The scenery in front of everyone's eyes changed suddenly, almost in an instant, almost everyone felt that they were the only ones left around, but Jing Mofeng felt that there were only two people, him and Ling Qingrui, just looking at each other, and there was a sound of "ink wind" in his ears, which made his whole heart seem to stop beating.

"I've finally found you, Qingqing, Qingqing......"

Jing Mofeng murmured lowly, and the sound of "Qingqing" seemed to come out not from his mouth, but from his bones and blood, from his heart, so that the heart that had been dull for a long time and almost stopped beating at this time, "poof, puff", beat rapidly, as fast as if he was about to jump out of his chest, he couldn't help but cover his chest hard, but his fingers suddenly touched something.

Jing Mofeng took his eyes off the smiling face with difficulty, slowly lowered his head, and looked at the things that seemed to be taken out spontaneously by his fingers, and his expression was slightly shocked.

It was a lancet, the blade of the blade was wrapped in a special cloth before him, and he looked a little stupid at this time, he gently took off the layer of cloth, the cold light flickered, reflecting on Jing Mofeng's face and eyes, his eyes changed slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Qingrui not far ahead, the face was so good-looking with a smile, exactly the same as in his memory, but he was just smiling, not moving, and suddenly, Jing Mofeng's lips hooked a faint smile, very faint, so faint that people almost couldn't notice it, but with a hint of weirdness in it.

Suddenly, Jing Mofeng's figure moved, and he pounced straight towards Ling Qingrui in front of him, the face that was also looking at him with a faint smile was close in front of him, and the figure slowly opened its arms, as if it was about to rush into Jing Mofeng's arms, and the extremely sharp lancet that Jing Mofeng was holding tightly in his hand stabbed straight into the figure mercilessly!

A strange sound came, there was no feeling of the blade entering the flesh, the lancet seemed to have pierced into some tree, Jing Mofeng's ink pupils did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, only the lancet in his hand was quickly retracted, and it actually brought up a piece of sawdust.

Then, Jing Mofeng just looked at Ling Qingrui in front of him, slowly shattered, and then disappeared in front of his eyes, and the people who seemed to have lost their traces just now also appeared behind him, and then Jing Mofeng slowly closed his eyes.

Almost all of the people who reappeared showed strange expressions, and then there was a confusion and confusion.

"Your Highness......"

Ye Zhanli, who was the first to wake up, let go of Feiyang, who was holding tightly, and took a step forward with a slight movement, and then he was shocked to see that a tear slipped down from Jing Mofeng's tightly closed eyes!

Ye Zhanli was shocked, his eyes swept over a fallen tree beside Jing Mofeng, and saw the knife marks on it, as well as the lancet in Jing Mofeng's hand, thinking about what he had "seen" in a short period of time, he suddenly came to his senses, and his heart twitched fiercely.

Just now in the phantom realm, Ye Zhanli saw Tang Muning, Tang Muning in it smiled at him like a flower, and even carried a white and tender little doll by his side, the little doll also smiled and waved at him, as if calling him "Dad", Ye Zhanli was almost indulging in it.

From this, Ye Zhanli can be sure that it must be Ling Qingrui who appeared in front of Jing Mofeng, and everyone, including him who was addicted to it, was able to get out so quickly, it must have been Jing Mofeng who broke this illusion, so quickly, plus the knife marks, Ye Zhanli could almost conclude that it must be Jing Mofeng who stabbed into the illusion and appeared in front of Ling Qingrui!

Although it was false, it was just an illusion, but how difficult it was to "kill" his beloved to break the illusion with his own hands, not to mention that the prospect Mo Feng had already experienced it, how painful it should be in his heart to push Ling Qingrui off the cliff with his own hands and turn gray overnight? will make a man who will not let out a moan no matter how much pain he endures, shed tears!

Night Exhibition was shaken, but he didn't know what to say at this time, so he just pretended not to see Jing Mofeng's tears, and stepped forward and asked softly: "Your Highness, the illusion seems to have been broken by Your Highness, do we still have to go back to the road we came from and find the way again?" ”

Jing Mofeng slowly opened his eyes, and the glimmer of light that was still in his eyes had been completely extinguished at this time, and some were just a dead silence without emotion, as if there were only black and white colors in this world, and there were no other colors.

Ye Zhanli's heart trembled slightly, but he turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look directly into Jing Mofeng's eyes anymore.

"Let's go." Jing Mofeng only said these two words, and immediately went back and forth.

Except for Jing Mofeng and Ye Zhanli, almost all of them were in a state of confusion, and they only followed behind Jing Mofeng silently, Feiyang looked at Jing Mofeng's back, and felt that it seemed that something must have happened in that short period of time, otherwise how could that back make people feel so vicissitudes, and even make him want to cry when he saw it?

