo Xuanchen, you say, if we meet in the future, will we feel like old friends reuniting?! ”

Mo Xuanchen's eyes slowly closed, his expression painful.

Ling Luoyu's smile slowly retracted, caressing his forehead and eyebrows.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Mo Xuanchen opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "...... them I'm afraid you won't be able to see each other, but if you have a chance in the future, let's talk to my stepfather about this feeling of reunion! ”

Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled, and he instantly understood what he meant.

"Xuanchen...... I'm sorry I ......."

"It's fine!" Mo Xuanchen hurriedly cupped her cheek and kissed her lips: "I just have some regrets...... I haven't seen my mother like anything! Stepfather...... There are portraits of her and her father, but ...... But it's not so realistic after all! ”

He smiled and changed the subject.

"You don't know, my father-in-law is also talented in sword casting, and as for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is also a little superficial...... When you see the portrait of my father, you will know how much he is like......"

Ling Luoyu's eyes flickered, and he playfully lifted his chin with his fingertips.

"It's not easy to know what your mother looks like?! Give me a smile, and I will draw you a ......."

"You...... You can also draw?! ”

"Joke, you don't ask what you used to do......"

As a killer, if you don't have a keen eye and the drawing skills to capture everything, you don't have to mess around.

She is used to drawing her own roadmap of where to act.

For her, no matter how accurate the photos are, they are not as credible as her own eyes.