Jiajia Building is quite far away from the suburbs of Hong Kong City, even if Ma Xiaoling stepped on the accelerator to the limit, it was always impossible to arrive at the first time.

Along the way, Guo Tianyou and Ma Xiaoling were silent.

During this period of time, because of Wang Zhenzhen, the relationship between the two has become more and more complicated!

After more than half an hour of hurrying, the two finally left the downtown area of Gangcheng, and when they saw that they were not a few kilometers away from the outskirts of the city, where the resentment and grievances were the strongest, the car that was speeding suddenly stopped!

"Knot...... Is it over? ”

The two of them raised their heads and looked at the sky, the round of blood moon was rapidly receding, slowly returning to brightness, and at the same time, the two of them found that outside the suburbs, the rich evil qi was rapidly subsiding, but it was the blink of an eye, and there was no trace of it.

It's as if everything just now was just a phantom!

The blood moon disappeared, the resentment dissipated, and the hungry Shura died, but what about Wei Ziqing?

A look of worry and expectation flashed on the faces of the two, and then they still walked towards the outskirts of the city, a few kilometers away, but it was only a matter of two minutes, and soon Tianyou and Ma Xiaoling came to the place where Wei Ziqing and Jin Zhengzhong were.

It's just that at this moment, in this place, how can there be a trace of Wei Ziqing and Jin Zhengzhong's shadow?

There was dead silence everywhere, and there were terrifying pits all around, destroying the land within a mile radius, especially around, which was full of blood.

The blood, still with a hint of heat, was obviously just sprinkled!

Although I didn't see it, I still knew that here, there was a terrible bloody battle!

Ma Xiaoling's face was full of bitterness, and she still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that this Wei Ziqing was still alive, but ......

When she saw this scene, she knew that this was just an extravagant hope, because, not far away, there were pieces of white rags everywhere, which were broken pieces of clothes, and this clothes, not only Ma Xiaoling, but even Guo Tianyou clearly recognized that this was Wei Ziqing's!

No bones? Has the soul flown away?

At this moment, the two stood quietly on the battlefield, no one spoke, some were just bitter and helpless.

……

A year later......

In the inland of China, in a remote village, a man in white is smiling and smiling with a few old people sitting under the old kui tree, and beside the two, villagers are surrounding the two.

This old man and young man are playing Go, but unlike the man in white, his brows are furrowed.

If nothing else, just because the form of the chess game was very unfavorable to him, because he found that no matter which way he went, the white chess piece was always like a dragon, besieging him, and there was no way out!

After a long time, the old man threw down the black chess, looked at the man with some resentment and said, "Mr. Wei, you say, why don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?" Even if it's to comfort me, isn't it? ”

"Haha" the village chief lost again! ”

"Yes, Mr. Wei is still powerful, a full ten plates, and the village chief who killed this one has no power to fight back, haha!"

Hearing the old man's words, a group of villagers who were watching the wife laughed one by one, and their faces were full of schadenfreude.

And this schadenfreude, the village chief's face was full of anger, but this anger, but not really angry, as if he was annoyed and angry.

Seeing this scene, the smile on the man's face was even more prosperous.

"Mr. Wei, since you came, there is no dirt in the village anymore, and even there are fewer sick people, anyway, there is nothing to do, or are we going to have a game?" The village chief seemed to be unable to stand the ridicule of this group of villagers, but he opened his mouth to have another game with Mr. Wei.

The man in white smiled, and just wanted to agree, but his brows furrowed suddenly, and then he regained his composure and smiled at the village chief: "Village chief, I'm afraid it won't work today, I have to go to see a guest, I have a chance to come!" ”

Hearing Mr. Wei say this, the village chief had no choice but to give up.

After bidding farewell to the old village chief, the man in white did not go home, but walked out of the village and came to a stream, and in the distance, it seemed that a woman in white with short hair and a warrior monk with extremely rough looks were standing there waiting for him.

"You're here!" The man in white looked at the woman in white lightly, and his tone was indescribably calm, as if he had already guessed that this woman would come!

"You don't want to see me?" Hearing the words of the man in white, the short-haired woman in white looked at him quietly, her eyes as unpredictable as the deep sea.

Wei Ziqing's face was a little complicated, and he said after a long time: "If you hadn't saved me a year ago, I wouldn't have survived today, I said, if I leave, I will leave!" ”

A year ago, in the battle with Kim Jung-chung, although at the last moment, he was eliminated with willow branches, but he also reached the point where the lamp was exhausted.

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that this wonderful goodness actually appeared, and saved herself, when she asked her why she saved herself, she didn't say, she just hoped that she would leave the port city, not return to the port city!

He agreed, and took this opportunity to wander around the interior of China, usually helping people to see the sick, doing cleaning, and later, when he came to this village, except for a terrible ghost, he settled here.

"Then why don't you leave?" Miao Shan looked at Wei Ziqing and said lightly, but only she knew how uneasy she was in her heart now.

A year ago, when he appeared in the Bamboo Forest Cicada Courtyard, he could still know some of his fate, but a year later, he stood here, his prophecy technique was useless, as if, as if he suddenly broke into the river of fate, uncontrollable!

Therefore, this is why she is here, because this Wei Ziqing has delayed the original departure date for nearly three months!

"Because, I want to ask a question!" Wei Ziqing raised his head and looked at Miaoshan quietly, leaving, he will leave, but the doubts in his heart for a year, he must figure it out, he, can leave!

Miao Shan didn't speak, just looked at Wei Ziqing quietly for a long time, and then nodded.

"You said that my appearance broke the trajectory of fate, logically speaking, you should have killed me, why did you save me? Isn't it a better option for you to sit idly by? ”

This question was already asked by Weizi herself a year ago!

Miaoshan chose not to answer, and a year later, Wei Ziqing believes that she will answer, because she doesn't want to stay by herself anymore!

Therefore, Wei Ziqing must ask again!

Miao Shan's unchanged face finally changed a little, it was hesitation, knowing the past, knowing the future. After all, there is a time for hesitation.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he said lightly, but listening to her words, Wei Ziqing's face became extremely complicated!

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