Seeing that everyone's emotions were not quite right, Ye Zhan understood after a little thought, not everyone can quickly understand when they get out of the illusion, and not everyone can understand the pain of Jing Mofeng after breaking the illusion, he groaned, lowered his voice and briefly explained to everyone how Jing Mofeng broke the illusion, and everyone understood, and Feiyang's whole body shook violently, looking at Jing Mofeng walking indifferently in front of him, and his heart ached for a while.

Sister, are you in this mountain? Sister, can you see it? Brother-in-law, really nice and good......

The group had their own thoughts, but they quickly returned to the way they had gone up the mountain, and then everyone stopped, pondering the meaning of the numbers.

At this moment, there was a sound of rustling on the mountain, as if something was running over at a rapid pace, Chu Yan and the others hurriedly surrounded Jing Mofeng vigilantly, and Fei Yang even jumped to Jing Mofeng's side with an arrow step, ignoring Jing Mofeng's hands that were as cold as ice, and held them tightly in their hands.

He can't let him face that kind of pain alone, he wants to take the place of his sister to protect him!

"Ink Wind!"

The call was accompanied by a figure, and it rushed out, the coarse cloth skirt that the figure was wearing, the style and pattern were extremely simple, but that face was not Ling Qingrui, who was it?

Ling Qingrui learned from Mu Zhengyou's mouth that a group of people found the bottom of the mountain, and when they seemed to be looking for a way into the village, their hearts began to beat wildly, without any warning, without any signs, she just felt that there must be Jingmo Feng among the people who came!

Ling Qingrui ignored the dissuasion of Mu Honghao and others, and ran out of Mujia Village directly, running out of the winding road, just to verify with her own eyes whether her idea was correct.

Facts have proved that she was not wrong, and the man who clearly saw the front was Jing Mofeng!

Ling Qingrui's always cold heart couldn't help but get excited, she quickly pounced, but it was not the enthusiasm of the other party that greeted her, but the vigilance of the group opposite, the thick vigilance, and Feiyang's extremely confused question: "Are you true or false?" ”

The excitement in her heart faded instantly, Ling Qingrui's footsteps paused, and her eyes did not fall on Feiyang's body, but on the man who was surrounded in the middle, but he hadn't seen him for less than half a year, why did he have so many vicissitudes, and his hair......

The white hair touched Ling Qingrui's eyes, Ling Qingrui's heart, her heart trembled slightly, Jing Mofeng in that nightmare was such a white hair, she just thought it was a nightmare, but why, Jing Mofeng in front of her was also full of silver threads, you know...... You know, he seems to be only in the year of the weak crown!

At this moment, there was no one else in Ling Qingrui's eyes, only Jing Mofeng, who had always been holding on to the precise fingers of the scalpel, and at this moment she also trembled quickly, her fingers were gently raised from a distance away, trembling and rubbing a few times in mid-air, as if stroking Jing Mofeng's hair.

After a long time, the trembling fingers stopped, and then drooped down, and then the crowd heard a trembling, almost broken words: "How did it become like this?" ”

No one answered, and Ling Qingrui didn't seem to want anyone to answer, and after she finished asking this sentence, she immediately asked, "How did it become like this, why did it happen?" Ink Wind ...... Ling Xiao, tell me, who hurt you and made you like this? Lingxiao, Lingxiao......"

One after another, the sound was like broken catkins, softly but suddenly into everyone's ears, so that they couldn't help but want to cry happily with those broken voices.

But at this moment, a chuckle came into everyone's ears, and everyone looked back at Jing Mofeng who laughed incredibly, during this time there was a dead silence around Jing Mofeng, and at this time it was a warm smile like jade on his face, as if the sun had broken through the dark clouds and suddenly sprinkled on the earth.

Jing Mofeng pulled his hand out of Feiyang's hand, pushed everyone away, and slowly stepped forward, step by step, slowly but firmly towards Ling Qingrui.

"Qingqing." He stretched out his hand at Ling Qingrui, the gentle smile on his face turned into a touch of arrogance and cunning in this moment, even with a hint of treacherous laughter, Lang laughed from his mouth, he just smiled and said, "How about becoming the Pavilion Master's Wife of Lingxiao Pavilion?" ”

When the words fell, everyone was at a loss and didn't know what was going on, but Ling Qingrui remembered in an instant, it was not long after she and Ling Xiao met, Ling Xiao had said this sentence, almost word for word, if she remembered correctly, at that time she replied to him with a "no" without saying anything, and cut off a strand of his hair with a lancet, and then he laughed away, and the laughter was exactly the same as what he made now!

"Not how!" Ling Qingrui answered these three words as she did last time, but with tears in her eyes, her fingers lightly put on Jing Mofeng's outstretched hand, and she clasped her hands.

"Ling Xiao, Ink Wind ......"

"Your Highness......"

Exclamations abound!